If I told you directly that I had a system, you wouldn't believe me.
Bai Luan glanced at the large black tower.
I tried it, but it didn't work.
The Great Black Tower said to Bai Luan:
"I'd like something to drink."
"coffee?"
"You're having pastries with coffee?"
"Just kidding, I'm going to make some black tea."
Bai Luan gave a brief greeting and turned to leave.
"How is it, my assistant?"
"I like his cooking, but that doesn't mean he can join the simulated universe project team."
"I didn't expect you to be so strict."
The Great Black Tower chuckled softly.
"I thought I could win you over with just one meal."
"I'm not that cheap."
Nguyen Mai's voice remained calm, but she continued chewing.
"The one you have looks good."
The big black tower's gaze fell on the pastries in Nguyen Mai's hands.
Where did you get it?
Nguyen Mai silently tapped her fingertip.
Daheita took a piece as well and took a bite.
"Hmm, not bad."
She nodded.
"It suits my taste very well."
Nguyen Mai looked at the Great Black Pagoda and asked:
"How do you explain the fact that he knows my personal tastes?"
"What? How do you explain that?"
"He glanced at you, and I thought you were the one who told him not to say it."
"This genius did not make such a troublesome request of him."
"So, he guessed my taste?"
"Now that you mention it, it seems like every time I eat his cooking, it's surprisingly to my liking..."
Both of them turned their gazes to the pastries on the table at the same time.
Daheita looked at the flower-shaped goose cake in Ruan Mei's hand.
"Let me try the one you have, and you can try the one I have."
The two of them each took a piece of the other's pastry and ate it.
"How does it taste? Has it changed?"
"It still suits my taste."
The two then compared their preferences and confirmed that their tastes were not the same.
Who would like to eat this pastry?
The problem seems to lie with the pastries.
Let's leave a piece for later study and analysis.
Nguyen Mai looked at the Great Black Tower:
"What did you find?"
"I have a general idea now. I'll study the pastries he made later."
A knowing glint flashed in Ruan Mei's eyes.
"Is this also one of your assistant's skills?"
I guess so.
Soon after, Bai Luan returned with a pot of brewed black tea and teaware.
As soon as he returned, two pairs of eyes were fixed on him, making him feel a little uneasy.
"Why...why are you all looking at me like that?"
"What did you add to this pastry?"
Have they discovered that the food is a strange object?
Wow, that's really fast.
Bai Luan couldn't explain this himself, so he decided to leave it to them to figure out.
They will figure out an answer that will convince themselves.
Does a heartfelt sentiment count?
The big black tower rolled its eyes at him.
"Be poor."
"That's all. I didn't add anything other than the ingredients."
Bai Luan poured a cup of black tea for the two of them. The black tea was fragrant and had an enticing color.
"Um...you're not worried I poisoned it, are you? Do I need to eat something to prove it?"
At this moment, Ruan Mei's cold voice rang out:
No, I don't doubt you.
She picked up the teacup, feeling the slight heat emanating from the cup's surface with her fingertips.
"I can also give ingredients unique effects, but..."
Her gaze fell on the exquisite pastries, with a hint of appreciation.
"No one can give them such...idealized, almost 'flattering' adaptability as you do."
She looked up at Bai Luan, and for the first time, a clear, warm smile appeared on her lips:
"I forgot to mention earlier, the pastries were excellent, I really enjoyed them."
Bai Luan bowed slightly, his posture humble, casually attributing his mysterious and unpredictable abilities to ordinary matters.
"It's just... a few pastries I made with care."
PS: Rating 9.4? What else is there to say? Here's an extra chapter for you guys! And by the way, could you please support me with your support? Hehe.
Chapter 55: Could that be considered a childhood trauma?
Nguyen Mai's main purpose in coming here was to determine whether Bai Luan was qualified to participate in the simulated universe project.
But since we're already here, we might as well take a look at how far the simulated universe has progressed.
The Great Black Tower extended an invitation to Bai Luan to join them.
"I'm not going. I probably wouldn't understand it anyway."
Bai Luan declined the invitation to go see it together.
This surprised Nguyen Mai, as few people would not readily accept the invitation from the Great Black Tower.
"It seems he's not very keen on joining this project?"
"yes."
The black tower spoke with a knowing tone, yet also with a hint of amusement.
"On the one hand, there is a bit of inferiority complex hidden in my bones, and I feel that I am not up to the threshold."
