[System Prompt: The concepts of "appearance replacement" and "custom skins" have been studied, and you have obtained permission to download a new mod.]
[System Prompt: Downloading the Custom Steve mod has started.]
[System Prompt: Downloading the Custom Steve mod is complete. Load now?]
[System Prompt: Custom Steve mod successfully loaded.]
[System Prompt: Since you've downloaded and run a new mod, you've received a lucky block that randomly selects an item from any known mod.]
Accompanied by a series of system prompt sounds, Fang Mo felt a surge of unfamiliar information entering his mind. At the same time, in Steve's inventory, there was a colorful lucky block.
"Oh, this is great," Fang Mo exclaimed as he noticed the lucky block.
However, Raven, who was nearby, couldn't believe what she was seeing. Her face was filled with disbelief.
"Wait... did you actually just touch my shoulder and make it work?" Raven hesitated before asking cautiously.
Raven was starting to understand what Emma had told her before.
"You must be really lucky," Fang Mo replied, not realizing what Raven was thinking. He was focused on the lucky block and the mod. He even hummed a happy tune, "I only had to touch it, and it worked perfectly. It would have been a real pain if I had only completed half of it, wouldn't it?"
"..." Raven remained silent, her expression subtly complex as she looked at Fang Mo.
"Huh?" Fang Mo was taken aback by Raven's reaction. "Wait... are you getting the wrong idea?"
"No, I'm not. I didn't. Don't make assumptions," Raven quickly shook her head. She couldn't possibly admit it. That would only cause trouble.
"Well... it seems you're misunderstanding something," Fang Mo frowned and touched his forehead. "Sister, you've got quite the vivid imagination. I'm really not what you think."
"Oh, right, right, right..." Raven quickly nodded. "I understand. It's okay. Don't worry about what others think."
"Damn, can't I explain it clearly?" Fang Mo slapped his forehead. "No, don't push me, or Charles will hate me..."
"Charles?" Raven chuckled self-deprecatingly. "He sees me as his little sister. He won't be bothered by these things."
"Is it possible that...," Fang Mo absentmindedly stroked his chin and tentatively said, "Maybe Charles is the one who can't perform, and I just haven't found the right person?"
"...," Raven didn't say anything, but her gaze towards Fang Mo seemed to say, "Do you really think I believe you?"
"Maybe Charles has a mind-reading fetish?" Fang Mo shrugged. "He gets excited by delving into people's secrets and stuff. After all, people who mess with minds and those who mess with time have something in common. Just look at how popular the time-stop and hypnosis series are..."
"So you're saying you just haven't found the right person?" Raven finally grasped what Fang Mo meant. At that moment, her blue scales transformed, and she took on the appearance of a black-haired young girl, emphasizing her alluring legs and black stockings. "What about this?"
"Hmm?" Fang Mo was momentarily stunned by the sight.
"I heard from Emma that you don't like blond hair and blue eyes. So how about this?" Raven smiled confidently. "Or maybe you could be direct and tell me your preferences? And I don't just mean age."
"You look really nice," Fang Mo said, glancing at Raven.
In that moment, Fang Mo had to admit that Raven had a certain appeal. It explained why some people wanted to claim her in fanfiction.
"Are you coming?" Raven asked with a smile.
"Sure." Fang Mo stood up immediately. "But since you've struck a chord with me, it's only fair that I do something for you as well."
As he said that, Fang Mo's thoughts flickered.
Suddenly, his body turned into a white light and transformed into the appearance of Charles.
"Charles!?" Raven widened her eyes in astonishment. "How... How is this possible? Did you copy my mutant ability?"
"It's analysis," Fang Mo, as Charles, smiled deliberately in his tone. "Observation, understanding, and reconstruction. Raven, it's quite simple. It's not much different from telepathy. As a genius, I can certainly do it."
"You..." Raven looked at Charles' face and felt an odd sense of discomfort deep within her heart. It made her uneasy. "Forget it. It seems you're really not interested in me."
Raven transformed back into her original form, covered in blue scales.
