After over an hour of practice, the feeling of fullness had vanished, replaced by a slight emptiness.
She had finished the food she brought with her. Seeing that Jiang Qiuqiu was exhausted, Mrs. Ai’er went to her ho nearby and returned with a tube of Spiritual Repair Liquid, handing it to her.
Jiang Qiuqiu: ...
’That’s really not necessary.’
That strange expression appeared on her face again.
Mrs. Ai’er rolled her eyes. "Hurry up and drink it."
"If you chug it all at once, you won’t taste it. If you don’t drink this, you won’t have any energy for the Gravity Room later."
"...I can go back and get sothing to eat," Jiang Qiuqiu said, blinking.
Mrs. Ai’er said, "That’s a waste of ti. Besides, the spiritual power purity of your food isn’t high enough to restore you to your peak condition quickly."
"Go on, drink it. If you don’t, I’ll get you a different flavor."
The so-called "different flavor" was the low-grade version, which tasted even worse. Jiang Qiuqiu had tried it once, and the mory of its suffocating taste made her promptly down the tube.
’It was still disgusting, but at least this one didn’t have an aftertaste. The discomfort only lasted for a mont before the flavor was gone.’
After finishing the Nutrient Liquid, she looked as if she had just survived a catastrophe.
Mrs. Ai’er couldn’t help but laugh. "You young ladies... It’s just a little Nutrient Liquid. You have that look on your face after you drink it, and Chengyu does too. Is it really that awful?"
"It is!" Jiang Qiuqiu said with great solemnity. "It’s truly awful. If I had a choice, I’d never drink this stuff."
"The way you’re acting reminds of soone."
Mrs. Ai’er’s gaze grew a little misty. She turned her head to the side. "He was just like you. So fussy. He wouldn’t drink this even when he was sick."
Her tone... held a faint hint of nostalgia.
Jiang Qiuqiu watched her for a mont. She felt that Mrs. Ai’er’s eyes held many stories.
A little after ten, Jiang Qiuqiu entered the Gravity Room.
The four-tis gravity was so oppressive she could barely breathe. Under such pressure, Jiang Qiuqiu subconsciously released her spiritual power, wrapping it around herself. It was both a defense against the external force and a form of self-protection.
Under such imnse pressure, even just running in the small room took a massive toll. As a result, after less than two hours, Jiang Qiuqiu already looked as if she’d been fished out of the water.
As usual, she collapsed on the sofa in the small living room to rest after her training. Mrs. Ai’er walked over and used her Healing Spiritual Power to help soothe Jiang Qiuqiu’s spiritual power.
The care from the powerful expert revived Jiang Qiuqiu a little.
"Why did you set it to four-tis gravity today?"
"I felt like I’d already adapted to three-tis." Her body had adapted, which ant it was ti for the next step.
Mrs. Ai’er paused. ’Looks like I misjudged her.’
’I didn’t expect this. The girl looks gentle and pretty, but she’s full of conviction and perseverance. She’s hardworking, exceptionally talented, and neither arrogant nor impatient. She’s simply a natural.’
An idea suddenly occurring to her, Mrs. Ai’er asked Jiang Qiuqiu, "Qiuqiu, are you up for cooking right now?"
"Hm? What’s up?"
"I want to give you a test." Mrs. Ai’er had a plan. "The dishes you bring from ho are all made with ordinary thods. You’ve been learning ditation and training for your Healing Spiritual Power recently, haven’t you? Today, I want you to try making a dish using that ditation and show ."
"Sure."
Jiang Qiuqiu agreed in a flash.
Her sixth sense was telling her there had to be a reason for Mrs. Ai’er’s sudden request.
"Is there a kitchen here?"
"Do you have basic seasonings and ingredients?"
"We have everything."
She led Jiang Qiuqiu to the kitchen.
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