"This is just a giant flatbread!" At Pizza Hut, Qiu Wuji, a small napkin around her neck, angrily held a knife and fork. "A flatbread with some ham and that weird sauce, why is it so expensive?"
Chu Ge didn't know how to explain, and after a long pause, she managed to say, "Even if it's… brand value. Like the fried chicken I ate the other day, it's much cheaper to buy it and fry it yourself."
"So it's just a rip-off for lazy people like you?"
"No." Chu Ge said sincerely, "It's just a rip-off for people who want to take girls or kids out to eat. If I go to KFC, at least I'll check what day of the week it is…"
Qiu Wuji: "…Can I return it?"
"No."
"How many words do you have to write to get this flatbread back!" Qiu Wuji was heartbroken, carefully scraping off the various strange toppings and white sauce from the flatbread. "This scraping… how much money… just for a flatbread…"
Chu Ge was a little dazed, unsure if this was her daughter or her mother.
Back when she first begged her mom to take her to Pizza Hut, she seemed to have acted similarly…
"Eating a tortilla with a knife and fork…" Qiu Wuji grumbled, "It's so uncomfortable to use them…" Chu Ge chuckled, "You can use your hands."
Qiu Wuji looked around; everyone else was using forks. She asked suspiciously, "Is that okay?"
"Why should I, Qiu Wuji, need to explain my actions to others?" Chu Ge said leisurely, "Just use your hands; no one will laugh at you."
Qiu Wuji then discarded her knife and fork, picked up the tortilla with her hands, took a small bite, revealing her dimples, "It's much more comfortable this way, although it's not that delicious." Stealing a glance around, she saw that no one was laughing at her; occasionally, someone's eyes would drift in her direction, revealing envy.
Qiu Wuji was somewhat puzzled: "Are they envious that I eat with my hands? Why don't they use them themselves?"
Chu Ge smiled: "These days, people don't care much about that. Eat however you like. Using a knife and fork is just for the atmosphere, unlike the old days when you'd be looked down upon for holding the wrong knife and fork… Besides, a woman with class can do whatever she wants; people will just think you're very elegant."
The waiter brought over the steak, and with a sizzle, the lid was lifted, splattering oil everywhere.
Chu Ge's words caught in his throat, Qiu Wuji's smile stiffened slightly, and the waiter's eyes also held a hint of amusement.
"Please continue using your hands."
But then Chu Ge smiled slowly and deliberately: "Could you move the steak over here?"
The waiter moved it over.
Chu Ge picked up his knife and fork, leisurely cut off a small piece, forked it, and held it to Qiu Wuji's lips: "Ah~"
Qiu Wuji opened her mouth with a "whoosh" and snatched it away, her eyes instantly turning into crescent moons.
The waiter got goosebumps and quickly ran away.
I brought you steak, and you brought me dog food? Can't you be a decent human being?
Over there, Chu Ge, not eating himself, deftly cut the steak into small pieces, pushed them all in front of Qiu Wuji, and smiled, "If you don't like the pizza, give it to me. The steak should be alright."
Qiu Wuji genuinely thought the steak was better than the pizza, and hesitated, looking at the small half-eaten piece in his hand: "I already bit into it..."
Chu Ge nonchalantly took it, mumbling indistinctly, "You've already nibbled on it, what's a little more pizza?"
Qiu Wuji blushed, glanced around, and seeing no one was paying attention, glared at him angrily.
Chu Ge just smiled and ate his pizza.
"When did you nibble on it, in your dreams..." Qiu Wuji mumbled, but didn't continue, picking up his small fork and eating the steak.
He cut it so meticulously.
Delicious.
"I…" Qiu Wuji mumbled, chewing on her steak, "Are you really not going to work on the outline? It's a waste of a day."
Chu Ge laughed, "How can coming out with you be a waste…"
Qiu Wuji said, "So I'm some kind of femme fatale now? If the people in the group find out, they'll kill me."
Chu Ge shook his head, "I already have a draft in mind… Having you around makes me feel relaxed, joyful, and carefree. It's so much better than sitting in front of the computer scratching my head and trying to come up with something. I feel like my head is full of inspiration now, and I can finish it quickly when we get back."
