What kind of divination am I doing?

Lu Qiao looked at Liu Lian's sarcastic words and smiled wryly: "I haven't even used my power yet, have I?"

Although Lu Qiao said that, he also noticed something strange. Unlike the previous two, Liu Lian should have been asleep by now.

Lu Qiao had no idea what Liu Lian was doing and thought that her severe insomnia was so bad that even the dragon scales had no effect on her.

But Lu Qiao knew that if the dragon scales had no effect, then pointing at them himself wouldn't do any good.

Just as Luqiao was at a loss, a woman's voice came from afar: "Manager, our cat is lost!"

The crowd's attention was first drawn to the sound, and then to the person.

The person who arrived was Monica, wearing a backless dress, who patted the onlookers in front of her and said, "Excuse me, please move aside!"

To everyone else, it was hard to believe that a foreigner could speak Chinese so fluently.

The onlookers stared in disbelief and made way for Monica.

Once inside the room, Monica smiled and said sweetly to Lu Qiao, "The black cat is missing. We need to go look for it."

Liu Lian gritted her teeth and said, "If you don't make a move now, you'll be declared the loser!"

"What's the rush!" Lu Qiao retorted, knowing full well that the black cat couldn't possibly be lost, but Monica was definitely there to help.

Monica chuckled and patted Lu Qiao on the shoulder. "Manager, hurry up and finish what you're doing here. Let's go find the cat. You have something dirty on your forehead, let me wipe it off for you!"

As Monica spoke, she first tossed her hair.

From other people's perspectives, they can't see what Monica is doing.

From Lu Qiao's perspective, it was very clear that when Monica touched her hair, her index finger touched her temple, and the light spot was pulled out from her temple, and then naturally touched Lu Qiao.

A fragment of Monica's memory, carrying a heartfelt message, entered Lu Qiao's mind:

"Back then, someone shared their memories with me, allowing me to learn this technique. I'm copying the memories of the forgetting technique onto you!"

Monica's memories swirled in Lu Qiao's mind, like a movie playing in his head.

It's like taking a step back, a hundred-year memory fragment, but this forgotten person is a memory teaching fragment.

Lu Qiao then realized that the forgetting technique in this memory was not taught by Monica, but by an old man.

So, was Monica's amnesia technique given to her by someone else?

Almost instantly, Lu Qiao learned it. Calling it magic is actually more like editing; it's like opening a Premiere Pro or a similar program like CapCut in someone else's head and then editing a movie for them within their brain.

Lu Qiao stood in front of Liu Lian and poked Liu Lian's head with his hand.

The bridge's magic wasn't very strong, but Monica didn't let go.

This was a real helping hand; with Monica's magic, he began to become an editing master.

When a person's memories are all in front of them, there are many things that can be done.

For example, delete every night you can't fall asleep.

Exams, quizzes, internships, defenses, and all-nighters writing papers.

With each draft of the proposal submitted, all anxiety was dispelled.

The road and bridge operation was smooth, and the intention was clear.

Monica, who was standing to the side, understood what Lu Qiao wanted to do and started writing directly in Liu Lian's memory: You learn very quickly, much faster than when I first started, but your technique is a bit lacking. I'll demonstrate it for you, and you should mainly focus on my skills.

After Monica finished speaking, she erased the words written in Liu Lian's memory.

Monica then began to modify Liu Lian's memories according to Lu Qiao's intentions.

Simply filter by timeline, focusing on the evenings, and cut off any memories of not sleeping past midnight.

Filter the cut-out content, keeping only the important events and discarding everything else.

Monica's movements were fluid and graceful, and Lu Qiao naturally realized where he was lacking. What Monica taught him was experience and a way of thinking.

Then Monica went from back to front, and Lu Qiao went from front to back.

The two of them worked together to sort through Liu Lian's memories from the past twenty-eight years.

Lu Qiao even specially chose a night when Liu Lian felt most at ease to replace the current time, so that Liu Lian's thoughts and state could fall asleep.

With the two of them working together, it felt like a long time had passed, but it was only half a minute.

During that half minute, Liu Lian had fallen asleep, breathing evenly with a peaceful expression.

Lu Qiao released his grip, looked at everyone, and said, "Asleep, right?"

Everyone stared in disbelief at Liu Lian, who was sleeping in front of them.

Lu Qiao then lifted the blanket, causing everyone to gasp in surprise.

Everyone saw that Liu Lian had several bloody holes in her legs, which caused the crowd to gasp in shock.

This is what I saw when Luqiao was editing; it's clear that Liu Lian is truly ruthless towards herself.

Lu Qiao reached out and pulled the pin off Liu Lian's thigh: "You're really ruthless, trying to avoid sleeping!"