On the other hand... it's purely because I want to be lazy.
"I didn't expect you to know him so well."
"He's been my assistant for a while now."
What are you planning to do?
"He doesn't want to come in? That's not up to him."
The black tower's lips curled into a mischievous smile.
"I'm going to drag him in and see if he's any good."
"sound."
Ruan Mei glanced at her indifferently.
"It's more like satisfying your own curiosity."
"Let's not talk about this anymore."
The Great Black Tower waved his hand dismissively, moving on from the topic.
"Let's go check out the simulated universe first. Come to think of it, it's been a while since this genius has been back."
After the brief tea party ended, Bai Luan temporarily returned to a state of idleness.
He found the Inspiration Mushroom and obtained the recorded footage from it.
I worked for about two hours and captured a lot of footage.
Because the Inspiration Mushroom is suspended, it can bring the camera incredibly close to the food, giving it a flavor reminiscent of the documentary series "A Bite of China".
Of course, these raw footage footage are not enough to be called videos; you still need to edit, dub, narrate, and add subtitles yourself.
After editing, the video, which is over two hours long, will probably be reduced to about an hour.
This hour's worth of content cannot be posted directly.
When he makes pastries, it's like playing a fast game of chess, with steps that are interwoven and varied. He knows exactly what he's doing, but to outsiders, it can be quite dazzling.
We also need to reorganize the timeline using pastries as a thread and cut them into independent short clips to better suit the fast-paced environment of today's short videos...
Um,
This is so troublesome.
Let's just upload it without any editing or dubbing...
Hehehehe...
Anyway, someone will watch it...
Bai Luan shook his head, banishing the evil thoughts.
No, when I created this account, I decided to only show my viewers the most intimate content.
If you want to do something abstract, you have to wait until you get on the train.
I had my reasons at the time.
I felt like I was part of the train crew's atmosphere.
However, if they can do it well, it will be like a New Year for those fans.
Could it go even better for several days in a row...?
"How's the mushroom photography?"
"It's perfect! I'll get it processed later."Bai Luan rarely acted so assertively, especially since the other party was a member of the Genius Club.
But as this genius's assistant...
When it comes to things you want to do, you should do it this way, no matter who the other party is, you shouldn't give an inch.
Finally, Nguyen Mai nodded and said:
"I will accept the origami cranes as you request, but I have a question for you."
"What's the problem?"
"You yourself said that the cost of this origami crane is low, even negligible, but you went to such lengths for it. Why?"
Offending members of the genius club for a few pieces of cardstock—from an ordinary person's perspective, it's not worth it.
Bai Luan fell silent when faced with Ruan Mei's question.
He did not want any life to be in a state of struggle with no hope in sight.
Bai Luan knew what that feeling was like.
"Because... I have witnessed life struggling to survive, and from that time on, I understood—the weight of life is truly not light."
Ruan Mei seemed to be deep in thought.
Although this differed from her views, it was enough for her to gain something.
At the same time, she also confirmed that Bai Luan possessed courage.
Finally, she nodded to Bai Luan and said:
"I see."
Seeing that Ruan Mei nodded in agreement, Bai Luan felt relieved.
A genius... surely they wouldn't lie to an ordinary person like me?
Bai Luan found a laboratory that could be found anywhere in the Black Tower space station, and let Ruan Mei choose the cardstock of her favorite color.
Nguyen Mai chose cyan.
Then, under the watchful eyes of the two geniuses, Bai Luan began to fold origami cranes using that piece of cardstock.
Before long, Bai Luan folded out a neat origami crane.
After folding the origami cranes, Bai Luan didn't stop. She continued to make a bunch of small decorations with cardstock—such as small plum blossom patterns—and pasted them on the origami cranes.
Before long, Bai Luan created a paper crane that matched Ruan Mei's style.
"While it is indeed quite beautiful and exquisite, are you sure..."
Daheita looked at the brand-new origami crane, his tone filled with doubt.
"Is this all?"
Ruan Mei didn't speak, she just stared at the origami crane.
Faced with the questioning from the Great Black Tower, Bai Luan didn't say much. He gently lifted the origami crane, and as if performing magic, he closed his hands, blew on it, and then opened them again.
The next moment, the paper cranes that were originally folded from paper flew out of Bai Luan's hand, carrying the unique vitality of living things, and began to circle in the air.
Ruan Mei's gaze followed the circling origami crane, and she stretched out her hand, palm up, to provide a platform for it to land.
