Xingtie, the lazy girl wants to rebel

She followed Qingque quietly, her eyes lowered, as if nothing had happened.

As he left the bedroom, a rich aroma of food hit him in the face, and the feeling of hunger instantly devoured all of Qingque's attention.

86

Chapter 86 I see how charming Black Tower is, and I guess Fu Xuan will see me the same way.

She followed the aroma and saw four dishes and a bowl of soup neatly placed on the dining table.

Next to it was a plate of neatly cut fruit and a bowl of delicate and tender dessert...

Qingque was stunned, his eyes scanning the dining table, he could hardly believe his eyes.

The next second, she rushed to the table in two steps, sat down instantly, and began to carefully examine the dishes:

Stir-fried seasonal vegetables, the green leaves shimmer with an oily luster under the light, with a hint of sweetness in the fragrance;

The golden tofu is soaked in rich sauce, with a fragrant aroma and attractive color.

Tomato scrambled eggs, with bright red tomatoes and tender yellow eggs intertwined, with a perfect balance of sweet and sour;

The meat is grilled to a slightly crispy outside and the inside exudes the aroma of real fresh meat;

A large bowl of steaming chicken soup, with a few plump wolfberries floating on the surface of the clear soup...

"These... can be achieved with 10 credit points?"

Qingque turned around and looked at the black tower behind him with shock.

She had already thought of how to punish the little maid who failed to complete her task.

Now that it's really like this, it's really embarrassing for her, right? ...

But the black tower still looks calm and peaceful.

The violet eyes drooped slightly, and she explained calmly in her usual cold voice:

"Using 10 credits to purchase ingredients from a fresh food platform and prepare four dishes and a soup, the self-discipline module initially determined it was impossible..."

"then you……"

“So I activated the autonomous resource optimization module.”

"Within ten minutes of receiving the order, I invested Master's 10 credits in a high-frequency short-term investment, increasing their value to 300 credits."

"invest?"

Qingque was stunned for a moment.

The maid nodded slightly:

"Using real-time data analysis, we captured a highly volatile small trading market and made multiple rapid buy low and sell high moves."

"Each operation doubled the funds, and eventually the value of 10 credits increased to 300 credits in ten minutes."

"So, the cost of this meal is actually 300 credits?"

"Yes."

After answering, the puppet maid stood obediently beside the dining table, not saying a word...

……

Logically speaking, I only spent 10 credit points, but got a meal worth 300 credit points.

Qingque should have been enjoying the meal with the joy of having gotten a great deal...

But Qingque's eyes fell on the food in front of him, and a hint of hesitation appeared on his face.

Qingque suspected that her little maid had poisoned the food because she was resentful of her for making things difficult for her.

But she suddenly felt that this incident seemed to give her a sense of déjà vu...

She initially only gave the maid a budget of 10 credit points, but asked the maid to make four dishes and a soup for her.

This was originally done by Qingque to make things difficult for her...

But the result?

Not only did this little maid do it, but she also did it flawlessly!

The more Qingque looked at it, the more she felt that this was too similar to her and Fu Xuan’s usual relationship!

Recently, Fu Xuan always threw some tasks to her that seemed impossible to complete, and called it training.

Humph! Isn't this the same thing?

When I see a useful tool, I can’t wait to use it to death!

Qingque laughed at himself, but when he looked at the black tower again, he couldn't help but feel a sense of grief for his fellow man.

"I see how charming Black Tower is, and I think Fu Xuan will see me the same way..."

“What a pity…what a pity…”

However, despite all the complaints, Qingque's stomach would not calm down because of this burst of emotion.

She casually stretched out her chopsticks, picked up a piece of fried tofu and put it into her mouth.

As soon as the tofu entered his mouth, Qingque's originally distracted eyes suddenly lit up, and he seemed to be instantly energized:

"tasty!……"

Qingque instantly immersed himself in the delicious taste, but still asked the black tower beside him vaguely:

"How did you make it so delicious?..."

“Follow the recipe…”

The little maid didn't say a word.

This made Qingque laugh out of anger.

