Her Food Livestream Broke the Galaxy

Chapter 127: Observing My Future Soldier 1

The robot butler entered, pushing an insulated case.

Since no one else had arrived yet, there was no need to serve the food or even open the insulated case.

The same went for the small insulated container in Jiang Qiuqiu’s hands. So, even after coming inside, it seemed there was nothing to do but sit awkwardly on the sofa.

Without the little loudspeaker, Mo Chengyu, around, Jiang Qiuqiu felt uncomfortable for the first time.

Even being with a handsome guy felt a little awkward.

So, Jiang Qiuqiu asked curiously, "I don’t think I’ve ever seen you here before. Are you one of Sister Chengyu’s guests?"

Mo Si replied, "I’m the Spiritual Combing Master who lives on the top floor. Don’t worry, I’m not a bad guy."

"Ah, no, that’s not what I meant."

"I know," Mo Si said. "I was just explaining."

Jiang Qiuqiu was at a loss for words.

Her expression faltered for a moment.

"Mo Chengyu often mentions you to me."

"Huh?"

Amid the silence, Mo Si realized this wasn’t working. If they kept quiet, the atmosphere in the living room would become far too tense. He decided to seize the initiative and use this meeting to gain a deeper understanding and assessment of Jiang Qiuqiu herself.

"She mentions me?" Jiang Qiuqiu asked, pointing to herself. "What do you two talk about?"

"She says you’re the best cook in the entire Federation."

Starting off with such high praise, Jiang Qiuqiu paused. Seeing Mo Si’s earnest expression, she felt genuinely embarrassed. "No, not at all. I just really like to cook."

"And you’ve taken that passion to the extreme," he immediately added.

In any case, there was no escaping the praise.

Jiang Qiuqiu had no choice but to gracefully accept the handsome young man’s compliments. But she had to ask, "Have you had my cooking before?" ’That’s strange. Didn’t Sister Chengyu say he never comes down to eat?’

’Eaten it?’

’I’ve consumed the data countless times.’

’But—’

"I have, once," Mo Si said. "It’s a taste that’s hard to forget."

That was high praise. Seeing the nostalgic look on his face, Jiang Qiuqiu said, "I brought a lot of food today. Would you like to have a little taste now?"

She had the robot butler open the insulated case, and in an instant, an array of dishes appeared before them: soy-braised, red-cooked, deep-fried, stir-fried, and oil-simmered.

This was the closest Mo Si had ever been to real food! He found it impossible to refuse.

However, starting to eat now would ruin the main meal later. He had more important things to do. His gaze lingered on the various plates for a moment before he looked away. "Let’s wait for Mo Chengyu to get back so we can all eat together."

"Oh... okay, that’s fine too." At that, the robot butler heartlessly shut the case.

Waiting is always a tedious affair. During the lull, Mo Si suddenly asked Jiang Qiuqiu if she wanted to use the time to do some spiritual power exercises.

"Spiritual power practice? But Sister Chengyu isn’t here—"

"I can practice with you," he said, his gaze steady. A glint of light reflected in his deep pupils. His expression was serious—not soft or affectionate, but it conveyed an utter sincerity.

Jiang Qiuqiu was momentarily stunned by his good looks.

Then Mo Si added, "I’ve heard some things from Mo Chengyu about your spiritual power. I’m a bit curious and would like to learn more."

’Right, this young man is a Spiritual Power Combing Master. Even though I don’t know exactly what that job is, based on what Sister Chengyu has said, it’s probably a profession somewhat related to being a doctor? The way her spiritual power was consumed and replenished was indeed a bit unusual, so it was only natural for him to be curious.’

"Won’t that be too much trouble for you?"

"No, not at all." What he wanted most was to get a close-up reading of Jiang Qiuqiu’s specific spiritual power levels.