“Xiao Qingqing, we’re back!”
Ke Li carried two large bags of food into the alley.
“Master, I have fulfilled my mission.”
Ke Ling did the same.
That amount was enough to feed ten people.
“You’ve worked hard.”
If it were before, Yang Liuqing would have felt full just seeing so much food.
Now she was even hungrier. Breakfast included steamed buns, fried dough sticks, soy milk, fried rice noodles, fried river noodles, rice noodle rolls, glutinous rice chicken, siu mai, and zongzi.
The taste wasn’t great, but it was enough to stave off hunger.
Ke Ling and Ke Li showed disgusted expressions after just a few bites.
Those so-called fried noodles were actually just plain noodles with sauce, probably not even stir-fried, not to mention the Chimera Reaction.
The foam box rice noodle rolls had a stale rice smell that had to be masked by pickled vegetables and chili.
Yang Liuqing thought it was fine—she usually ate these things.
When you’re hungry, you don’t care.
The two little ones quietly watched Yang Liuqing eat, occasionally sipping hot soy milk.
This stuff was made with real ingredients, not the instant kind, so it was drinkable.
Yang Liuqing ate very quickly but didn’t seem to be wolfing it down.
It didn’t take long before the two large bags of food were completely consumed.
Whether it tasted good or not was meaningless to her at this stage; filling her stomach was more important.
After downing a cup of now-warm soy milk, her condition gradually recovered.
“Xiao Qingqing is such a glutton.”
Ke Li gave an objective evaluation.
An amount that could feed ten people was basically finished by her alone, definitely worthy of the title “glutton.”
“If you hadn’t eaten, it wouldn’t have happened.”
Yang Liuqing felt a bit embarrassed.
Her usual appetite was normal, but after drinking the Magic Potion and binding with Ke Ling and Ke Li, a ten-person breakfast only made her just full.
It was hard to imagine how that small stomach could pack in so much food.
“Master, your digestion ability is now many times greater than before, and the efficiency is the same.”
Ke Ling explained the reason.
“Can I interpret that as high conversion rate?”
Yang Liuqing was a bit speechless.
If she had a choice, who would want to be a glutton?
This body needed to convert a lot of energy just to maintain itself.
“No problem, Master. You’ve reached the level where you can eat but not excrete.”
Ke Ling nodded slightly.
“Exaggerated, isn’t it? That makes me sound like a monster.”
Yang Liuqing said as she cleaned up the trash.
“Xiao Qingqing, it’s not a monster. It’s the ultimate form of a beautiful girl who doesn’t poop!”
Ke Li corrected.
“Even if she does poop, it’s rainbow poop.”
“If you didn’t add that, no one would call you mute.”
Yang Liuqing shot her a glare.
“In summary, Master, every grain of rice you eat won’t be wasted.”
Ke Ling looked up at the sky, which was already turning pale.
Yang Liuqing tied the bags and set them aside.
“Whether it’s wasted or not is unclear for now, but my stamina is indeed recovering quickly.”
That clearly perceptible change made her comfortable.
Now, even fighting a hundred rounds with Chise Liequan didn’t seem like a problem.
The body transformed by the Magic Potion was impeccable.
“Master, if you thoroughly study your own body, winning this Mini Game won’t be an issue.”
Ke Ling revealed the key to breaking the situation.
Yang Liuqing was stunned for a moment.
“…How do I study it?”
“Start with sensing your qi. Xiao Qingqing, your body is so exceptional, yet you can’t even use the most basic abilities.”
Ke Li thought she was a perfect example of starving while sitting on a gold mine.
But on second thought, it was understandable.
This Game Administrator was too inhumane, not giving her any time to adapt.
“Master, first relax and put yourself in a stable state.”
Ke Ling raised one finger.
“Then, concentrate and look at the information on my finger.”
“Okay.”
Yang Liuqing did as told.
Completely relaxing was quite difficult. After all, someone still being hunted—even if not completely unsettled—would find it hard to be truly calm.
But strangely, when Yang Liuqing thought about calming down, her mind sank like water, as if nothing from the outside could disturb her.
At that moment, the world she saw completely changed.
The surroundings were filled with various energies she had never seen before, colorful, some dense, some sparse, some thread-like, some clumped. Looking at Ke Ling’s raised index finger, a purple number was clearly floating.
“One.”
Yang Liuqing said it out loud.
“Correct. Now?”
Ke Ling changed the number.
“Ten. Ke Ling, that’s a bit unfair. Logically, shouldn’t you have changed it to two?”
Yang Liuqing blinked.
The number was still ten.
“To prevent you from guessing and fooling me.”
Ke Ling answered honestly.
“Good. Master, you’ve gotten started. Next, sense the qi on our bodies and see the difference.”
“Okay.”
Yang Liuqing stared at the two little ones.
“Staring” only played a partial role; the real work was done by sensory feedback.
At that moment, in Yang Liuqing’s perception system, the two little ones became two extremely large energies.
Ke Ling was a purple vortex, Ke Li a red vortex.
The more she looked, the more dangerous they seemed, as if her soul would be sucked in.
“Okay, that’s enough.”
Ke Ling knew she had seen clearly and interrupted.
“Whew, so this is the qi hidden in the human body?”
Yang Liuqing let out a light breath, feeling a bit of fatigue.
Ke Li shook her head.
“Wrong, Xiao Qingqing. That’s the Source Power we’ve revealed. Ordinary people’s qi doesn’t look like this.”
“So, the difference is huge?”
Yang Liuqing didn’t understand.
Ke Ling further explained.
“Master, you can think of it like smoke, some thick, some thin. Generally, something as thick as a physical object is closest to the Source.
The thin ones are only surface manifestations.
Of course, what you sensed includes part of our constitution, so it looks unusual.”
“Can other Transcendents perceive it in such detail?”
Yang Liuqing was half-understanding.
According to Ke Ling, the thick ones were definitely stronger, the thin ones weaker.
But could it really be distinguished so simply?
What if the opponent could control it freely?
Wouldn’t that be deceptive?
“How could that be, Xiao Qingqing? Yours is a Magic Eye, much stronger than simple perception. The information you can see far exceeds that of ordinary Transcendents. You’ll understand that later.”
Ke Li didn’t explain too thoroughly.
This was an ability that required self-discovery to understand more deeply.
Giving the answer directly would do more harm than good.
“Magic Eye, huh.”
Yang Liuqing looked around the alley and saw countless qi drifting.
They were of various colors and strange shapes, most of them being large particles close to transparent.
“Master, those are Spirit Particles, components of Spiritual Energy. The more transparent, the purer.”
Ke Ling followed her gaze and caught the drifting particles.
“What are they used for?”
Yang Liuqing asked curiously.
“Very useful. They can be collected directly for use, or absorbed to enhance strength.”
As she spoke, Ke Ling raised her small hand.
Countless Spirit Particles converged toward her, forming a palm-sized translucent shield in her palm.