Beng Tie: What does it mean to broaden one's four destinies in one sentence?

"Oh."

it says.

Then continue bouncing around.

"Auntie, when will Uncle be back tomorrow?"

Aunt?

Am I that old?

Bronya took a deep breath, then another.

"I do not know."

The star core flashed.

"Oh. Then I'll wait for him."

Chapter 55 Sister Tingyun

When Lin Si woke up, it was already broad daylight.

He lay on the bed staring at the ceiling for a few seconds, his mind still replaying the scene of piloting the Gundam from the previous night.

An 800-meter-tall mechanical behemoth—one stomp of it and monsters from across the realm fly everywhere. The feeling...

Cool.

He rolled over, picked up his phone from the bedside table, and opened the familiar chat interface. He needed to test his guesses about the game with 'Netizen Aha'.

Demon King: "Why does this game have Star Core and Interstellar Peace Corporation?"

After sending the message, he tossed his phone back next to his pillow and waited a few seconds.

There was no reply from the other side.

As expected. That guy never checks the time when he replies to messages; sometimes he replies instantly, sometimes he only pops up every few days, then sends a bunch of meaningless emojis.

Lin Si wasn't in a hurry, since there was still plenty of time.

He propped himself up on the edge of the bed, pulled the wheelchair over, and skillfully moved into it. The movements were fluid and effortless, as he was already used to it.

His parents aren't home today, so he has to make his own breakfast.

Although I have a "home synthesizer" at home, the things it produces are... well, let's just say they're not great.

It's edible, but not tasty. Compared to truly handmade food, it's a far cry from real delicacies.

Speaking of which, this synthesizer is a genius creation.

It is said to have been created by Lady Black Tower, the 83rd member of the Genius Club, and mass-produced by the Interstellar Peace Corporation.

But compared to the achievements of the Black Tower woman's life, this "little thing" seems like something she made casually.

But this seemingly casual creation has directly impacted the "food" problem on a significant portion of the world's planets.

Genius!

Lin Si shook her head and pushed her wheelchair out the door.

The mornings in Changle are very quiet.

People in Xianzhou love to drink tea and play cards, but that's something they do around noon or in the afternoon. Right now, the streets are sparsely populated, with only a few elderly people doing morning exercises or vendors heading to the early market.

However, low pedestrian traffic does not mean low patrol numbers of Yunqi soldiers.

Therefore, Lin Si wasn't too worried about encountering 'criminals' at this spot.

Lin Si pushed the wheelchair toward Youxiating, preparing to take the Star Chariot.

As he passed by the mansion next door, he heard some noise.

"Green Hibiscus, you will wait for your destined one at Ruomu Pavilion in Changletian."

"Yes, Lord Ziyueji!"

Lin Si: "......."

Lin Si's lips twitched.

Forget green hibiscus and purple roses, I prefer gray peony.

He glanced to the side and saw two young men standing at the entrance of the mansion. One of them, dressed in light green, was nodding earnestly.

Another person, dressed in purple, had a dignified demeanor and appeared to be a senior instructing a junior.

Xianzhou does indeed have many patients with advanced "chuunibyou" (middle school syndrome).

For example, Lin Si knew a guy who liked to write poetry. He gave each of the machines he made a code name, and the code for each machine could "write poetry".

However, that guy belongs to the Vidyadhara clan.

Lin Si understood that the people of the Vidyadhara clan liked to show off.

Could it be that these two guys are also from the Vidyadhara clan?

He shrugged, not thinking much of it.

The Star Chariot docking point was right next to the Leisure Pavilion. Lin Si secured her wheelchair and told the helmsman, "Star Chariot, Central Hub of the Sea, Xuan Ye Avenue."

The starship rose steadily, passing through several layers of clouds at a very fast speed.

Lin Si leaned back in her chair, watching the scenery outside the window change from rows of buildings to a vast sea of ​​clouds, and then gradually into the unique blend of water and sky characteristic of Xingchahai.

In less than the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, they arrived at Xuanye Avenue.

He pushed his wheelchair off the Star Chariot and took a deep breath.

If you have to say something, you should go out for a walk and breathe some fresh air from time to time.

The Starship Sea Central Hub of the Immortal Ship is always the most bustling place, because it is not only the first stop for receiving tourists, which is equivalent to the 'face' of the Immortal Ship, but also the place where the Tianbo Company's Chamber of Commerce conducts business with people from all over the world.

Even early in the morning, the streets were already bustling with people.

Shops gradually opened, and shop assistants were wiping signs and arranging goods at the entrance.

On Xuanye Avenue, there is a private kitchen called "Zhiwei Shengyuan", a centuries-old establishment that Lin Si's family frequents.

"Young Master Lin? So early?"

A voice came from the side, tinged with surprise, a hint of laughter, and the soft, characteristic tone of a fox-person.

Lin Si looked in the direction of the voice, smiled and greeted them.

"Sister Tingyun, I came over to get something to eat. Have you eaten yet? Want to eat together?"

Tingyun walked over quickly and naturally pushed Lin Si's wheelchair.

Today she was wearing a red chamber of commerce uniform, her hair was neatly tied in a bun, and the downy fur on her tail swayed slightly in the morning breeze.

Tingyun and his mother were colleagues, both belonging to the fox-human clan, and she had practically watched him grow up. However, because of the significant age difference between them, Lin Si had no choice but to call her "elder sister."

Because if you called her "Auntie," this Sister Tingyun would be very sarcastic and sarcastic. After a while, even Lin Si couldn't stand it, so she simply started calling her "Sister."

"Young Master Lin has difficulty walking, why didn't you have your private chef deliver it?"

Tingyun's voice was gentle and soft, but Lin Si could tell that there was a hint of probing in her words.

Lin Si shrugged.

"The Minghuo Merchant Guild is all over the Immortal Ships. Isn't Sister Tingyun also going to travel with the guild to do business all over the world?"

Tingyun chuckled and gently shook her head.

"Young Master Lin is as eloquent as ever."

She paused.

"If you're interested in the future, why not come to the Chamber of Commerce and help your sister out?"

"Everyone knows that my sister is a master at business, so she doesn't need my meager help."

Tingyun raised her hand and gently tapped Lin Si's head.

The force wasn't strong, but the meaning was clear; she realized the boy was being sarcastic towards her.

"What would you like to eat? It's my treat."

Her tone became casual.

"It just so happens that my sister has a question she needs to ask Young Master Lin."

Lin Si smiled.

"Then I won't be polite!"

Tingyun chuckled and pushed him toward Zhiwei Shengyuan.

"If you can eat your sister out of house and home, that'll be a real skill of yours."

Zhiwei Shengyuan is located in the middle section of Xuanye Avenue. The storefront is not large, but the interior is a hidden gem.

The owner and head chef, Mr. Gao Tang, is an expert in all kinds of meat dishes.

"Uncle Gao!"