Lindong adhered to her belief—refusing food of unknown origin.

It turned out Lindong was a top student. After half a night's research, she presented Ethan with a whole table of delicious dishes, which was also the first time Ethan earnestly tasted his girlfriend's cooking skills.

However, if he were to be particular, this table of food also belonged to the category of unknown origin.

There were no pots or pans here, not even ingredients. Lindong relied on meditation to come up with such a large table of dishes. She claimed that this was the result of careful selection, all dishes that had left a deep impression on her.

Although Lindong's hands were unwetted by spring water, she was a true gourmet. During the Seven Members' Council, she was a regular at royal banquets, and later, after traveling around so many places, she also had some exposure to cuisines from around the world.

Lindong lit a candle, with her hands behind her back, a blush appeared on her pale cheeks, and her eyes were full of anticipation.

Ethan always felt that Lindong had a sort of inexplicable lady-like temperament. Even after becoming a cat, she was the kind of noble feline with elegant gestures. This seemed like an innate quality that surpassed her growing environment and childhood experience. Even as a "psychologist," he couldn't explain this phenomenon.

"Try this, it's a small creature called a bullfrog. At that time, Rowena and I passed through a small mountain village, and the villagers used this dish to entertain us."

Lindong sat across from Ethan, introducing the origin of each dish on the table for him. "Do you know? Actually, there are many places in this world that are different from the Empire. Those places are isolated from the world, without power struggles. People live a peaceful life. Well, it feels somewhat similar to the utopia you mentioned before."

She had heard the story of "The Peach Blossom Spring" from Ethan, and she liked the scenery Ethan depicted very much. She secretly longed to spend the rest of her life in such a place with Ethan.

The only dissatisfaction she had was the ending of the Peach Blossom Spring story. The seeker could never find its location again. If explained from the perspective of magic and mysticism, Lindong believed that a spell was set at the entrance of the Peach Blossom Spring to hide its existence.

Ethan tasted the dishes Lindong had carefully prepared, and his mood finally settled down.

Although less than three days were left until the end of the trial, he couldn't feel nervous at all. In a sense, Behemoth was right; he indeed lived up to the title of an intelligence demon.

Suddenly, Ethan recalled his old apartment. Although not luxurious, it was still well-equipped. After a busy day, he'd come home to see Lindong, and after dinner, there were many things to do — watching dramas together, browsing videos, or playing some casual cooperative games.

This was his vision of a perfect life.

Of course, if he brought this idea up with his friends, he would definitely get a response like, "You're dreaming!"

Wake up!

There simply can't be a gentle, white-haired girl with red eyes who's willing to be your wife in this world!

Ethan couldn't even remember how many times he'd heard similar advice.

And now, who does he think truly grasps the truth?

Lindong's learning ability was astonishing, to the extent that Ethan couldn't help but wonder if she had long mastered the power of "creation." This experience was merely awakening part of her memory — she had set up a vacant area in the southwest corner of the library, then filled it with furniture like a player adept in construction mode.

Before long, it became a cozy bedroom.

The orange light illuminated the bedroom, and everything here was to Ethan's liking. He believed that when they have their own house in the future, Lindong would definitely be able to decorate it well.

It's just...

As he examined this room carefully, a strange feeling arose.

The bedroom's style was filled with "modern" elements. He could easily imagine the empty table as a computer desk. Of course, there would also be a wall-mounted LCD TV directly opposite the large bed, and a pull-out wardrobe on the bed's left side, storing clothes and bedding.

This was vastly different from the design style of the Imperial Capital Mansion, but logically speaking, Lindong should know nothing about computers, TVs — items from another world — nor was the design of a pull-out wardrobe aligned with contemporary design ideas.

"What's wrong?"

Feeling the warmth from his cheek, Ethan stopped his wild thoughts.

Lindong cupped his cheeks with her hands. They were so close, their noses almost touching, "Isn't this to your liking?"

"I should say it's so fitting it's over the top."

Lindong immediately beamed with delight.

Ethan however kept the latter half of his words buried in his heart. It was precisely because it fit too well that it felt odd — Lindong, as a person from this era, actually designed a bedroom that matched his aesthetic.

Perhaps, this had something to do with that Lindong from the future.

They had only met a few times and knew little about each other, only when "Future Lindong" wanted to, would she actively appear to them, and after learning about the Old Gods and the relationship with the chosen ones, "Future Lindong's" identity seemed somewhat special.

She wasn't a follower of any Old God, yet she gained powers almost equivalent to those of an Old God.

Reflecting on the wisdom trial proposed by Behemoth made Ethan suspect, could humans also have the potential to ascend to become Old Gods?

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