In America, my cousin, Supergirl Kara...

"I never thought I'd have to do this whitewashing even though I have system power," Li Xiao muttered to himself.

His hands didn't stop moving. With a sizzling sound, Li Xiao evenly spread a shovelful of putty on the wall. He then picked up another shovel and smoothed it out, blurting out "Put on some putty!" without thinking.

After shouting, he looked down. Kara stood motionless below, her two large, blue eyes staring intently at him. "Have you been on fentanyl?"

"What I meant was for you to carry the bucket up to the scaffolding," Li Xiao coughed. "You don't even have that much teamwork."

boom!

The bucket was slammed hard against the shelf, causing it to shake, but Li Xiao remained motionless, as steady as a rock.

"Hey, you're being very rude!" Li Xiao exclaimed as he scooped up a shovelful of soil and felt the ground shake violently. "Don't move! I'm helping you renovate your house right now. You're responsible if you fall!"

Kara then removed her hand from the scaffolding, and finally carried the half-bucket to Bruce's shelf.

Li Xiao's skill is precise and fast, and the wall surface he scrapes is smooth and even.

Bruce was much worse; his brushes either had air bubbles or weren't spread evenly. But thankfully, he was willing to make repeated adjustments, so he managed to get it to a passable standard.

"This is outrageous. Are they even better at working than normal people?" Bruce sighed inwardly.

I feel like I'm being completely outmatched in every way.

After spending the entire morning cleaning, the room was finally spotless. Li Xiao looked at the pristine white walls and nodded in satisfaction.

As long as it doesn't rain, it will be air-dried in a couple of days. Then, do the same in the living room and your own room, and then stick it on the wall, and it will be perfect.

If I learn a new skill, I can easily earn $30 an hour at the job market.

Li Xiao thought to himself.

Kara took off her raincoat and went to the sink to wash the dirt off her face. Then she untied the inner straps, and as the restraints were removed, her plump breasts bounced and rose in proud curves.

She went to the shoe rack and examined the pair of genuine leather high heels closely. She didn't recall ever buying such shoes before.

"I bought these especially for you. Try them on and see if they fit." He had no use for the succubus's shoes, and besides, his cousin would go crazy from time to time, so these shoes would be perfect for her.

Kara picked up the shoes, looked at them, took off her flat shoes, and put them on.

"Hmm, very good." A hint of satisfaction flashed in Kara's eyes. "I don't feel any soreness in my arches at all when I step on it. You're quite savvy, kid. Since you gave it to me, I'll reluctantly accept it."

"If you don't want it, I'll give it to Corinna."

"Would a rich woman need your shoes?" Kara rolled her eyes. "I'm poor, they're perfect for me. I have to go to work now. What do you want to eat tonight? I'll get it for you."

Finally, he showed some conscience, and Li Xiao felt relieved.

"Whatever, just make it however you like, but make a large portion, no desserts."

"Remember to close the door," Kara nodded, then started the pickup truck and sped out the door.

Li Xiao watched Kara disappear at the end of the alley before turning back into the house and pulling the roller shutter closed.

Bruce was squatting in the living room, wiping the plaster off the wall with a rag. He was working very carefully, not even missing the crevices in the corners of the wall.

"Take a break," Li Xiao said, snatching the rag from his hand. "You're starving and still working like crazy. Eat something and take a nap later, it won't make a difference if you work a little longer."

Bruce nodded, stood up abruptly, and felt a wave of dizziness wash over him. He barely managed to hold onto the wall to avoid fainting. He closed his eyes to calm his racing heart before asking, "Is your cousin's name Kara El?"

"You guessed pretty accurately," Li Xiao raised an eyebrow and tossed the rag into the water. "But she doesn't have any superpowers, she's just an ordinary person."

"Does she usually argue with you like this?" Bruce asked, sitting on the sofa.

"Pretty much," Li Xiao said, taking out some food from the refrigerator. "I'm used to it. She's just sharp-tongued, but she's not a bad person at heart. If she hadn't taken me in, I would have been sharing a tent with homeless people long ago."

Bruce was surprised by the last sentence. He had witnessed Li Xiao's strength firsthand, yet he had fallen to such a state. It seemed that Li Xiao also had a sad past. For a moment, Bruce felt that Li Xiao was in the same boat as him.

Dude, what's with that pitying look in your eyes?

Why does it feel like our identities have been switched? Li Xiao's face was full of black lines.

"I came to America because I couldn't go to school in China, not because I was destitute," Li Xiao explained patiently.

Bruce nodded, acknowledging Li Xiao's statement. Li Xiao felt a headache coming on. Oh well, let this guy imagine things if he wants.

"Any dietary restrictions? Can I eat peanuts?" Li Xiao was preparing to stir-fry peanuts and mix them with parsley to make a cold beef dish. This was the kind of dish that goes well with rice.

"No, I'm allergic to peanuts," Bruce quickly stood up. "It could be fatal."

Li Xiao was speechless. Are allergies this severe in foreign countries? He had never seen any news reports of people dying from peanut allergies in China.

Are Americans just too delicate?

"Okay, then let's make tomato beef brisket."

"Thank you for your help," Bruce said, walking into the kitchen. "I'll help too. What do I need to do?"

"Slice the tomatoes," Li Xiao said, handing him three tomatoes. "And while you're at it, rinse the rice."

He turned around and started cutting the beef into cubes, heated the corn oil and then put the beef cubes into the pot to simmer. In the meantime, he poured the rinsed rice into the rice cooker. A moment later, the aroma of cooked meat wafted from the kitchen.

Thick tomato sauce slowly seeped through the tender beef, wisps of steam rising and glistening. Li Xiao then casually crushed two cloves of garlic and tossed them in. The garlic quickly melted into a snow-white paste, instantly elevating the aroma. Bruce had never known that cooking could be so smooth and effortless; wasn't it just about throwing ingredients in and stewing them together?

They carried the beef and rice cooker into the living room and began to feast. Bruce was surprisingly able to accept the taste; in fact, he ate three large bowls of rice until he was full and burping before stopping.

"Thank you so much, I really enjoyed the meal today!" Bruce burped repeatedly, and Li Xiao wondered if he might throw up any second.

"It's rare that you didn't find it unpalatable," Li Xiao said, cutting two slices of lemon and putting them in the water to "cut through the richness."

"I don't really like sweets," Bruce said, slowly sipping his drink. "I think your cooking is perfect. I'll do the dishes later."

"Okay, let's take a break at noon and then continue," Li Xiao said before going upstairs. Sitting on his bed, he took out a piece of draft paper and wrote down the test questions from the day he went to the library. Then he solved them one by one. With his current mental strength, doing this was a piece of cake.

The afternoon flew by, and by the time Li Xiao and Bruce finished scraping and painting the living room, it was already seven o'clock in the evening.

Just then, my cell phone rang in my pocket. I opened it and saw that it was Queser answering.

"Haha, Connor, have you missed your brother?"

"Another match tonight?" Li Xiao took off his raincoat and threw it on the ground with a splattering sound. It was covered with a thick layer of putty.

"Ha, I can't hide it from you anymore. Where should I pick you up? The fight starts at eight tonight, don't miss it!"

"No need, I'll take a taxi over later. I know the address, I'll be there soon."