She called softly:
"Come."
The newborn origami crane answered the call, fluttering its wings and landing in Ruan Mei's hand. Then it raised its little head and looked at Ruan Mei.
Nguyen Mai looked at the little guy, and the little decoration that was originally made of other cardboard actually became a part of its body at this moment.
interesting...
Nguyen Mai gave a faint smile.
Although we don't know how Bai Luan created life, it's much easier to deduce the process from the result than to create something from nothing.
While it's certainly not something you can copy exactly, it can be of great reference value for your own life project.
From now on, your name will be Qing.
Having given it a name gives it weight; it seems my creation won't die easily.
It's good that they can accept the current situation.
I really couldn't explain any more about the ability of the Artifact Maker to them.
As Bai Luan was thinking this, he felt a tap on his shoulder. He turned around and saw that it was Da Heita.
For some reason, she was in a good mood, with a satisfied smile on her face.
"Well done."
While Da Heita was satisfied, Bai Luan was completely bewildered.
What did you do well?
I folded a thousand paper cranes myself.
What's so great about it?
After thinking it over and over, Bai Luan still couldn't come up with a solution, so he simply laughed it off.
Bai Luan could never guess what the Black Tower was thinking.
After that, the two geniuses didn't ask any more questions and let Bai Luan go.
Bai Luan was somewhat surprised that they didn't ask further questions, but she was also relieved.
Another day has passed.
However, the discussion about the white elm in the laboratory was not over yet.
The Great Black Tower looked at the bruises on Ruan Mei's body and asked:
What's your opinion on this?
"He himself doesn't quite understand this situation. Rather than a controllable 'ability,' it's more like a... 'phenomenon.'"
A phenomenon caused by a supernatural force that cannot be explained by the existing scientific framework.
The Great Black Tower narrowed its eyes slightly:
"Destiny?"
Nguyen Mai shook her head:
"It's somewhat similar, but it's not destiny. Destiny at least requires a clear philosophical concept, which he doesn't have."
This is more like... a kind of magic.
"magic?"
The Great Black Tower snorted coldly.
"I don't believe in magic. So-called magic is just science that modern people can't explain."
"Aren't you a magician?"
The Great Black Tower spread his hands, his gesture carrying the arrogance unique to geniuses, looking down upon all living beings:
"When I first revealed the results of my rejuvenation technique to the public, those mediocre people simply refused to believe it."
Even now, as I stand here, a living testament, there are still those who yearn for my death, so that their ignorance may be put to rest.
As she finished speaking, a smile that was a mixture of mockery and coldness appeared on her face.
"I had no choice but to go along with their ignorance and tell them, 'Yes, this is magic.'"
Guess what? They immediately believed it and accepted this 'explanation' without a second thought.
"Very well, saves this genius from wasting his breath trying to persuade a bunch of... rabble."
"You're still the same as always."
Nguyen Mai's comments were neither positive nor negative.
Isn't the point of rejuvenation to 'not change appearance'?
Daheita lightly brushed aside the topic, his thoughts leaping back to Bai Luan.
"I suspect that his pastries also have a similar effect. Interested... in 'analyzing' them together?"
Nguyen Mai pondered for a moment and then nodded.
"good."
Chapter 57 Thousand Papers
By studying the pastries made from white elm, some interesting phenomena were indeed discovered.
Although the ingredients used are not expensive, the finished product has been subtly altered.
Daheita and Nguyen Mai extracted this change and tried to replicate it, but both attempts failed.
Strictly speaking, it wasn't a failure, just not a success.
The replicated pastries did indeed taste different, but it was more like a random change in flavor, with both good and bad, rather than actively catering to the consumer's taste.
This slight difference can lead to drastically different results.
The former is like a beginner, unable to control it, while the latter not only achieves control but also guides it in a positive direction.
It's quite an achievement to have done this, because it took Daheita and Ruan Mei a whole month from discovering the anomaly to extracting and replicating it.
One month.
Two geniuses spent a month conducting research, but the final result was imperfect.
This whole thing is ridiculous.
Although the result was not very satisfactory, we had no choice but to stop here.
Because Nguyen Mai was going back.
Her original plan was to come and go on the same day, so staying this long was an unexpected decision.
Nguyen Mai now has to go back and take care of her belongings at home.
Looking back on this month's experience, it was pretty good.
Black Tower Space Station, in front of the platform.
The spaceship that came to pick him up was already docked on the platform.