Some people applauded, some cheered, and Lu Qiao put his index finger to his lips and made a shushing sound.

"Don't disturb their sleep," Lu Qiao said, handing the pin to Liu Bo.

Liu Bo stepped forward, took the item, and frowned: "What's this girl doing?!"

Lu Qiao helped Liu Lian remove her glasses and placed them next to her pillow, while also reaching under the pillow to pull out a sachet.

Liu Bo took the pin, threw it away, and returned, anxiously asking, "Is my daughter alright?"

"It's nothing serious, just apply some iodine. Let her sleep, it's rare for her to fall asleep. She can keep this by her bedside from now on, she'll never have insomnia again," Lu Qiao said, handing her the sachet.

Lu Qiao understood that although he and Monica had worked together to eliminate each other's anxiety.

But I also know that the other person's habits can't be changed, and they will have difficulty sleeping when under pressure.

So this sachet had to be given. Liu Bo took the sachet, smelled it, and nodded: "Thank you, it smells very reassuring."

Everyone thinks it might be fake, but it could also be the legendary hypnosis.

Everyone was shocked, but also very satisfied with the performance.

"Oh, right, when she wakes up, have her bring her textbooks over to teach." Lu Qiao said, then left the scene with Monica.

Liu Bo was left to call someone to apply iodine and medicine. At this time, although Liu Lian was not snoring, she was grinding her teeth very loudly.

The sound of teeth grinding echoed in the lobby. After the female employee finished dealing with the situation, she covered herself with a blanket.

The female employee asked Liu Bo if he should have someone move Manager Liu Lian to the sixth floor.

After all, it's a bit embarrassing for a young woman to be sleeping and grinding her teeth in the lobby, especially for a manager like that.

Liu Bo refused, but told Xing to fulfill the agreement with Lu Qiao.

Embarrassing? It's time to embarrass myself once.

Zhao Chengpeng then came up and looked at Liu Bo: "Isn't this a bit much for promoting Luqiao?"

Liu Bo smiled wryly: "It's not some kind of publicity. Come on, let's go to your place for lunch. I'll explain this embarrassing situation to you."

……

Lu Qiao, supported by Monica, walked out of the crowd and headed towards the castle.

Naturally, many eyes were drawn to Luqiao and Monica.

Lu Qiao was a little shy being helped like this, but Monica didn't seem to care at all.

As Lu Qiao walked, he asked in a low voice, "Where does magic come from?"

Monica replied, "Just as men are stronger than women, magical women are stronger than men. In the beginning, magic power is very shallow, like carrying heavy objects. Someone who hasn't trained will get tired quickly if they carry ten or twenty kilograms. But if you keep training, you will become more durable and be able to lift heavier objects."

"Magic power, like physical strength, can be cultivated later in life," Lu Qiao realized.

Monica explained, "Then there are magical artifacts that can help. Magical artifacts can be roughly divided into two types: one that can store magic power, and the other that can enhance the magic power released. When the two are combined, you can have considerable combat power. Each race has different magic power reserves. Humans are relatively weak in magic. Ancient records show that even untrained elves could easily match the great mages of humanity back then. Therefore, humans can only rely on equipment to freely release magic."

"Is it really that weak?" Lu Qiao complained helplessly.

"That's not it. Humanity's strength lies in its skillful use of tools. Look at the airplanes, tanks, and cannons on Earth now. When they actually enter the battlefield, the alien races have a hard time fighting them. Humanity's magic power is weak, but its research into magical artifacts is top-notch. Humanity uses various tools to make up for the gap between itself and the alien races," Monica explained.

Lu Qiao asked, "Where can I buy magical artifacts?"

"They're everywhere. You can even find goblin and dwarf blacksmiths to make them. Each race has different blacksmithing techniques, skill levels, and application points, so you have to mix and match the effects yourself. It's a skill." Monica said as she led the way across the road and back into the castle.

Nothing happened that afternoon, except for a few guests who came in.

Charlotte handles the easy-to-deal-with guests, while Monica takes care of the picky ones.

Luqiao sometimes really has a misconception: Monica isn't an elf at all, isn't she just a pure succubus?

Monica would also teach Charlotte some tips, such as to be honest with each other, of course, the degree of honesty is very important, and sometimes what you can't see is more effective than what you can see.

Lu Qiaoguang blushed as he listened from the side, and dared not peek out to see what was going on.

Monica even asked Charlotte if she had a cell phone, saying she would help her register for social media accounts and that she would use her own account to create a collaborative campaign to help her build her first batch of fans.

In the evening, Luqiao made a phone call and, citing his large appetite, casually ordered four dishes and a soup.

