At these words, Jiang Qiuqiu gave Little Qing a serious look.
"Miss Jiang, we've discovered that your food seems to counteract gene collapse!"
Mo Si had said something similar.
So she just hummed in acknowledgment.
Little Qing thought Miss Jiang would be thrilled by this explosive news. After all, judging by her food donations and her behavior during livestreams, she didn't seem to be aware that her food had such a special ability.
But now that he had said it, he took a good look at Jiang Qiuqiu's expression.
'Was she… completely unfazed? As calm as still water?'
'Could it be…'
'Was she hiding her true depths and had known all along?'
For a moment, Little Qing couldn't figure out what was going on.
Jiang Qiuqiu asked him, "So, someone here is suffering from gene collapse? Are you asking me to donate more food?"
"No, that's not it." Little Qing shook his head. "Not as a donation. We want to buy some food from you…"
"Buy?"
