Xia Na let out a long sigh and glared at Chen Che angrily, "Don't you understand words? I told you to put something in the bowl!"

Chen Che suddenly realized, "Oh, is this also a rule? Once you use this bowl, you have to beg something from others?"

"Isn't it obvious to you?"

"You didn't say it directly. Who can guess such a thing?" Chen Che retorted.

The two stared at each other angrily. Xia Na felt this guy deserved to be torn limb from limb. The slight affection she had for him vanished instantly, and she ground her teeth in fury.

She wished she could use Chen Che as a toilet plunger, holding his feet and stuffing his head into the toilet, jabbing vigorously… just imagining the scene made Xia Na feel much better.

"Now that you know how to use it, just take it. If something unexpected happens, it should save your life at a critical moment."

"Hehe, thanks, Nishang." Chen Che was not the least bit polite, as it was something he actually deserved.

After pocketing the treasure, he suddenly thought of something and asked, "By the way, what's the side effect of this treasure? What happens if you don't beg after using it?"

"You will become a real beggar. If you don't manage to beg something for a long time, your hair will grow longer and dirtier, your clothes will become tattered, and your body will accumulate a lot of grime… in the end, you'll end up just like something rolled out of a cesspit!"

Xia Na said with a cold sneer.

Chen Che blinked and sucked in a cold breath.

Quite harsh.

He seemed to think of something else, looking Xia Na up and down, stroking his chin as he began to fantasize.

Seeing his expression, Xia Na got angry, as she seemed to already know what he was fantasizing about, and yelled at him crossly, "What are you thinking about?"

"I'm asking what you're thinking?!"

"Damn it! Can't I even think for a second?"

"Are you imagining what I would look like as a beggar?"

"So what?"

The two glared at each other with puffy cheeks, and An Nishang stood up, pressing each of them calmly, saying, "Let's go home."

The two feisty people instantly became well-behaved and followed An Nishang quietly.

Until they returned to the villa.

…

Villa.

Chen Che showcased his cooking talent.

An Nishang learned some things from Xia Na.

An Nishang ate the steak cooked by Chen Che with elegance, amazed by the texture and flavor, unable to stop after one piece.

While eating, An Nishang looked up at Chen Che and asked, "Did you get the Demon Pattern?"

"I don't know if it's the Demon Pattern, but I seem to have awakened a talent related to food. Anyway, I can remove the strange taste from food and make it tastier. Occasionally, the food I make even has special effects.

As for what those effects are, I'm not quite sure.

I can't tell whether it's the Demon Pattern, because I haven't seen any Demon Pattern tattoos on my body."

Chen Che blabbered according to his own version.

He firmly stuck to this story.

Believe it or not, so be it!

Eating Chen Che's steak, An Nishang nodded thoughtfully.

Apparently, the pinch last night wasn't in vain.

Even Xia Na had to admit that the food Chen Che cooked was unbelievably delicious. That night, she ate a total of five steaks.

Mocked by Chen Che, he wished the fat would grow where it should, or else one would easily get backstabbed from anywhere.

So angry that Xia Na drew her sword... the Demon Pattern unfolded...

…

Night.

Chen Che lay on the bed, his body still carrying droplets from the shower, staring at the ceiling, pondering everything ahead.

The task An Nishang gave him had to be done, but investigating the Apocalypse Society was not as simple as investigating a contraband item.

Apocalypse Society, this organization, was brain-dead and had mental issues.

Chen Che thought for a moment and decided to do minimal work.

Investigate if able; if not, just forget it.

Just take this time to cultivate his own power.

An Nishang's trust in him had grown to this extent, even entrusting him with such an important task.

But after thinking about it, it's probably just An Nishang trying him out to see if he could surprise her brother, right?

Once An Nishang left, with only her subordinates, they certainly couldn't uncover too much about the Apocalypse Society.

Bode would definitely throw hurdles.

The best way was for An Nishang to take over, also throwing obstacles in Bode's way.

Try to delay Bode's progress as much as possible.

Then have him investigate alongside, gaining some small achievements would be good too.

Chen Che had guessed most of it. The system hadn't released a task, indicating it wasn't a major issue, so he could rest assured.

While he was lost in thought, An Nishang came out of the bathroom. Her curvaceous white body covered with only a thin bath towel draped around her rounded hips. Her long and straight legs were fair and alluring. Looking at that stunning figure, Chen Che's throat moved, and a fiery heat rose in his heart.

He saw An Nishang holding a set of black and white clothes, seemingly a maid outfit, his eyes widened, and his mouth almost reached his ears.

He couldn't even dare imagine how beautiful An Nishang would look in a maid outfit or how thrilling it would be to tear through the maid outfit.

Sigh, knowing each other so well, yet still playing such tricks, it's truly… intriguing.

"Nishang, let me help you put it on," Chen Che grinned, approaching.

"Help me?"

"Yeah, aren't you planning to wear this outfit? I'll help you put it on, unless you want me to wear it?"

Chen Che saw that enchanting face curve into a smile, looking at him calmly.

His smile instantly froze on his face.

He looked at the black and white maid outfit, then down at himself.

"Uh… that… doesn't seem appropriate..."

Looking at Chen Che, An Nishang's eyes burned with heat, her pink tongue ran across her enticingly red lips like blood, her searing gaze fixed on Chen Che like a hungry wolf eyeing a helpless little white rabbit.

"Appropriate."

The maid outfit was placed in Chen Che's hands.

Chen Che looked down at the maid outfit and then at An Nishang, feeling like crying.

He wanted to tear it, wanted to tear it, not be torn!

Oh well, it seems An Nishang wants to have a hearty meal before leaving… Forget it, just think of it as gathering ingredients!

A muscle-bound man as a maid is still a maid!

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