Three people and one cat, four dishes and one soup, one bowl of rice divided into four portions, this is quite a meal.

While eating, Charlotte excitedly shouted while looking at her phone, "Sis, I have eight thousand followers!"

Lu Qiao doesn't even need to know what Monica had Charlotte send; it just goes to show how many repressed people there are on the internet.

A knock came at the door, and Luqiao wondered who it could be.

Liu Lian entered, and Lu Qiao only realized what was happening after she put down four books.

"Luqiao! I'm a man of my word, who wants tutoring in chemistry?" Liu Lian shouted.

Everyone held their food and looked at Liu Lian. After she finished speaking, Liu Lian saw that everyone was eating, so she stepped back and called out, "You guys eat first, I'll wait at the door."

Helpless, Liu Lian moved to a bench by the door to wait. She subconsciously glanced at the people in the room and noticed something: apart from Lu Qiao, the other two girls were really pretty.

I've met Monica Liu Lian before, and the other one is kind of cute. Could this be the student?

After everyone finished eating, Lu Qiao tidied up the tables and chairs, then pulled Charlotte to find Liu Lian at the door.

Lu Qiao looked at Liu Lian and saw that she was in much better spirits. Since she was in good spirits, it was a good time for her to teach.

Lu Qiao patted Charlotte on the shoulder: "This is Charlotte, your student for the past three days. This is Liu Lian, your teacher for the past three days. Please get to know each other."

Charlotte put down her four books, smiled, and said, "Hello, teacher!"

Liu Lian frowned, looking Charlotte up and down before turning to Lu Qiao: "You make your shop assistants dress like this for work?"

Lu Qiao quickly shook his head: "No! It wasn't me! I didn't let her choose; she chose it herself!"

"No need to say anything, do you think I'd believe you!" Liu Lian retorted.

Lu Qiao gave a helpless, wry smile: "Whether you believe it or not is irrelevant; you're just in trouble with the person!"

"Isn't this an exam? There must be content that will be on the exam, right? I'll just get straight to the point!" Liu Lian retorted.

"I'll check all four books you brought!" Lu Qiao could only make up an excuse.

"Spot checks on all of them? Are you kidding me? Fine, Charlotte, right? How much do you know about chemistry?" Liu Lian looked at Charlotte.

Charlotte tilted her head: "What's chemistry?"

Liu Lian lost her temper, but instead of yelling at Charlotte, she looked at Lu Qiao: "What are you doing? You don't know anything, what am I supposed to teach you!"

Lu Qiao said, "I don't know who it was, but they made a bet of three days and twenty-four hours, and it hasn't even started yet, and they're already saying this won't work and that won't work."

"Alright, alright, I'll teach you from the beginning! I don't know where you found this person. Has she never been to school? She wants to learn chemistry!" Liu Lian picked up the book and began teaching.

Lu Qiao was naturally worried and stood aside listening for a while.

When Liu Lian asked Charlotte, she knew nothing.

The more Liu Lian asked, the stranger it seemed. She kept glancing at Lu Qiao, feeling that Lu Qiao was making things difficult for her.

Lu Qiao listened for ten minutes straight and yawned two or three times.

It's definitely starting from the bottom up; they've already begun memorizing the periodic table.

Unfortunately, Luqiao was stuck and had no choice but to go back to his house. Only when he entered the small room did he realize that it had completely changed.

The staircase still goes up, but a downward passage appears on the right side of the staircase.

Lu Qiao tried walking down and immediately realized that this was a basement that Charlotte had magically created.

Although the buildings here are still in their unfinished state, the lighting and wiring have already been installed.

Switches have already been installed on the wall, and some parts of the wall have been sanded and repaired.

Lu Qiao pressed the switch on the wall. The light switch was old; Charlotte probably found it in some storage room.

The lights were turned on, and the space below was the same size as the space above.

The house has one master bedroom and two secondary bedrooms. Although it looks empty and bare, it is already taking shape.

Two stone beds, one on the left and one on the right, were covered with blankets and quilts.

After confirming that Monica and Charlotte had a place to sleep, Lu Qiao went upstairs to his own room.

Too tired, Luqiao pulled the blanket over himself and drifted off to sleep.

In the middle of the night, Luqiao was sleeping comfortably against the dragon scales.

Charlotte rushed in, crying, and said excitedly:

"Manager, is this considered magic?"

Lu Qiao mumbled, still half-asleep, "How can it not count! It's no different from your Eastern magic!"

"What magic are you talking about? I'm helium, I'm a scoundrel, I'm terrible at gaining and losing electrons; I'm lithium, low density, I bubble up when I encounter water or acid?"