Her Food Livestream Broke the Galaxy

Chapter 315: I Still Have to Get Stronger

She agreed too quickly, which displeased Mo Si slightly.

"How can you trust someone so easily with something this important?" Mo Si asked. "Aren’t you afraid of being tricked?"

"I am," Jiang Qiuqiu said, looking at Mo Si. "But I don’t think you would lie to me."

’At least when it comes to matters like this, he would never lie to me.’

Her trust was completely unexpected. Her trusting gaze landed squarely on Mo Si. The young woman truly did believe in him, but—

He had lied to her, though it was never his intention.

Once she agreed to the offer, Mo Si personally made the arrangements. He had all parties involved coordinate their schedules and finalized the plan: every morning, Jiang Qiuqiu would deliver food to Starry Sky Wander, where the patient would eat at noon. Then, in the evening, the Military Department’s testing agency would take her in for an examination.

As there was no data to reference regarding the treatment of gene collapse with non-Original Spiritual Power, the experiment was tentatively scheduled for half a month. The specialists would evaluate from every possible angle whether Jiang Qiuqiu’s cooking truly had that kind of power.

After talking for a long time, Jiang Qiuqiu’s stomach suddenly started to GRUMBLE.

The two of them finally realized it was almost ten o’clock. If they didn’t eat soon, they’d miss the mealtime window.

They had breakfast together. With some time to spare in the morning, and having decided to deliver food to the rescue center, Jiang Qiuqiu swung by her home to pack up a large batch of items in thermal containers before heading over with her robot assistant.

The atmosphere at the rescue center today was completely different from yesterday. Jiang Qiuqiu felt there was something odd about the way Little Qing was looking at her. Her gaze was distant, yet filled with a sort of reverence—as if she were looking at a VIP.

Jiang Qiuqiu: "..."

She had other things to do today, so Jiang Qiuqiu didn’t linger. After saying a quick goodbye to Little Qing and instructing her robot to leave the thermal containers, she went back to Mo Si’s apartment.

Mo Si was in the middle of handling official documents when he heard the doorbell. He went to get the door and was surprised to find it was Jiang Qiuqiu. He blinked. "Didn’t you say you were going to the rescue center? How are you back so soon?"

"I already went!" She glanced at her terminal. "It’s only 10:47, so it’s still early. Brother Black Hole, do you have time to do some Spiritual Training with me?"

"In such a hurry?"

"Yes," Jiang Qiuqiu said with great seriousness. "Because I have to get stronger!"

Her whole being seemed to be burning with the two words "fighting spirit."

’Alright then.’ Her charge-ahead spirit made Mo Si hold back his words of caution. Her spiritual power had indeed recovered, and it wasn’t as if she was short on rest from the past couple of days.

"Then come on over. I happen to be free."

"Thank you!"

It was the same old formula, the same familiar feeling. This wasn’t Jiang Qiuqiu’s first time doing Spiritual Training. The only difference was that this time, Mo Si had adjusted the parameters on the Spiritual Power Helmet and tweaked the difficulty of the stages.

Entering the world of her Spirit Sea, Jiang Qiuqiu controlled the surging waves, maneuvering her small boat from side to side to dodge the obstacles.

But the obstacles varied in size. The large ones nearly blocked her entire path forward, while the small ones were as fine as a hair. A moment’s carelessness was all it took; upon impact, they would cling to you like maggots on a bone, instantly shredding the small boat condensed from her spiritual power into dust.

In other words, a trial like this allowed for no mistakes.

Jiang Qiuqiu focused her mind completely, charging toward the finish line. Seeing how absorbed she was, Mo Si switched on his terminal and continued replying to Qiudao’s messages.

’The Military Department has been making a lot of moves recently. Even someone who usually has time on his hands has gotten busy.’

’I might have to take a trip to Polar Star soon.’

’I’ll be away for a long time again... Qiuqiu...’

’I can ask Mrs. Ai’er to look after her.’

He hadn’t even left yet, and he was already making plans. The man himself daydreamed about how well Mrs. Ai’er and Jiang Qiuqiu would get along, feeling his arrangements were absolutely perfect. He was completely unaware—

’Who do you think you are? Is she your family or something, that you get to "ask" people to look after her?’

—of the position he was putting himself in.