The hatch slowly opened, revealing a series of floating steps that led directly into the spaceship.
Nguyen Mai turned around to look at the two people who had come to see her off.
The Great Black Pagoda and the White Luan Tree.
The Black Tower itself came to see him off; only a genius would receive such treatment. Otherwise, only a Black Tower doll would come to bid him farewell.
She looked at the large black tower and white cypress trees that had come to see her off and said with a smile:
"Thank you for bringing me here. I've learned a lot from this trip."
Ruan Mei glanced at the origami cranes fluttering around her, then looked at Bai Luan:
"Bai Luan, I will take good care of Qing."
I hope we can exchange tips on making pastries next time.
"I'll speak my mind without reservation. Goodbye, Miss Ruan Mei. Oh, by the way..."
Bai Luan produced a box containing pastries and handed it to Ruan Mei.
"Eat on the way."
Ruan Mei took the pastry box from Bai Luan and gave a faint smile.
Thank you.
Then, carrying the pastry box, he climbed the steps and entered the spaceship.
Under the watchful eyes of the Great Black Tower and Bai Luan, the spaceship took off.Bai Luan watched the spaceship disappear into the distance and breathed a sigh of relief. He finally didn't have to think about what to cook for the two of them today.
For the past month, I've been like their personal chef, cooking for them every day.
Three meals a day for a whole month, with no two meals the same.
Bai Luan had really pulled out all the stops.
It's finally over.
After a month of this, not only did I not touch the footage I originally planned to edit, but I also have a lot more footage to accumulate.
Voice-over, subtitles, editing...
Another huge workload...
Bai Luan sighed softly.
On the bright side, I can update daily for a long time now.
Let's see who dares to call me the King of Procrastination after this! From now on, I'll update late at night! Make you all drool!
Hmph hmph hmph...
Just as Bai Luan was chuckling to himself, imagining his account's followers trapped in the predicament of not being able to see his posts in the morning and not being able to escape them at night, the big black tower next to him spoke up.
"Give me one of those origami cranes too."
"Why?"
"I'm keeping it for fun."
"You're not going to throw it away in a few days, are you?"
"What? You want this genius to negotiate terms with you like Ruan Mei did?"
"...I'll give it to you later."
"You're smart enough to leave now. You know where to find me."
The Great Black Tower uttered these words and left swiftly.
She was acting like this because she was in a hurry to get to the lab.
It seems she's still locked in a fierce battle with the system's power.
Thinking of this, Bai Luan smiled helplessly.
The Black Tower in the dark room is locked in a life-or-death struggle with the system, and the Black Tower in reality is also locked in a life-or-death struggle with the system.
As expected, the Black Tower is indeed the Black Tower.
Bai Luan found a laboratory again, folded a thousand paper cranes, and then added some decorations according to Da Heita's preferences.
Before long, another little life was born in Bai Luan's hands.
Bai Luan wasn't too worried about handing the origami crane over to the Big Black Tower.
After all, the Great Black Tower isn't very interested in bioengineering, so there's no need to worry about it being dissected.
If she loses interest in the origami crane, she'll just leave it at the Black Tower space station.
This isn't such a bad outcome; Chizuru lives happily in the space station every day.
Bai Luan arrived at the laboratory where the Black Tower was located, carrying a paper crane.
The giant black tower stared intently at the large number of microscopic models floating in front of it, the models constantly changing so fast that they were almost invisible.
The large black tower, however, could keep up with the speed, tapping its fingers lightly on the control panel, issuing one command after another, and constantly modifying the parameters.
Bai Luan didn't want to disturb them any longer. She took the origami cranes into the laboratory and then left quietly.
When the origami cranes came into view, the Great Black Tower realized that Bai Luan had already been there.
The big black tower stretched one hand upwards and beckoned the origami crane with the other.
The paper cranes understood and landed in the hands of the Great Black Tower.
"It's not bad, it's the way I like it. His is called Chizuru, you can be called Chizuru."
...
After sending the little pet, Bai Luan finally had some time to deal with her mountain of materials.
This was no easy task; several hours passed before we knew it.
Bai Luan stretched, looked at the finished products above, and then glanced at the huge amount of materials beside her.
The task is arduous and the road ahead is long.
I uploaded these finished products to the backend and then set them to be published on a scheduled basis.
The time was set for 1:30 a.m.
Seeing a cooking video at this time will amplify the feeling of hunger infinitely.
