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"Have you eaten enough?"
Seeing the table piled high with food, Lin Qing smiled. He only showed such a joyful expression when he saw others fall into his culinary trap.
"No!"
Fatty and Yuming replied in unison.
"Brother, I can eat ten more bowls!"
Fatty patted his big belly and shouted loudly. Indeed, Fatty had a huge appetite, and eating ten more bowls was no challenge for him.
Yuming, however, pouted slightly, looking troubled. Ten bowls for Fatty was one thing, but he couldn't possibly manage that; no matter how delicious the food was, he couldn't eat himself to bursting.
After hesitating for a moment, Yuming weakly declared, "Brother, I also want to eat ten bowls!"
"Really going to eat ten bowls?" Lin asked with a teasing smile at the two of them.
Fatty quickly nodded, a greedy smile on his face. Whenever Lin asked like this, it usually meant there was more to come; he might even make them porridge again!
Yuming also nodded seriously, looking as if he was ready to go all out.
"Eat your big head! There's nothing left; can't you see the pot is scraped clean?"
Lin chuckled. In a good mood, he decided to play a joke on the two.
The two across from him were initially stunned, then their expressions turned to disappointment. They exchanged helpless glances, knowing they were out of luck today.
Lin was always firm in his decisions; everyone knew that. If he said there would be no "big head," then there would be no "big head"—no Four-Flavor Blood Nourishing Porridge would be served...
"However, I will continue making porridge tomorrow. You can come back for more; I can prepare a larger portion..."
This twist immediately brightened their faces from gloom to joy. The two eagerly flattered Lin, each chiming in as if performing a duet.
"Brother, I knew you wouldn't let your adorable little ones go hungry."
"Brother, I truly admire you and Brother Hei! Your craftsmanship is remarkable, and you're generous, willing to share food with your brothers!"
People are such fascinating creatures; in just the time it takes to have a meal, two individuals can find common ground and call each other confidants, exchanging flattery and compliments.
"Alright, now that we've eaten, we should get some exercise."
Lin put away his smile. His jokes had gone too far, and after laughing, he returned to his indifferent demeanor. It wasn't something he did on purpose; it was simply his nature.
Perhaps at this moment he could laugh easily due to some change, but deep down, his inherent nature was hard to alter. Such changes would require a long time.
Lin straightened up, raised his hands above his head, and stretched lazily.
But that wasn't all; he then twisted his neck and wiggled his waist, moving gracefully as if performing the children's exercises he learned in school.
This scene left the two watching in stunned silence.
Someone like Lin wouldn't show off for no reason; he was doing this to help the essence of Herbal Cuisine evaporate.
Herbal Cuisine, with its medicinal name, is related to herbs. Its effects may not be as intense as those of potions, but they are still effective and can be felt by the body.
As Lin's movements became more pronounced, his body gradually relaxed, and the blood within him began to circulate faster. The residual medicinal properties in his body also started to dissipate.
A gentle warmth rose from Lin's stomach, akin to drinking a shot of liquor in the cold winter, warming him up so much that heat began to radiate from his entire body.
The warmth continued to spread throughout him until finally, Lin was drenched in sweat, his face flushed and slightly tipsy.
"Ah!"
He let out a long breath and stopped his graceful "dance."
It was quite a feat for Lin; until now, he hadn't engaged in any formal exercise. He was merely relying on the memory of the "Third Set of Radio Exercises" to dissipate the medicinal effects.
It looked somewhat amusing, but the results were genuinely good. This warmth felt like having a warming drink or taking a hot bath; every pore in his body opened up comfortably!
The two people across from him stared in disbelief, as if they were looking at a monster.
However, behind this comical scene, they sensed something unusual; they could clearly feel that Lin's complexion had improved significantly.
"Bro, what kind of amazing martial arts are you practicing?"
Fatty stared at him with his mung bean-like eyes, blinking curiously. Beside him, Yuming also cleared his throat, his eyes filled with shock.
"Ancient ultimate skill, the third set of radio calisthenics, which once drove countless teenagers crazy before the Great Star Sea Era. If you don't practice it, you'll feel like you're in the Nine Hells."
Lin Yi said this seriously, his expression still calm, making it impossible to tell he was joking.
Such a person is the most terrifying; he can turn a silly act into a trend and then get his friends to join him in the silliness...
Sure enough, after a while, Fatty and Yuming were completely fooled by Lin, both facing each other as they practiced the calisthenics together.
"Come on, I'll count for you. One two three four, two two three four..."
Lin clapped his hands to keep the rhythm while shouting commands, resembling a physical education teacher leading them through the calisthenics, looking quite convincing.
In reality, he was holding back a mischievous smile, wanting to laugh but not daring to.
"Hey? Fat Brother, don’t! The ancient martial arts of Azure Planet are truly amazing! Look at that—these simple movements work out all the muscles..."
"Ha! Ha! That’s right! We Azure Planet folks are no joke! Do you know Bai Han Dian? Ha ha... I'm exhausted; let’s take a break before continuing..."
"Don’t! Fat Brother, you rest first. You keep going; I can feel a warm current rising in my abdomen!"
"Alright! I'll take a break... By the way, I’ll continue talking about Bai Han Dian—the third in the Star Sea Hundred Rankings, undefeated! It’s said he practiced ancient martial arts; this third set of whatever calisthenics might be what he trained with!"
Lin couldn't hold back any longer; he stopped counting and turned to walk into the house.
In that instant he turned around, Lin's mouth broke into a grin—a long-lost smile blossoming on his face like that of an ordinary youth filled with sunshine.
Actually, he looks great when he smiles, but it's just hard for him to smile...
"Hey, Yuming, stop practicing and see what I'm going to do!"
"Okay! Bro, what are you up to?"
The two were also attracted by Lin's turning motion. Yuming followed Fatty's gaze and shouted at Lin's back.
"Ahem! Get ready, we have something to do outside later. I'm going to change into a different outfit."
With that, Lin walked into his bedroom and casually closed the door behind him.
Only then did Yuming turn to Fatty and quietly ask, "Fat Brother, what are we going to do that's so mysterious?"
"We're going to the Warrior Exchange soon to sell some treasures!"
Fatty said as he waved his hand, leading Yuming toward the sofa where the boxes contained the good stuff they had exchanged today!
"Warrior Exchange? Hmm? Sounds interesting..."
However, Yuming didn't immediately follow but instead muttered to himself with a playful smile on his face.
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