Even with Xie Chen cursing him, Mu Chen merely grinned, saying nothing.

　　Xie Chen was actually quite well-behaved in this manner.

　　For over three months, he remained calm and didn't "cause trouble" in Mu Chen's consciousness, simply observing the outside world from Mu Chen's perspective.

　　He watched the kitchen maid, who after nearly two and a half months of good food, finally decided to go out and cultivate (lose weight) and take on missions;

　　He watched Mu Chen repeatedly create coincidental encounters with Ming Mei, only to be forgotten time and time again.

　　Xie Chen always mocked him for doing useless things, but only Mu Chen knew that he never felt厌倦 (yan juan, tired) of doing them.

　　On the contrary, he missed it.

　　Missed the things he used to do.

　　Because he had already obtained it, he could now treat those seemingly painful and useless behaviors of the past with a normal heart.

　　But Xie Chen, who was constantly immersed in his painful memories of the past, could never understand why he could be so calm.

　　Xie Chen originally thought that a guy like Mu Chen would run out of patience in a month or two at most.

　　He also didn't expect that another consciousness would "be born" from this body. Why did the other party think so positively, even though they had the same experiences?

　　"Hey! It's been three months! Don't you understand after repeating this? She won't remember you, just like the fate that the Heavenly Dao gave her. Her life is destined to be lonely and indifferent. You're not at the level of Ming Xiao Zhenren, so the mountain won't come to you; you have to go to the mountain.

　　What kind of people are they? They can use their hard power to tightly tie themselves to that fragile thread of kinship with Ming Mei. What about you? With a casual wave of the Heavenly Dao's hand, you will disappear cleanly from her memory. You will always be two parallel lines, you know? As long as you destroy this world, destroy everything the Heavenly Dao recognizes..."

　　Listening to Xie Chen's rant in his mind, Mu Chen's hand, which was making pastries, paused slightly.

　　But in an instant, he lowered his head and said to Xie Chen in his consciousness, "Do you know why Ming Mei has met so many people, but only my memory is erased by the Heavenly Dao?"

　　"What?"

　　Xie Chen, who was in the middle of his rant, stopped.

　　The expression on Mu Chen's face became even gentler. He stared at the pastry in his hand, and his movements gradually connected again. He continued, "Because my existence itself proves that the Heavenly Dao is wrong. Because of my existence, her lonely fate will change. Because I am her 'anomaly,' I must disappear from her memory."

　　"You know all this, so what are you saying?"

　　Hearing what Mu Chen said, Xie Chen was stunned for a moment. He was surprised that the other party knew all this, but had no rebellious or resistant heart. It was a strange thing!

　　"At least this proves that my appearance in front of her every day is correct. If she didn't have any good feelings for me, why would the Heavenly Dao erase all her memories of me?"

　　After Mu Chen finished speaking, Xie Chen was stunned and didn't know what to say.

　　If she had good feelings for him too...

　　Xie Chen couldn't help but cover his heart, afraid to imagine that these things might be true.

　　After Mu Chen finished speaking, he didn't care what the other person in his consciousness was thinking. At this moment, he focused on making the plate of pastries and then handed them to Ming Yi to taste.

　　Ming Yi, who had returned not long ago, had been carefully observing the young man who had been "occupying" his stove in the spiritual food restaurant for more than two months while he was away, to see what he was doing.

　　He gently pinched a piece of pastry and put it in his mouth. Ming Yi raised his eyebrows slightly.

　　The pastry-making skills were not bad. The taste was seven or eight parts similar to his own. No wonder his two daughters came over whenever they had time these past two months.

　　It's just a pity—his heart is not focused.

　　Ming Yi had, of course, noticed the pause when the other party was making the food just now.

　　"You must concentrate when making food, and you must not be distracted."

　　Without commenting on whether the food was delicious or not, Ming Yi only spoke about the other party's distraction when he was making the pastry just now.

　　After he finished speaking, he saw the other party smile shyly at him, humbly admitting his mistake, saying that he had indeed been distracted by unnecessary things just now and promising that he would not do it again in the future.

　　"You do have a talent for making pastries, but unfortunately—your Shifu probably won't let you switch to food cultivation."

　　"Thank you for the Zhenren's praise. I know my level. I... I'm just skilled through practice. I've been making the same pastry for two or three months... Moreover, making pastries is just a hobby for me, not a talent."

　　Mu Chen smiled modestly, which greatly increased Ming Yi's goodwill. Seeing the other party's obvious "increase in goodwill," Mu Chen couldn't help but sigh in his heart. If only Ming Mei's father in reality was so easy to talk to.

　　He still remembered that during the New Year, the other party's requirements for cooking were almost frighteningly strict.

　　At that time, everyone at home who cooked, except for Mei Shi, was basically picked on by him.

　　With his current pastry-making level, Mu Chen was 100% sure that if the person in front of him was really Ming Yi, he would directly tell him to go back to Bu Tian Sect to practice divination.

　　Although this game simulated the things he had experienced in the past, Mu Chen couldn't help but sigh at some of the character settings. Yan Hui was being lenient.

　　Otherwise, before Ming Yi ascended, if Xie Chen acted so recklessly, he could have been directly destroyed by Ming Yi without the player needing to do anything.

　　…

　　Outside the game.

　　"Far from it."

　　Perhaps because Mu Chen was likely to be his future son-in-law, Ming Yi paid more attention to him.

　　When he saw the NPC of his character in the game praising Mu Chen's pastries as good, Ming Yi disagreed.

　　"After making them for decades, he can only make them like this. He really has no talent at all." After Ming Yi finished speaking, he looked up at Yan Hui with disgust and said, "I hope you strengthen my character's ability to appreciate food."

　　Yan Hui was looking at the performance of other players, and he didn't really hear clearly when he heard Ming Yi suddenly speak. He gave a perfunctory answer, "Yes, we should make everyone bigger and stronger."

　　Mu Chen: "..."

　　"By the way, have you discovered the traces of the Zerg?" Yan Hui asked this question, perhaps sensing the low pressure behind him.

　　"No." Ming Yi thoroughly screened the perspectives of the players who had joined the various immortal cultivation sects, but found no traces of the Zerg. "Are you sure the other party is here?"

　　"Of course." Yan Hui replied very decisively, "This game was not officially launched before. At the first moment I received the news, I restarted the plan and closed the data. It is impossible for this Zerg to leave.

　　"Besides, after so long, that Xie Chen is being watched by Mu Chen, but the other sects have suddenly been turned upside down. These things are very likely done by the Zerg. As for why they did this, I think it's best to ask the Zerg themselves."

　　After saying that, Yan Hui turned his head and chuckled, "What is that guy doing after so much trouble? Does he still think he can be resurrected?"