This is like telling people that if they study hard, they can become academicians.

Just a correct nonsense...

But with the delicious food in front of him, Qingque didn't want to continue to fight, so he just started to enjoy the feast...

……

"Ah... I'm so happy..."

"You don't have to clean up the dishes after dinner..."

After a while, Qingque, who had eaten his fill, turned around and collapsed on the sofa. He glanced at Heita who was cleaning the table and couldn't help thinking this in his heart.

"Come to think of it, the Black Tower maid's abilities should be more than just this, right?..."

The satisfied Qingque let his thoughts run wild, but suddenly a strange idea came to his mind.

After the maid had cleared the table and cleaned the kitchen spotlessly, Qingque smiled and took her hand:

"come over!"

Heita tilted his head slightly to look at her, but did not resist and let her pull him to sit on the sofa.

The two sat down side by side, and the air became quiet for a moment.

Qingque propped up his chin, tilted his head to look at the black tower, a teasing smile in his eyes:

"The Black Tower..."

Heita raised his eyes and met her gaze, his violet eyes as calm as water in the sunlight.

"Tell me, is today your birthday?"

Heita looked at Qingque quietly, his eyes were calm, but his tone was as cold as a spring:

“This is my first day of launching.”

"According to human standards, perhaps... it can indeed be considered my birthday."

"Oh? Is that so?"

She supported her chin, blinked her eyes, and her tone suddenly took on a hint of frivolity:

"Then as your host, shouldn't I give you a birthday present to appear respectable?"

Heita didn't seem to notice the teasing in Qingque's tone. He just nodded slightly and answered calmly and formally:

"This body was born to serve the Master..."

"Gifts are not necessary for me, a program..."

"Oh... what a bummer..."

Qingque sighed deliberately, then reached out and patted Heita's shoulder:

"But what if I insist on sending it?"

The black tower's eyes were still empty:

"Master can do whatever he likes to me."

"You don't need to ask for my opinion..."

87

Chapter 87: Knock on the head?

After hearing Heita's words of submissiveness, even Qingque, who had a frivolous look on his face just now, couldn't help but look a little subtle.

"What's going on, this guy..."

"What you said could easily lead to misunderstanding..."

"If you don't know, you might think I'm abusing her..."

Qingque felt that the maid just showed an attitude of indifference to herself, or even letting things go.

just like……

It was as if she had handed over everything she had, even the right to harm her, to her master, Qingque, without reservation...

There is no emotion, no expectation, just so much self-contempt that one doesn't know where to start...

And for a moment, Qingque even imagined what cruel things she had done to this maid, but this girl didn't resist at all, just silently endured the scene...

It actually makes people feel a little...

"Distressed?"

Qingque was startled and shocked by his own thoughts.

She was the unscrupulous owner of the dregs of the human world, so how could she possibly feel this way about a mere mechanical creation?

So he quickly came back to his senses, coughed twice, and tried to hide his momentary soft-heartedness.

"Ahem... Never mind. I won't bother with you about this!"

Qingque turned his face away, shook his head, and threw the thoughts that had just come to his mind into the corner.

Then, Qingque got down to business. She reached into her skirt pocket and fumbled for a while before pulling out a faintly glowing ether coin.

"Since it's a birthday gift, it must be made by myself to make it a unique commemorative gift!"

As he spoke, Qingque held the coin between his fingertips, skillfully mobilized the ether editing technology, and began to reshape the coin.

As Qingque performed real-time calculations, the patterns on the coin's surface began to distort.

Gradually, a slender silver chain extended from the coin, looking as flexible as a trickle of water.

A few seconds later, a simple yet extremely exquisite necklace appeared in Qingque's hand.

The pendant of this necklace is still the same ether coin, but its surface has become more lustrous and restrained, with deep lines, making it look particularly special...

Qingque shook the necklace twice with her fingers, looked at her results with satisfaction, then stood up and walked behind the black tower.

"Come on, lower your head!"

"I'll put it on for you!"

Qingque said casually, with a tone that implied that no one could refuse.