Even if the luck isn’t shared, Chu Fa Da will never admit her mistake.
She confidently replied, "Look at your current benefits. Do you really need this little bit of food from me? Besides, what I eat is junk food, it’s unhealthy."
Chang Geng chuckled lightly.
"Little He, you don’t need to find excuses. You simply forgot about me."
He sighed long and deep, gazing into the distance: "Back then, with every batch of nutritional supplements, you always picked your favorite flavors first, leaving the rest for me..."
Chu River sat up straight, grumbling, "How do you know?"
When she picked them, she was very careful and didn’t just grab one flavor.
Chang Geng just smiled without saying a word.
Each flavor of the nutritional liquid corresponds to different functions, effects, and nutritional focus. If logistics weren’t fools, they wouldn’t make the allocation uneven in this regard.
Only Little He, this fool, would think she could hide it from everyone...
But honestly, Chang Geng was also very curious—it’s all equally bad-tasting, so how could they pick out the "generally bad," "particularly bad," and "extremely bad" flavors?
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Otherwise, the medical assistant would have reminded her long ago.
But for some reason, she still felt uneasy at this moment, so she desperately changed the topic:
"Does dealing with a Qin Manman have to be so complicated? Can’t I just take care of her directly? Or, with your capabilities, couldn’t you just ensure she’ll never catch up in her entire life?"
Chang Geng smiled slightly.
Foolish Little He, because I don’t know what kind of world you’ll encounter next, or what kind of restrictions you’ll face!
In such a novice world, of course, we should use the most reliable method.
If it were himself, he would have quickly tried countless more reliable and efficient methods, but it was Little He who went to do these things for him...
Just like the selfless "Chang Geng" who willingly gave up his body, he wouldn’t want Little He to try anything if there was even a slight chance of danger.
He answered softly, "Because only in this way can we completely resolve this child of destiny’s delusions and Spirit Core from the root."
"Such a person is even fit to become a Spirit Core!"
Chu River raised her eyebrows high, recalling Qin Manman’s style in the original work, and for a moment felt disgusted.
Chang Geng comforted her, "Among humans, there are those utterly wicked, sinister, and despicable, who can still hide the sky and live happily. Isn’t it also within the realm of possibility that among countless infinite possibilities, some alternative Spirit Cores would emerge?"
She laughed again, "But that’s okay, I think trying out a different lifestyle is quite interesting too. I’ll work hard to experience the new life."
The Cleaning Circle, having finished work, climbed onto the energy storage box beside her hand, and was then gently picked up by Chu River with her fingertip, spinning like a top on the table.
Yuanyuan’s coin vibrated innocently, finally flattening on the table to regain its composure, and slowly crawled back into the safe box.
She gazed down at the small circle’s silver-white body and whispered:
"Don’t worry about me. Chang Geng, I will do just fine."
Whether it’s finding you or destroying this disgusting Spirit Core.
Meanwhile, Qin Manman wasn’t idle either, constantly inquiring about the progress of her connections.
She no longer remembered the specifics of her dreams, but her desire to enter the Tianfeng Research Institute was increasingly urgent. Unfortunately, Mr. Qin was now just a small businessman with some wealth in a third-tier city, which didn’t really measure up in a place like Beijing, where a brick thrown could hit someone with a lot of money.
If it weren’t for the frequent cooperation with the government, which gave his company a relatively good reputation and official connections, coming to Beijing, he might not even be able to make any connections.
But his precious daughter urged him day and night, causing her to be gloomy, which made him sigh continuously.
"Dad, what’s going on? Didn’t you say you had already contacted the assistant and secretary around Mrs. Zhu?"
Mr. Qin was also puzzled.
He had made the connection, but perhaps his worth was too small for them to notice. The courtesies were delivered, but there was no news.
However, he didn’t want to tell his daughter about such a humbling reality.
Being quite devoted to Qin Manman, now that all the channels were blocked, he took a different approach and took an invitation letter out of his bag.
"Don’t worry, Manman, my connections aren’t for nothing. There’s a tech expo in Xichuan Province next week, with numerous big shots and business peers expected to attend. Maybe Mr. Zhu or the head of Tianfeng Research Institute will be there."