The video completely destroys your rationality, briefly abandoning the idea of losing weight, leaving your mind filled only with:
Hungry!!!
eat!!!
Live to eat, get fat if you want.
You'll regret it after you eat it.
As for the title, since it's this late, let's call it Midnight Diner.
What should I write in the introduction...?
Yes.
Likes reveal one's aesthetic sense.
Collecting reflects one's taste.
Sharing reveals one's true character.
Um.
I'm sure my fans, after seeing this description, won't share this video with their friends who are still awake in the middle of the night.
hey-hey.
Now that I've logged into my account after so long, I might as well take a look at the other two accounts.
The account that posted the song is still the same as before, with a bunch of people urging for more updates and trying to revive the artist.
The game developer's account is the least active, because Bai Luan rarely makes games after achieving financial freedom.
After all, the revenue sharing from those previous games was enough for Luan to live off for a lifetime.
Everyone in this industry knows about Bai Luan, the ancestor, and that he prefers to lie still and not move much.
Compared to the other two accounts, Lifestyle and Music, it is more costly for gamers to find game creators.
Therefore, naturally, game accounts are the least active, lifestyle accounts are the most active, and music accounts are in the middle.
However, when Bai Luan opened her game account today, she found something was wrong.
This account's friend list consists of friends added nine hundred years ago, and there are no intelligent machine lifeforms on it, so theoretically, no one should be online.
It's showing that I have friends online now?
Is my friend list haunted?
Filled with curiosity, Bai Luan opened her friends list and looked at the only friend who was online.
Her ID is...
Silver Wolf?
Something's not right, let me take another look.
Yes, it's Silver Wolf.
P.S.: These so-called "book lovers" are happy as long as they receive something like this (referring to extra chapters). Hehe???
Chapter 58 I'll lock you in the dark room!
After confirming that Silver Wolf was indeed in his friend list, Bai Luan fell into deep thought.
Did I add her on WeChat?
Bai Luan reflected on his years in the world of Honkai Impact 3rd and finally concluded that there was absolutely no such thing.
Can I bypass the platform and add the game account directly to my friends list?
Silver Wolf, what exactly are you doing with your genius hacker skills?
However, since I've already added her, I might as well talk to her.
Bai Luan opened the friend's chat window, edited the message, and then sent it.
Bl: Are you online?
Bl is Bai Luan's game account ID. Of course, he chose this name not only because it is an abbreviation of his name in pinyin, but also because it looks like a serious face.
Believe it or not, I can make this ID laugh right now.
Bl→BD
Meanwhile, Silver Wolf was focused on playing Tetris, but the blocks were falling incredibly fast.
Normal people can only see the afterimages of blocks of different colors falling rapidly, let alone adjust their position and direction in the air to place them in the most suitable position.
But the silver wolf can quickly adjust the direction of the blocks and stack them in the most suitable position.
Stack them neatly, and wait for a long strip to come down, which will eliminate four layers directly.
The previously stacked blocks were rapidly eliminated, and the score on the side kept increasing...
The score is rising rapidly, at an alarming rate.
At that moment, a message notification popped up, briefly distracting Silver Wolf.
It was this brief moment of distraction that caused a temporary sluggishness in his actions, resulting in Silver Wolf's elimination in this round.
Game over.
New record!
Looking at the new score record, Silver Wolf clicked his tongue in displeasure.
She could have gotten a higher score.
Silver Wolf grumbled as he opened his message list, wanting to see who dared to interfere with his attempt to set a new record.
Silver Wolf paused for a moment upon seeing the game ID, then smiled.
Silver Wolf: You're still alive.
Silver Wolf: Ever since I added you, you've basically never been online. I even thought the rumors that you were still alive were false.
Bl: You hacked into the platform program and created a friend slot for yourself.
Bl: What's the point?
Upon seeing the other person's question, Silver Wolf began to recall.
Why did I do that in the first place?
oh...
I remember now.
That day, I was challenging the extremely difficult game Iwanna created by the game developer.
This game looks very simple, with only a few controls: jump, double jump, and shooting.
A pixel-art, side-scrolling action game.
However, the traps and mechanisms inside are incredibly intricate, with countless psychologically manipulative elements.
Various unexpected invisible walls, spikes, traps, and various seemingly alive spaces that, once entered, only lead to certain death – these are truly disgusting.
In short, this is a game full of the creator's malice, but conquering it can also bring an indescribable sense of accomplishment.