Having found a demon, I've decided to raise her.

As agreed... I'll come to your house...

She was too embarrassed to say the last part aloud. After all, it was A-Fu's first time falling in love. Although she had achieved some success on the path of becoming a sword immortal, she was still shy about this kind of thing.

She lightly touched her toes.

Chen Ming felt that something was off about the atmosphere. A Fu was blushing and making some cute little gestures, looking a bit nervous.

This made him scratch his head nervously.

Hmm, this feels a bit like a blind date?

Chen Ming twitched his lips, thought for a moment, and said—

"Ah Fu, what do you usually like to do?"

Uh, he only realized after asking the question that it was a standard question for blind dates. Was he really going to have a blind date here? He kept criticizing himself in his mind.

A-Fu blinked her gray eyes and said apologetically—

"Normally, I just practice swordsmanship, answer some questions from my classmates, occasionally meditate in my room, or go up the mountain to gain enlightenment and teach my disciples..."

Thinking about it, I realized that my life is actually very monotonous, and it has been like this for a long, long time without any changes.

Although there wasn't anything wrong with it, it wasn't until I met him that I started to feel a bit lonely. Experiencing the beauty of human nature and longing for more reciprocation, I no longer wanted to be alone, and there was no going back.

She carefully raised her head, looked at him, and said—

"Hmm... lately, I think I've taken a liking to cooking."

"Want to cook?"

Chen Ming smiled and said—

"Cooking is indeed quite fun, especially making delicious food and letting others taste it; it's very satisfying."

Afu looked at him and asked shyly—

Where is Mr. Chen Ming?

"what?"

What does Mr. Chen Ming like to do?

"Like you, I enjoy cooking."

Chen Ming thought for a moment, then said—

"Of course, there's also playing computer games, although I don't play computer games much lately, since the computer's been taken over by Dongyi. I mostly use my phone, watching videos, browsing forums, and occasionally playing a few games."

"Videos and games?"

Afu tilted his head. As someone who rarely appeared in the world, he was quite different from Dongyi and didn't understand these things very well, only knowing a little.

She nodded and said—

"Then I'll give it a try, with my phone and games..."

"Ah Fu, are you interested in these things too?"

"No."

Afu gently shook her head, then looked away, hesitated for a moment, and said—

"Since you're interested in these things, I'd like to learn about them too... Is that not allowed?"

"..."

Chen Ming covered his nose, looking at A Fu's cautious appearance. This shy girl was just too cute.

Because you like it, I'd like to know more about it...

What does it mean?

Chen Ming felt that he had fallen into the illusion that she might like him again, and couldn't help but think of Dong Yi's words.

The girl before him was to become his dowry maid...

A cute little maid.

It really evokes his strong possessiveness, while at the same time making him feel very lovable.

Recalling Afu's delicate body, the feeling of being embraced from before still seemed to linger, as if holding that delicate and slender figure.

Chen Ming blushed slightly.

Sometimes I really feel like I'm terrible. Have my standards dropped again lately? I find everyone I meet adorable, and I'm becoming more and more shameless.

I actually wanted to defend myself.

She's so adorable! Someone as cute and sensible as Afu is simply irresistible.

Who can withstand this?!

He really wanted to make her his maidservant. Regardless of whether what Dong Yi said was true or not, he did have some thoughts about it.

Otherwise, the fake act might become real.

It doesn't matter if it's fake.

He smiled slightly, but only in his mind...

But what does Afu think? What if Dongyi is telling the truth?

Marry Dongyi, and then Afu will accompany him as part of his dowry.

He thought of Dong Yi's white thighs and genuinely felt that he was very wicked.

Chapter 115 Language D

Chen Xiao looked at the computer screen, thought carefully for a moment, then shook his head, tapped a few keys on the keyboard, and switched pages...

Jiajia lay on her bed, looked at Chen Xiao, and said—

"Xiaoxiao, what are you doing?"

"The task the teacher told me about."

"Didn't I say I finished work? Why are you getting extra tasks?"

Jiajia gets a headache whenever she hears about a task. She feels mentally exhausted when there is no progress in her research, and she feels physically and mentally exhausted when there is progress.

Fortunately, they are girls, so they don't lose much hair.

Men are in a bad situation.

Jiajia lay on Chen Xiao's back on the bed, wiggled her toes, and looked at Chen Xiao's screen.

It's a bunch of strange symbols.

Jiajia asked—

"What ancient language is this?"

"I don't know, it's not mainstream."

Chen Xiao shook his head. Human language and writing have developed for so long, and besides the famous ones, there are many scattered, non-mainstream fragments.

Too few samples make deciphering difficult.

Some of them have nothing to do with the mainstream, and even their grammatical rules are independent, which is really frustrating.

Jiajia glanced at it and felt a headache coming on. She said—

"Why did the teacher assign you such a task? We were supposed to take a break."

Jiajia's personality isn't suited to dealing with these things; she often finds herself clueless. It's quite normal that she's been extremely angry about ancient scripts for over a decade without finding a solution.

Generally, we can only wait for more samples to be unearthed and then decipher them.

Chen Xiao rubbed the bridge of his nose and said—

"This is a lot of samples, so it'll be quick to decipher. The teacher didn't assign any tasks, just told me to take a look when I have time and help others out."

"Isn't that just a way of saying they want you to work overtime?"

Jiajia complained on Chen Xiao's behalf, but the teacher's lack of force was a sign of understanding; research tasks are heavy, and no one has an easy time.

If Chen Xiao and the others on the periphery are this busy, those on the inside must be working themselves to the bone.

Jiajia asked—

"Whose project is this? It doesn't seem to be from China?"

"Yes, we're seeking assistance with projects in Western Europe."

"Hmph? Science knows no borders?"

Jiajia raised an eyebrow.

Chen Xiao said—

"They definitely won't let us know the core information, but they'll reveal a little bit. Let's see if we can get any information out of them. That's probably what the teacher is planning."

"It's useless. Even if we decipher it, it won't give us anything useful."

Jiajia waved her hand. Reality is not a naive world. Scientific research results must be kept in one's own hands. She does not want others to steal them.

Chen Xiao hesitated for a moment, then said—

"maybe."

"what?"

"I think everyone has been very...cooperative lately."

Chen Xiao didn't know how to put it, but the international resistance seemed to be gradually decreasing.

Jiajia tilted her head and said—

"Forget about that. How much have you deciphered?"

"Compared to the previous results, this seems like a story."

"Story? Isn't it a historical record?"

"Well... stories can be considered a form of record-keeping, too."