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Chapter 547 The Pretend Is Too Unprofessional(1/2)

Mingzhai, dining room.

Tonight's meal seemed a little different. Mingzhen felt that the food was full of vitality and looked at Aunt Wu strangely.

"I made some of the dishes, how about it? I tried to incorporate a little vitality liquid into it. This is much better than a specialized nutritious meal!"

Aunt Wu smiled and spoke.

Mingzhen nodded:

"The vitality liquid is easy to absorb, but it is usually quickly converted into energy. When added to meals, it increases the nutritional concentration of the meals..."

The absorption is slower so that more can be absorbed.

This point made Mingzhen thoughtful.

"Liquid of vitality is generally used as an auxiliary material for alchemy, to enhance the usefulness of some special substances, or to restore and heal injuries in emergencies. Of course, the latter is generally considered too wasteful!"

He Shen looked at the food with a fiery gaze.

I looked at Aunt Wu with even more admiration.

He actually admired this genius idea of ​​actually using vitality liquid to cook, no, this rich man's approach!

"Ahem, I only used about ten drops."

Ms. Wu said to the owner Mingzhen embarrassedly.

She is actually an experimental attempt.

Mingzhen nodded.

"Let's do this from now on. You prepare a good container and I will give you some household items."

In addition, some special products must be prepared for sale. For Minglan's unknown treasure, Mingzhen frowned, she couldn't ignore it.

Moreover, after paying the money, the value was replenished.

In the future, she will be able to attack those who take action in private more confidently!

Otherwise, it’s about Minglan and the treasure.

It seems a little unreasonable.

Mingzhen thought about it and finished her dinner quickly. She really felt that the physical satisfaction brought by this meal was greater than before.

This means that her physical body is indeed lacking in nutrients.

She was only 18 years old, but she could actually still develop... Mingzhen got on the previous flying car provided by Xingchen Martial Arts Center.

He couldn't help but glance down.

There was no one else in the car.

There were only Mingzhen and Aunt Wu, so Ms. Wu spoke a little casually.

She smiled and said: "The head of the family is still young and has better nutrition. There is still a lot of room for growth."

Mingzhen's face suddenly turned red.

He hurriedly said: "I was wondering if I could grow taller!"

Ms. Wu made a surprised expression: "I also mentioned the height of the head of the family, otherwise what would the head of the family think?"

Mingzhen stopped talking.

Look at each other.

Mingzhen didn't want to discuss this topic.

"I'll sleep for a while first."

Mingzhen used the universal method, sleep escape!

Ms. Wu had a loving look on her face:

"Master, please rest. I have set up automatic driving, and I will keep an eye on it. In terms of defense, even Xiao Wan cannot break through my shield quickly!"

Even if the God of War is in front of him, she can still hold on for a breath or two.

Ms. Wu is so confident.

However, there are some things that can be done but cannot be said.

Having said that, it would be too troublesome if you encounter a clever warrior god who insists on giving you a try to see if you can withstand the attack.

"Um."

As soon as Mingzhen lay back, the chair formed a comfortable arc.

It's neither hot nor cold inside the car.

Various facilities in the high-end speed car make the human body extremely comfortable.

"We also have to buy a car." Mingzhen mumbled vaguely after lying down. It was not convenient to use someone else's car to get in and out.

"Okay, buy it!"

Aunt Wu smiled and responded.

Mingzhen thought that she had not yet transferred funds to Aunt Wu, the housekeeper in charge of logistics.

His face turned red again, and he quietly checked his current savings. He didn't have much money, but his points were barely small.

Moreover, some of them seem to be pretending to be 'Mingsu'.

That was the money transferred from Gong Li at that time.

In addition, the income I earned from opening a shop on the black market for a few days and playing challenges were all in that identity... I will ask He Shen to transfer it later...

Mingzhen thought about it and fell asleep again.

Get used to sleeping.

In the dream space, there is a bright hall at this moment.

Like a spacious Mingguang Square, or a square room isolated in endless darkness, Mingzhen's thoughts moved.

The five sides are no longer completely dark.

Instead, it forms an independent space like a real room.

Of course, the wall that separates her dream space from the endless darkness outside is actually more like a silvery mist.

This kind of power seemed familiar to Mingzhen.

"Belief?"

A bit like the power of faith.

Mingzhen looked around, feeling a little unaccustomed to her own perspective. She couldn't see her own existence, as if she existed invisible.

After realizing this.

She found that she gradually began to emerge from nothing and take on a physical form.

The silver mist from the wall condensed towards her location, gradually forming a silvery mist-shaped figure.

Then, there is no change.

Mingzhen naturally understood that if the power had to be extracted to form a more solid human body, the isolation and defense power of the wall would be reduced.

"It turns out that it existed before, but it existed in formless and colorless form..."

Mingzhen studied the changes in the dream space for a while.

Then with a thought, the sofa between the virtual and the real appeared, sat down, and began to sense the mark left on Minglan's body.

Sensing the mark, and then making the mark vibrate.

It can also be regarded as a way to make calls.

Mingzhen thought so.

So the message over there was connected all of a sudden, and she fed it directly, as if making a communication call: "Hey, is this Minglan? I'm Mingzhen, the current head of the Ming family!"

The person on the other side paused for a moment, and then the voice came out again.

"I am...Minglan."

Mingzhen was speechless:

"You don't even know who you are? Why do you answer so hesitantly? Are you Minglan? Where do you live...well, by the way, you have to tell yourself! Where do you live? How many people are there in your family?

?What are your parents’ names? What are your brother’s and brother’s names?”

Mingzhen was a little wary.

What if we got the wrong person from beginning to end?

The person opposite who called himself Minglan but was not very firm seemed to think for a moment and then answered slowly: "I am Minglan. I live next to the Nanshui Bridge in the Imperial Acropolis..."

When Mingzhen heard this, she thought, well, it was wrong from the beginning!

She sneered in her heart, but did not interrupt the other person and listened patiently to what this person wanted to do.
To be continued...
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