"What about you and me?" Fang Mo, still in Charles' appearance, continued. "Raven, I apologize for treating you like a little sister before. It seems you've grown up, and I need to get to know you in a different way..."
"Hmm?" Raven seemed momentarily stunned, curious about Fang Mo's words.
"You're still young, young lady," Fang Mo patted Raven's shoulder with a smile. "As a true warrior of love, let me give you some advice. If it's your first love, experience a genuine relationship. Of course, if you want to seduce me, that's not impossible either. We can explore that when we're older and full of desire. We have plenty of time ahead of us."
"What's the point of a genuine relationship if it only leads to heartbreak?" Raven shook her head. "Charles doesn't want to stand by my side. No matter how chaotic the world becomes, he just wants to blend in..."
"Then find someone else," Fang Mo suggested.
"Hank is the same," Raven sighed. "Do you know? He brought me two potions before, claiming they could remove my blue skin, as if it were something repulsive. But I've never found it repulsive. That's what sets us apart."
"So you turned to Erik? Or me?" Fang Mo rubbed his chin. "Erik can appreciate your beauty. Why not give it a try?"
"So you think I'm ugly too?" Raven asked.
"Not at all," Fang Mo pondered and replied. "My opinion is different from Charles or Erik. They both have extreme views. One wants you to be like an ordinary person, while the other wants you to remain in your mutant form. It's like forcing someone to eat only sweet or salty rice dumplings for their entire life. It's ridiculous, isn't it?"
"What do you think, then?" Raven, intrigued, asked. She was hearing this perspective for the first time.
"I think you'd be great at role-playing. You could easily make millions if you give it a try," Fang Mo shrugged.
"Are you serious?" Raven's eye twitched.
"Well, I was just joking," Fang Mo raised his hands and said. "To me, you are you. You have flaws and strengths. Admittedly, your blue appearance may contradict traditional aesthetics, but at the same time, you can transform in countless ways. As someone who appreciates diversity, I find it amazing. I believe that when you love someone, you should accept them completely because it's the combination of those flaws and strengths that make them unique in the world, don't you think?"
"So..." Raven thought for a moment and couldn't help but ask, "Can I be that unique person?"
"
Sorry, you can't," Fang Mo shook his head. "Just like no one can replace Charles, maybe you'll never have him in this lifetime. But at least you'll never forget him, right?"
"You're right," Raven nodded. "I feel like I understand something now. Thank you for your guidance."
"If you understand, then go now. I need some time alone," Fang Mo waved his hand, wanting to enjoy his new ability as Customized Steve a bit longer, so he dismissed her.
"Emma was right, you're truly an odd person," Raven couldn't help but laugh. After their conversation, she didn't find Fang Mo as intimidating as she initially thought. "I came here to enlighten you, but it seems I found enlightenment for myself instead..."
"Well, that's to be expected. I am a master of love, after all," Fang Mo tilted his head back and said. "When those kids were dating, I gave them a lot of advice... even if it all ended in failure, my contribution was undeniable."
"That's true, your contribution is undeniable," Raven said, covering her forehead with her hand.
"Alright, enough. Go find your little Erik," Fang Mo impatiently waved his hand, and the door opened automatically. "I don't need your banter. I've reached my quota for sarcasm."
"Then I'll take my leave," Raven nodded and prepared to leave.
But just as she was about to leave, she heard Fang Mo's voice from behind, "Wait."
"Hmm?" Raven turned around and saw something being thrown towards her. She instinctively caught it and realized it was a heavy golden apple.
"Eat it when you have the chance," Fang Mo said. "Erik's path won't be easy, and when you face hardships, remember not to give up."
"Thank you," Raven held the golden apple and looked deeply at Fang Mo. She knew it was valuable. "I hope you can also pursue what you truly desire."
"Alright, enough with the sentimentality. Close the door when you leave," Fang Mo impatiently waved his hand.
Raven didn't say anything and turned around to leave, closing the door behind her. Once Raven was gone, Fang Mo's composed demeanor vanished. He quickly jumped off the couch and excitedly ran towards the bathroom.
"Hahaha, it's time to embrace the power of Customized Steve!"