The Barefoot Immortal lifted one foot and hopped over like a fighting cock, then shoved his stinky foot towards Rosen's face, causing an immediate stench.
No matter how abnormal his expression could have been, Rosen's face changed immediately!
"Look, his face changed. What's abnormal about that? It's completely normal." The Barefoot Immortal said proudly.
It's well-known that anyone who feels uncomfortable under his stinky feet is normal.
"Isn't it possible that you're even more abnormal than he is?" Meng Die retorted indifferently.
"How's that possible? I've taken the comprehensive internet intelligence test, and scored the highest at 250, okay? How can I be abnormal?" The Barefoot Immortal protested.
Suddenly, a lightbulb went off in Meng Die's mind: "Barefoot, you're right, you've reminded me. We could use an intelligence test to verify if Rosen is abnormal. I remember Rosen's past test score was also 250. If he is still himself, he should score around the same."
