As someone in sequence 001, I also want to give up today.

After Lingdang finished speaking, the fat orange cat slowly meowed, then jumped onto a higher cat tree, refusing to continue being a toy.

Lingdang didn't care, and suddenly her eyes lit up as she ran to Li Xian.

"Old Deng."

"Um?"

"You're saying that with my 26 points of mental strength, I'll be a mid-level D-rank after the fission, right?"

"right."

"So, am I pretty amazing now?"

Looking at her eager expression, Li Xian felt a sense of foreboding.

"What do you want to do?"

Bell released his hand, took two steps back, and struck what she thought was a cool pose.

"I, Bell, a D-rank expert (after fission), now formally challenge you!" She puffed out her small chest.

"Let me see the difference between me and a top-tier expert!"

"A challenge to me?"

Li Xian gave him an expression that said, "Do you want to eat bamboo shoots stir-fried with pork?"

"That's right!" Bell said earnestly.

Li Xian looked at her and remained silent for three seconds.

Then he laughed.

"Okay," he said. "Come on. Let me move, and you win."

Bell jumped excitedly to the center of the living room.

"I'm getting serious!"

Li Xian stood up from the sofa, stretched out his right hand, and hooked his index finger at the bell.

"Come."

Bell took a deep breath, her large golden eyes narrowing slightly.

She hasn't used the fission ability in a long time.

Today, let her show her true strength!

Full mental power!

Fission!

With a base of 26 points, it instantly expands to 676 points!

A surge of immense spiritual power erupted like a tide, forming a faint golden halo around the bell.

Grade D.

A genuine D-grade product.

She felt full of power, as if she could punch through a wall.

Her golden pupils became even brighter, as if two tiny flames were dancing within them.

"ha!"

She pushed her hands forward, and a powerful surge of mental energy rushed towards Li Xian.

She wanted to make Old Deng back down!

Even just one step!

Then--

Li Xian stood still, motionless.

The psychic power that was strong enough to overturn an ordinary D-level ability user struck him, but didn't even budge a hair.

When that psychic force struck him, it was like a drop of water flowing into the ocean, without even a ripple.

Lingdang was stunned. Although she knew that Lao Deng was probably a master of B level or above, the gap shouldn't be this big!

She increased her output.

676 points of mental energy, unleashed at full power!

The golden halo intensified, and the surrounding air began to distort.

Li Xian remained motionless.

He even had time to yawn.

Lingdang gritted her teeth and used all the strength she had to eat the pudding, her little face turning red.

one second.

two seconds.

three seconds.

Li Xian stood still, motionless.

He even picked at his ear.

Lingdang's mental energy was finally exhausted. She sat down on the ground with a thud, panting heavily, her little face full of resentment.

"How...how did you do that?"

Li Xian lowered his hand, his tone still calm: "You want to know?"

The bell nodded frantically.

Li Xian extended his index finger and flicked it lightly at her.

"Huh?!?"

Suddenly, Lingdang was suspended in mid-air, her four feet off the ground, like a kitten being lifted up by an invisible hand, flailing helplessly in the air.

Fat Orange poked its head out from the balcony, its heterochromatic eyes filled with "serves it right" and "watching the show."

Little Gold also gently shook its leaves.

"Shall we continue?" Li Xian asked.

"I'm not fighting anymore! Put me down! I give up!" Bell fluttered around.

Li Xian gently placed her back on the ground.

After the bell fell to the ground, he plopped down on the ground, panting heavily.

"No...that's not fair..." she muttered, "Your mental strength is so much higher than mine!"

Li Xian walked over, squatted down in front of her, and reached out to rub her head.

"Silly girl," he said, "you only have 26 points. Even with fission, you'll only have 676 points. Guess how many I have?"

Bell blinked: "How much?"

I won't tell you.

Bell: "..."

She puffed out her cheeks and glared angrily at Li Xian.

"You're bullying me again!"

Li Xian smiled.

"Alright, get up." He stood up and reached out his hand to her.

Bell grabbed his hand and he pulled her up.

After standing up, she suddenly remembered something, looked up at Li Xian, and a sly glint flashed in her eyes.

Suddenly, with a "Waaah!" sound, two small hands swiftly attacked Li Xian's waist—a tickling tactic!

Li Xian was prepared and grabbed her wrist.

"Aren't you childish?"

"Hehe! A feint to the east while attacking in the west! That's my ultimate move!"

