'What kind of data is this system made of? How can it condense into a physical entity?'
The beauty slowly lifted her long lashes, a soul-stirring smile flickering at the corners of her crimson lips before vanishing. She then wheeled herself out the door.
The moment she was out, a fragrant aroma rushed to greet her.
She raised a slender eyebrow, then used her powerful sense of discernment to find the kitchen. The moment she entered, she found... blood everywhere.
The young man's apron was covered in blood, a gruesome and horrifying sight. A fish, its guts hanging out, gave a final two flaps of its tail before losing all signs of life.
Gazing at the scene before her, Shen Lang's dark brows furrowed slightly. She parted her lips and said, "...I asked you to stew a fish. The fish didn't deserve this."
