"What do you think about letting her enter the dream realm to help us harvest demons faster?"
On the balcony, Cheng Jinyang expressed his thoughts to Ah Zhi and Miss Wang, asking for their opinions.
"Insignificant, a mere fourth-grade family member won't be able to stir any waves," Wang Wanrou said indifferently, "She doesn't seem like the foolish ones you see everywhere on the streets."
"I don't think so," Xing Yuanzhi expressed her opinion decisively, then glanced at Chu Qingqing, who was still drinking tea in the living room, furrowing her brows as she said, "We don't know enough about her..."
"You said the same thing about Miss Wang at the beginning." Cheng Jinyang pointed out that if safety comes first, you've already violated it once.
"Wanrou's situation is different!" Xing Yuanzhi whispered, "Wang Wanrou has a hold on your secret but Chu Qingqing... Well, Metal Manipulation is indeed quite tempting, it can greatly supplement the team's defensive disadvantage against demons."
But I just don't want to agree! Even if this person was a guy, it would be fine. But why does it have to be another pretty girl!
Are you, Cheng Jinyang, constantly daydreaming about beautiful girls day and night?
Sleazy! Shameless! Disgusting! She cursed fiercely in her heart, Stinking Jinyang!
"Although Chu Qingqing's 'Metal Manipulation' ability is completely overshadowed by my intelligence in terms of importance, it still has some role within the team," Wang Wanrou said calmly. "I think you should put aside the boring jealousy and focus on improving your pitifully low intelligence. This way, even if someone like Zhang Qingqing or Li Qingqing joins in the future, you won't risk being eliminated from the team due to falling behind in abilities."
Xing Yuanzhi:......
I have a vulgar phrase in mind, not sure if I should say it or not. Even though I shouldn't say it, I just can't hold it in...
"Cough, Yuanzhi's Mass Effect can increase the lethality of my Iron Shooting, so she is also an indispensable part of our team," Cheng Jinyang immediately spoke up to defend his fiancée, greatly pleasing Ah Zhi.
"Your Iron Shooting only needs to hit demons; even without a damage boost, it can still crush them. If it misses demons, even with a thousand-fold increase in damage, it's useless. So, what's the point of increasing damage? Increasing the fault tolerance rate is what's needed to enhance the team's combat power!" Wang Wanrou said bluntly.
"Speaking of fault tolerance, isn't Ah Zhi's Light Body Technique increasing fault tolerance? If we miss our shot, we can still run!" argued Cheng Jinyang with her.
Wang Wanrou sneered, "No matter how much the Light Body Technique boosts your speed, can it make you faster than demons?" She continued, "Don't forget, the reason you have to rely on alley terrain to kill demons now is because the shortcoming of your Gravity Manipulation lies in its low firing rate, making it easy to be predicted and dodged. What matters are not mobility and firepower; those are secondary factors!"
"Alright, alright." Seeing Chu Qingqing's strange look from the living room, Xing Yuanzhi didn't want these two to argue anymore, so she called out to her fiancé, "Jinyang, I'm aware of the effects of my abilities myself. You don't have to argue with her for my sake."
"See, she's aware of it herself." Wang Wanrou scoffed, crossing her arms. "Are you still going to keep boasting?"
"Speaking of contributions, aren't you, Miss Wang, the least contributing member of the team?" Cheng Jinyang, irritated by her remark (seriously, I've tolerated you for a long time), deliberately provoked her, saying, "You get out of breath after running a few hundred meters and also the demons aren't interested in your impressive intellect, at best you just hang around us to leech experience!"
"What are you talking about?" Wang Wanrou said inexplicably, "Isn't my unparalleled beauty and astonishing wisdom the most important contribution to boosting team morale?"
Cheng Jinyang: ...
Xing Yuanzhi: ...
Damn, Miss Wang's shamelessness is truly unrivaled in the world!
"As for the role of Metal Manipulation, arguing with me here is pointless," Wang Wanrou sneered, "Practice is the best proof. How about this, I'll implant a Mind Steel Seal on her first, and then let her try to enter the dream with us?"
"Then let's prove it through practice," Xing Yuanzhi sighed, feeling exhausted from the pointless argument.
"Fine." Seeing both of them express their opinions, Cheng Jinyang could only grit his teeth and compromise.
Huh?
Wait a moment.
Wasn't it me, Cheng Jinyang, who initially suggested having Chu Qingqing join the dream? How come now it seems like I was reluctantly persuaded by Miss Wang, unwillingly letting Chu Qingqing join the team?
He paused for a moment, while Miss Wang had already gone back to her room, and Xing Yuanzhi was quietly looking at him:
"Jinyang, what do you think of this Chu Qingqing?" she asked in a low voice.
"Well, what do you mean?" Cheng Jinyang asked, puzzled.
"I mean, so far, what impression has this girl left on you?" Xing Yuanzhi continued to ask.
"It's okay, I guess," Cheng Jinyang thought for a moment and replied, "If you take away the fake smiles, pretentiousness, being overly familiar, shamelessness, persistent pestering, and some hidden troublesome traits, she's still a relatively normal typical young lady from a prominent family."
"Is that so?" Xing Yuanzhi pondered.
Somehow, her mood suddenly improved.
"Shall we go back then?" She smiled again and said.
Cheng Jinyang: ???
Wait, it feels like her affection suddenly increased, what's going on?
Returning to the living room, Cheng Jinyang noticed the covered instant noodle tub on the table and remembered he had soaked the noodles earlier but hadn't eaten them yet.
He picked out a few swollen noodles with a fork... indeed, they were all swollen, such a pity.
"If they're swollen, let's not eat them," Xing Yuanzhi took the instant noodles from his hand, "I remember there's a box of shrimp dumplings in the fridge, I'll cook them."
"It's late already, it's okay," Cheng Jinyang said.
"Are you hungry?" Xing Yuanzhi asked Chu Qingqing sitting on the sofa beside.
"I'll cook," Chu Qingqing stood up, and expressed her kindness, "I rushed here from Qixia District overnight, so my energy is a bit depleted."
"Okay, I'll just have three," Xing Yuanzhi went with the flow.
Although frozen dumplings weren't like raw meat, which she could handle, avoiding touching ingredients was still preferable.
"I'll take six, please," Cheng Jinyang immediately changed his mind.
"What about Wanrou?" Chu Qingqing came to the bedroom door and asked, "Do you want some late-night snacks? Shrimp dumplings."
"Four," Wang Wanrou, holding a paperback book, emerged from the bedroom.
So the three masters of the house sat on the sofa, waiting for Chu Qingqing, the guest from afar, to cook dumplings for them.
"In fact, having Miss Qingqing join us isn't bad," Cheng Jinyang sighed as he watched her graceful figure in the kitchen. "With her around, we can delegate kitchen tasks in the future."
Ah Zhi can't touch raw meat or fresh ingredients, Miss Wang is too proud to do kitchen work, so when they don't order takeout, he has no choice but to do it himself.
Now with Chu Qingqing, who can manipulate metal, handling tasks like wielding a knife or shaping and heating pans will definitely be much more convenient.
"Wait a moment." Xing Yuanzhi suddenly thought of something and turned to ask Wang Wanrou, "Could it be that the reason you support letting her join is because you want to add another kitchen tool person? I should have thought of it earlier... You, who usually don't care about anything, why are you suddenly speaking up for a stranger? It's just because you don't want to eat the dishes made by my family's Jinyang anymore!"
"Hmm." Wang Wanrou smiled without saying anything.
Cheng Jinyang: ???
Are the dishes I make... bad?