Qiu Wuji asked suspiciously, "Really?"
"Really." Chu Ge smiled, "Believe in yourself, you…" "But the best assistant only makes me more efficient." Qiu Wuji's eyes sparkled, his cheeks twitched for a while, and he gulped down his steak: "Then let's go back, I'll write my autobiography too." In the book's world, outside the sect leader's secluded chamber, an elder bowed and asked for instructions: "We've captured five high-ranking elders of the Fire Prison Sect, as well as Lu Yuanzhang of the Heavenly Origin Sect who previously betrayed us. What should we do with them? Please give your instructions, Sect Leader." Qiu Wuji's voice came from inside the chamber: "I'm in a good mood, imprison... uh, no." The elders: "?" Qiu Wuji sighed: "If evil isn't eradicated completely, future troubles will surely follow. This is not the time for mercy. But these are all strong individuals..." "They have their own dignity. Don't do anything to humiliate them. Destroy their primordial spirits and give them a quick death." The elders bowed their heads in unison: "As you command." Outside the book, Qiu Wuji sat in the back seat of Chu Ge's carriage, her arms wrapped around his waist. She sighed softly and rested her forehead on his back: "Chu Ge, I've killed people. Quite a few." Chu Ge subconsciously squeezed the brakes, then realized what she was talking about. After a moment of silence, he said, "Are you already feeling a little uncomfortable?"
"Yes, everything around you... is too peaceful. No conflict, no killing, so peaceful it makes you feel warm and lazy, not wanting to do anything." Chu Ge said: "Aren't you afraid you'll develop a split personality?"
Qiu Wuji shook his head: "No, my spiritual cultivation isn't so easily compromised. It's just that sometimes I wonder if too much comfort will wear me down, and if I won't be able to adapt to combat when I go back, will that make you worry again?"
Chu Ge thought for a moment: "How about we take the initiative and get involved in supernatural abilities?"
Qiu Wuji decisively objected: "No… I like it this way, and you like it too. Let's build the world in the book together, present it completely across countless dimensions, and watch it materialize step by step. That's what we should be doing."
Chu Ge chuckled and sped up the car.
Qiu Wuji asked curiously: "What are you doing?"
Chu Ge said: "That book you got is now like our child, I need to go back and have a baby."
"Get lost! Dream on!" Qiu Wuji punched him angrily, her cheeks flushed.
Luckily, he couldn't see it.
Having a baby… I've never thought about this in my life… Watching mortal women give birth seems so painful and terrifying.
I really don't understand why they still love having so many children, several in one lifetime.
How many children does Chu Ge want?
No, why should I have children with him! His is just a book, a double entendre, just teasing. Why am I letting him lead me into these wild thoughts?
Qiu Wuji thought angrily, his expression slowly turning dazed.
I might... be unable to have children.
Whether an immortal body has these functions is another matter; whether it does or not is just a matter of his setting changes, so there's no need to think about it too much.
But this body formed by the split soul... according to Baidu, it's menopause?
That's strange. This is a transformed, solidified body, theoretically free to shape itself. Where does the age issue come from? Where does menopause come from?
Even the true body doesn't experience menopause due to age; it's because cultivation has reached a certain level, the physique has changed in a certain sense, the so-called "rebirth," these mortal functions have simply been refined.
The true body doesn't even qualify as true menopause, so how can this body formed by the split soul be menopausal? It doesn't make sense.
Qiu Wuji began to seriously consider this question for the first time. It wasn't that he genuinely wanted to have children; cultivators, when contemplating such matters, would indeed experience perplexing and unresolved issues.
This matter seemed to require investigation, including why he possessed the ability to form a physical body when he shouldn't have. The entire story, from beginning to end, needed to be answered, otherwise, things might go wrong one day, and things like qi deviation were no joke.
Just as he was thinking this, Qiu Wuji suddenly felt a sharp pain in his stomach, instinctively hissing and grabbing Chu Ge's clothes.
Chu Ge was startled: "What's wrong?"
Qiu Wuji frowned and groaned: "My stomach hurts, and...and I'm bleeding a lot..."