Kisaragi's Long-Strange Collection Notes

Chen Meimei suddenly moved aside and came diagonally to a stall.

The stall owner, hidden inside his coat, was startled by him.

Cassan noticed his unusual behavior and followed him. After glancing at the stall owner, she whispered in Chen Meimei's ear:

"Don't cause trouble, this is our association's booth, and this person is Leng Ruxue."

Chen Meimei whispered in Cassandra's ear, "He was so well covered up, how did you recognize him?"

"I study dance and have research on subtle human postures. We often meet and participate in activities together in the society, so I know some of his subtle standing postures."

"He's so rich, he has a huge collection of treasures."

"Of course it's not his personal property, it belongs to our entire organization. He's just a reseller. Where would the Mysterious One get so much stock? Every stall here is part of an organization."

"Oh, great! You guys have this kind of connection but didn't even ask me. I also have some treasures to sell."

"Where would a fresh-out-of-school recruit like you get such a treasure? Nobody's asking you."

Chen Meimei and Cassandra were whispering to each other over here.

The stall owner got angry and deliberately put on a high-pitched voice: "If you're not going to buy, get out of here. Don't block my way."

Chen Meimei looked at him with great suspicion; this didn't sound like Leng Ruxue's voice at all.

"Master's wife, are you sure it's him?"

"If you want to be sure, there's a way. Leng Ruxue has a weakness that few people know about: he loves to tell corny jokes, but he can't stand them. As soon as he hears one, he breaks down and can't help but burst into laughter."

Chen Meimei walked forward suspiciously.

"Brother, don't rush. You need to stay calm to do business. I just realized something: all these years I've been neither competing nor grabbing, and sure enough, I haven't gotten anything."

Upon hearing this, the stall owner seemed to be provoked by something, and tried his best to suppress it, his body trembling uncontrollably inside his pocket.

Alright, confirmed. Even such a cold statement can trigger this. This must be Vice President Leng Ruxue.

After confirming, Chen Meimei took a step back and returned to Cassan's side.

"Master's wife, the vice president's weakness is too obvious. If others find out, he'll be finished."

"You wish. He's only doing this to his own people because he doesn't want to reveal his identity. Otherwise, if he knew this weakness of his, he would have found a solution long ago."

"What method?"

"He tells a sneer himself, and for every few jokes others tell, he responds with a few of his own, which negates the effect. Do you think anyone has as many sneers as he does?"

Chen Meimei shook her head repeatedly.

Comparing Leng Ruxue to lame jokes? That's practically challenging someone else's profession with your hobby. Lame jokes are Leng Ruxue's [mysterious] way of making a living, her bread and butter.

Now that she'd confirmed they were on her side, Chen Meimei decided not to resort to any complicated tactics.

Go straight ahead and find the high-intensity mysterious item that Xiao Hong mentioned.

He pointed to a huge, square object: "Boss, how much is this mattress?"

The stall owner was surprised: "What do you need this mattress for?"

"Sleep, what else is a mattress for? Stop talking nonsense and give me a price."

"Give me 500 years," the stall owner said, directly quoting the "cost price."

"Is shipping free? I don't want to carry it home myself."

"Bag."

"Let's make this clear first, I live on the 18th floor, so you have to deliver it to my door."

The stall owner, completely bewildered, replied, "No problem."

The deal was quickly finalized.

Chen Meimei looked at the mattress she had just received and felt very happy.

The red text remained in his field of vision.

[[Sleep Embrace]: A very soft, slightly sagging mattress. When you lie down, you will be gently enveloped and sink into it until you are completely nestled in the mattress, immediately entering a deep sleep.]

[Side effect: In an environment of excessive comfort and escapism, people become unwilling to get up and face reality, causing the indentations on the mattress to deepen and eventually trap them permanently. [Intensity] 9]

"Xiao Hong, is the mattress's strength also due to my [immortality]?"

Yes, but even if you lose your super immortality, this mattress still has a minimum strength of 6.

'6? 9? 69? Something feels off.'

Without anyone reminding her, Chen Meimei knew how to use the mattress.

When he was in Hengyue, he wanted to return to his original Hengyue body, which required him to be unconscious or asleep. He didn't want to be knocked unconscious every time.

With this mattress, he can freely switch between different modes.

After leaving the market, Chen Meimei and Cassan each drove a sedan chair home.

Not long after I got home, the delivery person arrived and brought the mattress to my door.

"Just leave it at the door, thank you for your hard work." Chen Meimei saw the delivery driver off.

Blue and white porcelain and the cycle walked to the door.

"Meow, what's this?"

"Haha, this is my launcher. I'll put it in another room for now. I won't need it usually."

This [Sleeping Embrace] shouldn't be used casually.

Chen Meimei isn't afraid of the side effects of the mattress at night, but if he falls asleep and it's past 6 a.m., he'll have to bear the side effects himself.

Tonight's gains weren't just about the mattress.

After many days of hard work, Chen Meimei finally finished weaving his moonlight wings.

The wings are red, white, and yellow, woven according to the shape of angel wings in my memory.

It's not that each of the three colors occupies one-third; rather, it changes color according to the moonlight on any given night. This is a new effect that Chen Meimei achieved after further developing her moonlight abilities.

Tonight, the rainbow moon has red wings.

Wearing wings, Chen Meimei carefully moved low in the air inside the house.

He was like a toddler learning to walk, wobbling and stumbling, and would occasionally fall to the ground.

He slipped and fell unexpectedly onto his newly bought mattress, instantly falling asleep.

Seeing the overjoyed Chen Meimei asleep, Chunshui finally expressed her confusion:

"What's the use of these moonlight wings? With me here, I can conjure up wings on his back and let him take off."

Blue and white porcelain, cycle, pineapple: ...

You have this function? Why didn't you say so sooner?

Chen Meimei doesn't need them, but the Moonlight Wings still have significant value.

These wings aren't just for Chen Meimei.

While Chen Meimei was asleep, Qinghua and Lunhuan rushed to put on the wings and began to try flying in the air. It was their first time flying, and they showed unusual excitement.

After they had played enough, everyone worked together to shake Chen Meimei awake.

Bobo had been watching for a while, and was very envious. It secretly moved closer to the mattress:

"Chen Meimei, can you design wings that can be used on roast chicken?"