Xingtie: My silly online friend is actually a raccoon!

"The flow of time for both parties may only be synchronized during communication."

After Qingque said this, everyone present fell silent for a moment.

However, Xing, March 7th, and Danheng did not show much surprise, but exchanged a knowing look.

In Onphalus, they had already experienced the different flow of time.

Although the setting is somewhat different this time, at least we don't have to digest the concept from scratch again.

"So what do we do now?"

March 7th raised a question, his hands resting on the edge of the table, his gaze sweeping back and forth between the stars and the bluebird.

"What else can we do? Let's have breakfast first. By the time we finish eating, Lu Ze will probably be there to see Lord Taibu."

Qingque shrugged and casually picked up the menu on the table that she hadn't had time to hand out yet.

Clearly, in her view, nothing was more important than filling her stomach.

Xing naturally shared the same thought, but she didn't forget that she was also responsible for relaying messages between Lu Ze and Qing Que.

She lowered her head, her fingers flying across the screen as she sent a message to Lu Ze to keep their timelines synchronized.

Judging from Lu Ze's schedule, he has plenty of time to prepare before meeting Fu Xuan in the afternoon, while they only need to enjoy breakfast to match Lu Ze's schedule.

Besides, only when they are well-fed and watered can they have the energy to help him come up with ideas.

"Qingque, Lu Ze asked Fu Xuan what her preferences are, and he wants to bring her a gift," Xing said while typing without looking up.

"Sweets, divination, reading, and reviewing official documents—these are all things that the Grand Diviner enjoys."

Qingque spoke with great familiarity, her words flowing so quickly that she showed almost no hesitation.

After all, she was slacking off under Fu Xuan every day. If she couldn't even figure out her boss's preferences and routine, how could she accurately find the time when the Grand Diviner was away to sneak out and play cards?

So, even slacking off is a skill, and gathering this kind of information is a basic skill for her.

Xing nodded. Although she didn't know why Fu Xuan liked to approve official documents, she still sent Qing Que's words verbatim.

[Galaxy Baseball Man: Sweets, divination, reading, and reviewing official documents—these are all things Fu Xuan enjoys.]

"Oh, right..."

Qingque suddenly sat up straight, as if she had suddenly remembered something important, and her previous lazy demeanor vanished.

She reached out and pressed Xing's arm, speaking a few seconds faster than before.

"Have Lu Ze go to Sanyu Bookstore and ask if they have a book called 'General Treatise on Starship Navigation, Volume One'. Buy it; you might need it later."

Although Xing didn't quite understand what specific use the book could have, Qingque was a local and had worked with Fu Xuan for many years. Since she said it was useful, it was probably really useful.

She lowered her head and sent the suggestion along with the text.

"Okay, I've told him."

"Since that's the case, what are we waiting for? Let's eat!" Qingque waved her hand and deftly reached for the steaming basket of shrimp dumplings in the center of the table.

March 7th has been waiting for this phrase for a long time.

With lightning speed, she arrived first, picking up a crystal-clear shrimp dumpling before Qingque could react, and popping the whole thing into her mouth, her cheeks puffing out like a hamster.

While chewing, he couldn't help but complain.

"I've been waiting for you to say that. Why are you all like adults, going on and on once you start talking about serious matters?"

As she chewed, her eyes suddenly widened. "Wow! These shrimp dumplings are so fresh!"

"I told you, the food here is really good."

Qingque looked proud, as if she had made the shrimp dumplings herself.

She turned her chopsticks and picked up another chicken foot in sauce.

The whole chicken feet have been deboned, first braised and then steamed. They are soft, chewy, and full of flavor, with a mouthful of collagen in every bite.

Xing placed her phone on the edge of the bowl, the screen still lit, displaying her chat with Lu Ze.

She picked up a shumai and stuffed it into her mouth, then casually snapped a picture of the table full of steamers.

After taking the photo, she hesitated for a moment but still didn't send it to Lu Ze immediately.

Let him buy the gift honestly thirty years ago. After he has finished his business and spent all the money, it's not too late to give him the gift.

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