Chapter 689 - 708: Mrs. Ai’er’s Assist
Chapter 689: Chapter 708: Mrs. Ai’er’s Assist
The Dean: ’Why aren’t you in the Spirit Healing Department!’
’Then, after a few replies from me, I could naturally bring up my current dilemma and get the Dean to say those words: You can come and give it a try.’
’Giving it a try would mean I could keep my enrollment in the Mecha Department while also attending classes in the Spirit Healing Department.’
’I’ll seize these opportunities to become a stronger Mecha Soldier and a more outstanding Spirit Healing Master.’
...
Of course, once everything began, she realized she had overcomplicated things.
Since Mrs. Ai’er was hosting the banquet, she naturally had to make some introductions. The older guests had all met before, so there was no need for lengthy speeches. The main focus was on the new face.
"Old Zhu, this is the natural-born Spirit Healing Master I told you about, Jiang Qiuqiu."
Mrs. Ai’er looked at Jiang Qiuqiu. "The one with exceptional talent and incredibly high comprehension in the field of Spirit Healing."
Elder Zhu hummed in acknowledgment, his gaze deep and calm, carrying the air of a great master.
"Qiuqiu, this is the one I told you about. The rare, renowned master in the Spirit Healing Domain who makes learning fun, Zhu Tiansheng. He’s also the dean of the Spirit Healing Department. Since you’re a student at the school, you can call him Dean Zhu."
"Hello, Dean Zhu." Jiang Qiuqiu stood up and greeted him.
Zhu Tiansheng nodded and also stood up. "Hello, Little Jiang."
"Introductions are done. Let’s eat first." Mrs. Ai’er probably knew what Jiang Qiuqiu wanted—to pursue a dual specialization, an unprecedented path. She needed to get Old Zhu’s permission.
’Isn’t that simple?’
’This table of food is more than enough.’
The aroma was laced with overflowing Healing Spiritual Power. But the moment a piece of food was picked up by chopsticks and entered one’s mouth, it was no longer merely laced with it—the food itself was made of it entirely.
Dean Zhu took a bite and froze for a moment, then took another. ’This... this feeling... isn’t this like drinking solid Spirit Nourishing Liquid?’
’And a high-grade version at that.’
The pure, joyful Healing Spiritual Power washed over him, making Zhu Tiansheng—a man who taught at the Spirit Healing Department every day and was so immersed in this power that he was usually unfazed by it—tremble for a moment.
It was like a spring breeze brushing past his ear.
He was still savoring the taste when he opened his eyes.
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’A plate on the table is already empty?’
He saw that the four old-timers’ hands were moving like lightning, eating and drinking without a pause. They chattered while they ate, exclaiming how delicious this and that was, their faces wreathed in smiles.
The atmosphere was infectious. Watching everyone, Zhu Tiansheng unconsciously quickened his pace as well.
Sixteen dishes might seem like a lot, but the group at the table had appetites as deep as the sea; they were no light eaters. A bowl of soup here, a rib there, a few pieces of braised pork belly, then some pumpkin cakes... the banquet that started at 5:10 saw every plate cleared by 6:10.
Jiang Qiuqiu was the first to put down her chopsticks. Mrs. Ai’er was also mostly full, and while the others hadn’t eaten their absolute fill, they had had enough.
Mr. Yuan’s eyes were narrowed in contentment.
Zhu Tiansheng fiddled with his fingers, unable to stop himself from savoring the aftertaste of every dish. *Hsss*... just thinking about it brought that joyful feeling rushing back, filling him with satisfaction.
He quickly came to a conclusion: not only could Jiang Qiuqiu use her Healing Spiritual Power to heal people, but her food could also bring them great joy, providing emotional healing.
That was an incredibly rare ability.
No wonder they called her a genius.
When the meal was over, Jiang Qiuqiu said she was going to do the dishes, but Mrs. Ai’er stopped her. "Why would you wash dishes? Let Old Yuan and the others do it. Have you forgotten the real reason I asked you here today?"
"?" ’What real reason?’ Jiang Qiuqiu was confused for a moment as the old generals, under orders from Mrs. Ai’er, began carrying the bowls to the kitchen.
Here in the living room, only Jiang Qiuqiu, Mrs. Ai’er, and Dean Zhu remained.
Mrs. Ai’er said, "Old Zhu, you’ve eaten the food. You should be able to feel the Healing Spiritual Power in Qiuqiu’s cooking, right?"
"Of course. Anyone should be able to feel it." ’It was brimming with spiritual energy, full of life and love.’
"Did you know? It’s not just people who eat the physical food offline who can feel the healing. It works online, too."
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"Online?"
Mrs. Ai’er smiled. "Through livestreams. The data from one dish can be replicated a hundred million times, and it still has a soothing effect."
"..."
Zhu Tiansheng asked, "Are you serious?"
"Would I lie to you? The effect just isn’t as pronounced."
"!"
The look in Dean Zhu’s eyes as he gazed at Jiang Qiuqiu changed completely.
’Effective on a massive scale... this is no longer just a person. This... this is a Spirit Nourishing Liquid manufacturing machine! A powerful, mobile, and upgradeable one at that!’
’An essential Spiritual Medicine for the front lines!’