It is a steamed bun, Ellen emphasized.

The moon hung large and round in the sky, resembling a grand pancake.

Ling Dau hurried to the window, sneezing heavily in succession.

Once the sneezing subsided, he remarked, "Chi, your cooking is quite pungent.

" Ling Dau sniffed, inhaling the fresh air from outside, gazing at the grand moon.

And in that fleeting moment, he fancied he saw the moon winking.

A response from Aloni echoed from the kitchen.

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The moon winks.

Your chili and sichuan pepper are exceedingly spicy.

Cough.

Cough.

Even through my protective shield, I can detect it, remarked Orangi.

Unable to suppress a fit of coughing.

Are you certain this is merely chili and not some exotic weapon? With each word, Orangi's cough intensified.

It was a divine being, and yet a mere chili could provoke such a reaction.

In a hot iron pan, vibrant red chili flakes simmered in golden oil, infusing it with a deep crimson hue.

The chili flakes were being sought ed, releasing their tantalizing aroma.

The mermaid, adorned with a protective shield, deafly manipulated a water rope while wielding a spatula, stirring the chili flakes.

Each toss sent plumes of fragrant smoke spiraling into the air.

Ling Deuku, proudly stationed by the window, chimed in.

Of course, this is food.

This is a new variety developed by the Elven Agricultural Research Institute.

Void chili number one.

Even those who sampled it said it was delightful.

That's why I brought it back for us to try.

Divine being, you are a celestial entity.

Surely this little chili is nothing to you.

Au.

At this juncture, Ling Defuku was rendered speechless as the smoke infiltrated its lungs, causing relentless sneezing.

It leaned against the window sill, almost half of its body dangling outside.

This round, plush creature, with every sneeze, quivered, resembling a trembling pompom, creating rippling waves of fluff.

From its facial side, Linked to Fuku's large, round eyes overflowed with tears that dampened its fur.

In the kitchen, the Little Mermaid, her eyes glistening with tears, continued to stir the chili amidst the smoky glow, allowing the pungent vapors to envelop her.

Had she known the chili was so potent, she would have never ventured to Ling to Fuku's abode to assist in crafting this chili sauce.

However, having arrived, she could not simply abandon the task.

To leave unfinished was unbecoming of a good fish.

Amidst the billowing white smoke, the heated oil mingled with the aromatic essence of the chili, wafting through the window into the night air.

Ash, ashu, ash, au.

From the neighboring homes, a chorus of sneezes echoed.

The sound of windows opening and the excited calls of little fairies filled the air.

Not far from Ling De Fuku's residence, Ling Jing Jing, pale and disheveled, lingered in the restroom, unable to resist the spicy aroma wafting in, which compelled her to shed tears and sneeze uncontrollably.

With each sneeze, she recalled the chili from Duku's home.

Oh dear.

This nocturnal cacophony resembled an unusual melody, not particularly melodious, yet rich with the essence of life.

The moon hung high in the sky, occasionally flickering.

Is the moon winking at me? Chi-Chi lay sprawled on a chair, pointing at the moon.

In the temple's backyard after dinner, Suzi Han rested while Chi-Chi and a host of divine attendants accompanied her.

Upon hearing Chi-Chi's words, Suzi Han's gaze shifted to her.

At this moment, the esteemed deity Chi-Chi was playful and charming, her movements ungraceful.

Despite her essence being that of a cold machine, her avatar sprawled across the chair, soft and pliable like a molded figure, swaying gently, the chair creaked rhythmically with her swaying.

Chi-Chi's words peaked Sue Xihan's attention.

She set her teacup down and glanced at the moon, which appeared tranquil, seemingly unchanged from its usual state, revealing no peculiarities to the naked eye.

Suddenly, a shadowy sun arose, obscuring the moon, casting darkness upon the sky, only to be restored to normaly as the shadow receded.

At that moment, the moon genuinely flickered.

However, it was not the moon that moved.

Upon further inspection, Suzi Han discerned the truth.

Chi-Chi was correct.

The moon indeed exhibited signs of unusual activity, and the moon spirit seemed to be awakening.

True to her nature, Chi-Chi was the first to detect these signs, even before Suzi Han herself.

This was a promising development, fueling Suzi Han's anticipation of the emergence of a new divine tear within her celestial realm.

Indeed, the moon is singing, dancing, and greeting us, Chi-Chi exclaimed, her voice brimming with excitement.

She executed a backflip off the chair, landing on the table, followed by a graceful 360° spin, standing upright with poise.

Her movements were both agile and elegant, and after her performance, not a ripple disturbed the tea upon the table.

As Suzi Han's gaze shifted to her, Chi-Chi playfully winked and blew a kiss.

Witnessing this, Suzi Han did not express surprise or question her.

Instead, a bashful smile graced her lips.

Bathed in the luminous moonlight, the girl revealed a subtle expression, a blend of slight shyness and joy, a captivating mix that warmed Chi-Chi's entire being.

Suzie Han straightened her posture, clasped her hands together, and began to applaud.

In response, the Dominion of Divine attendants in the courtyard joined in, clapping along.

Whether it was the tall, slender sprite on duty, the short plump sprite polishing the railing or the drowsy for sprite, they all clapped in unison with Suzie Han.

For an elementary school student, such interactions might seem childish.

Yet for Suzie Han, it was just right.

She cherished encouraging and praising Chi-Chi during her performances, whether verbally or through gestures, ensuring ample emotional support.

With each clap, Chi-Chi grew even more animated.

her lips curling into an uncontainable smile, prompting her to leap into an impromptu dance at top the table.

This continued until a chime echoed.

A system notification popped up, halting Chi-Chi's dance.

Suzi Han activated the system interface to take a look.

Chi-Chi's avatar ceased its performance as well.

Having just received a reminder from her main self, she perused a message sent from her primary form, which contained content from the system communicating through the data line.

There were even snapshots included.

Touching her nose, Chi-Chi slumped back onto the chair, feeling somewhat deflated.

The system had sent to her main self.

Snapshot monkey fetching the moon.

Snapshot.

Monkey jumping.

Snapshot.

Monkey balancing on one foot followed by a cascade of laughter.

Chi-Chi's primary self responded.

The entity sent a chat screenshot to its avatar and through data transmission questioned, "Do you think this looks good?" The avatar Chi-Chi lounged against the back of the chair, casting a glance at Suzi Han and a cluster of sprites.

She rested her chin on the chair's back, swaying gently, causing the chair to creek with the corners of her mouth curling upwards ever so slightly.

Chi-Chi mused to herself that in fact things were rather good at the moment.

The system was overly critical and the entity was too preoccupied to truly appreciate life.

That was the essence of existence.

What was there to be embarrassed about? What could possibly be unattractive? The holographic message received by Suzi Han was a notification from the system announcing the completion of the Funa transformation, indicating that teleportation could commence at any time.

Suzi Han looked up to see the dejected Chi-Chi.

Chi-Chi halted her dance, still draped over the chair's back, her features obscured.

Suzie Han softly called out to her, receiving a faint response that suggested she was not particularly cheerful.

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