Lingdang laughed triumphantly, then took a deep breath and aimed it at the back of Li Xian's hand.

"ha--!"

A breath of hot, milky steam hit the target precisely.

The kitten is hissing!

Li Xian loosened his grip.

Li Xian's hand unconsciously loosened slightly.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Lingdang broke free and laughed triumphantly with her hands on her hips.

"Hahaha! I won!"

She was laughing happily when she suddenly felt a lightness in her body.

Li Xian lifted her up with one hand, like a kitten whose scruff of the neck was pinched, dangling in the air, its limbs flailing futilely.

The bell's laughter stopped abruptly.

Her little face was filled with an expression that said, "I was wrong."

"Old Deng, Old Deng, I was wrong, put me down, I'm carsick!"

Li Xian looked at her, expressionless.

"What did you just say?"

"I was wrong……"

"Who's winning?"

"You won, you won..."

Li Xian put her down.

As soon as Lingdang landed, she immediately took two steps back and looked at him warily.

Then she suddenly remembered something and subconsciously touched the top of her head.

Those two golden kitten ears, which Li Xian had concealed with spatial folding and energy illusions, seemed to be about to pop out for a moment just now.

She touched it and found it was still there, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Li Xian noticed her subtle movement, and the corners of his mouth curved slightly.

"Alright. If you keep making a fuss, there won't be any pudding tonight."

The bell immediately became obedient.

But he retorted, "Hmph, let me practice some more... I'm going to find Fat Orange to spar with!"

"Fat Orange! Let's have a match!"

Fat Orange's pupils dilated instantly.

It looked at Li Xian, its eyes filled with "help".

Li Xian shrugged, indicating that he was unable to help.

Fat Orange: "..."

It resignedly lay down, only impatiently slapping the ground twice with the tip of its tail.

"Fat Orange, don't move! I'm going to attack you with my mental power!"

"Meow."

Translation: Go ahead and attack, there's nothing you can do if I don't move.

"ah--!"

"Meow."

"Ouch—!"

"Meow."

Bell tried for a long time, but not a single hair on Fat Orange's head was messed up.

"Why are you like this too..." Bell collapsed to the ground, hugging Fatty Orange's belly.

"You adults (and the cat) just dampen the children's enthusiasm..."

Fat Orange: "Meow." (Translation: This is called overwhelming power, little girl.)

The chubby orange cat licked its paws, a hint of smugness in its eyes.

Just kidding, it's a Class B alien beast.

If it gets defeated by a six-year-old girl, how can it remain the King of Cats?

The bell looked down at it, and suddenly remembered something.

"Hey Fatty Orange, aren't you a B-rank too? Come help me teach Old Deng a lesson!"

Fat Orange froze for a moment, then silently got up and jumped back onto the balcony with elegant and swift steps.

He lay down close to Xiao Jin, leaving her with only a rounded, rejecting back view.

Meow. (Translation: Just say you want me dead.)

She looked at the fat orange cat's "I don't want to die" expression and fell silent.

Fine, I accept it.

She walked to the sofa, plopped down, and leaned against Li Xian.

"Old Deng, what if you suddenly stop being lazy and become the super-diligent 'King of Paperwork' at the Special Abilities Bureau?"

"No." Li Xian said firmly.

Why?

"Laziness is my way, my root, my original intention."

Bell: "...Speak like a human."

"Being lazy is comfortable."

Lingdang rolled her eyes, giving him a "I knew it" look.

She climbed back onto the sofa, leaned against Li Xian, and let out a big yawn.

"So when will you fight seriously?"

"Wait until you or Xiaoyu really run into trouble."

Li Xian said casually, swiping his phone screen with his finger.

After hearing this, Lingdang blinked and didn't say anything more, but just snuggled closer to him.

He muttered to himself, "Well... that's not bad either."

Before long, his breathing became even and long.

After Li Xian waited until she fell asleep, he used his mental power to cover her with a small blanket. He glanced at the living room, which had been a bit messy from the "sparring," and with a slight movement of his mental power, everything returned to normal.

He got up and strolled into the kitchen, humming a completely off-key song, and began preparing dinner.

Teasing the energetic little catgirl, watching her bark and claws and then cower in fear, is indeed a nice spice in a mundane life.

Moreover, "free labor" will come to check the space problem tomorrow, which is worry-free.

As for what to do at night?

Hmm... After dinner, I'll watch some boring TV for a while, and then go to sleep.

Did you forget something?

do not care.