Everyone In The Universe Is My Food Fan

Because he was too excited.
Whether it was due to consuming too much energy, or because of the wine that could relax one’s mind, or because—
Mo Si gripped his own tail.

It was very exciting, even though his conscious mind hadn’t transmitted any energy to his tail, it was still moving up and down like a little motor.
Six hours had passed.
Normally, even at this point, he wouldn’t lose control.

It seemed to be conveying a kind of inner joy.
—
Still couldn’t sleep.

Coincidentally, yesterday a letter came from the military office. He dealt with some documents for a while, and then couldn’t help but think about tonight’s scene.
At this moment, all Mo Si felt was self-condemnation. He felt like a rogue.
It’s too rude, and too awkward. He actually exposed himself in front of a young girl. There is no doubt that he’s a living thug.

He sighed. How did things suddenly turn out like this?
Blame it on eating too much, perhaps.
He opened the terminal. The girl had messaged, but Mo Si hadn’t replied. It wasn’t intentional neglect; he just felt at a loss for words.

Coincidentally, at this moment, Qiu Dao sent an urgent message.
At four in the morning, an automated jump mech parked outside Mo Chengyu’s house. Mo Si, wearing a cloak and a hat, jumped into the mech silently and left without a sound.
—

The next day, Jiang Qiuqiu arrived as per their usual agreement to practice mental abilities, only to find that the one receiving her was Mo Chengyu, whom she hadn’t seen in a long time.
“Sister Chengyu, is that you?”
“… What’s wrong?” Mo Chengyu yawned, “Did I do something wrong? Why do I feel like you’re disappointed to see me?”
“No, it’s just strange,” Jiang Qiuqiu sat down with a food box in hand, “Usually it’s Hei Dong.”

“He had urgent matters and went back to work yesterday,” Mo Chengyu also wasn’t clear about what had happened in the military department to make Mo Si leave at four in the morning, “I’ll probably be the one training you for the time being.”
“Then I’ll have to trouble you, Sister Chengyu.”
“No trouble at all, I’m happy to help!”

True to her word, Mo Chengyu’s training style was completely different from Mo Si’s. While Mo Si focused more on broad strokes, Mo Chengyu paid meticulous attention to details.
“You can disperse your mental energy.”
“If your perception abilities are strong enough, you can spread out your mental energy.”

Another exhausting day passed, and Jiang Qiuqiu rested quietly on the sofa. Suddenly, she remarked, “Sister Chengyu, I’ve noticed a big difference in the mental aura between you and Hei Dong.”
“Yeah,” Mo Chengyu smiled, “That’s because our mental focuses are different. He’s clearly more combat-oriented, while I lean towards pure spiritual wisdom.”
“Is there really such a division?” Jiang Qiuqiu looked curious.

“Yes, everyone’s mental attributes are unique.”
“What about me then?”
“Well, although we haven’t measured it with instruments, both Hei Dong and I think you’re likely of the healing type.”

Healing type?
“It’s a direction easily awakened by those with pure and kind hearts,” Mo Chengyu explained the significance of healing-type mental masters in the Federation.
Jiang Qiuqiu took note of these things.

Around noon, Jiang Qiuqiu returned home.
Once home, she messaged Mo Si again, asking what he was doing.
By the time he received the message, Mo Si was already on patrol with the Sixth Army.

—Urgent matters, I’m not on Federal Star right now.
—When are you coming back then?
The both of them understood without saying that they wouldn’t bring up what happened yesterday.

Mo Si wanted some time to cool off, and with issues in the Sixth Army needing his attention, he replied: “I’ll be back by the end of the month.”
The end of the month marked the beginning of the Federation University’s public enrollment exams.