Chapter 1185 - 1182: My Heart Unbound, Infinite Transformations

"In that case, we're pretty impressive..." Ansheng looked up at the fireworks in the sky, his expression full of certainty.

Master Fuli is renowned in the industry, though not originally from Xia Dong, he made a name there, personally founded a famous brand, bolstered public security, and boosted tourism resources, adding spectacle after spectacle.

Jiule City, although the provincial capital, when compared to cities around Xia Dong, aside from economic and tea culture influences, its tourism resources are somewhat transparent.

It's rare for an outstanding representative from the city to feature Master Fuli's image in the fireworks, considering the confidentiality regulations of Spiritual Particles, otherwise, it would have been emblazoned across the city.

"Oh no, I got so engrossed in the performance that I forgot to start the livestream and share with our audience..."

Ah Qing, after enjoying the fireworks show, only belatedly realized and gave a wide-eyed, regretful expression.

Before the fireworks show, Little Fox and Sister Zhuyu were discussing commercial arrangements. As soon as the show began, it dazzled everyone with brilliant fireworks, followed by Fox's sword opening the heavenly gates, perfectly coordinated with the firework lights.

By the time they snapped back to reality, the first fifteen-minute performance had already ended. The drones landed as ordinary fireworks and lights took over, with the second drone fireworks set to start near midnight.

"Actually, it's not really over. The truly lively area is Jasmine Street, hosting a Hanfu parade temple fair and food market..."

Lin Bingyun, having grabbed the milk tea at the entrance, held a tray and approached the tea table, placing the 700ml milk tea in front of each person, smiling as she spoke to Ah Qing:

"Perfect timing, it's only a kilometer from us. We can walk over and start livestreaming, returning later for the second drone performance."

Lin Ying was going out shopping, and Lin Bingyun had already prepared all related itineraries and plans on her way over.

Though missing the drone show was a pity, Jasmine Street next door offered a lantern festival and Hanfu parade.

Compared to the fireworks show, Lin Bingyun sensed that the livestream audience should prefer seeing beautiful girls.

"While you're setting up the phone for the live stream, I can help hold Little Fox..." Lin Ying raised her hand slightly, smiling at Ah Qing as she spoke: "Zhiyu can help too."

"?"

Chen Zhiyu glanced sideways, her eyes showing a trace of doubt as she scrutinized the enthusiastic Lin Ying.

Boss Lin... Is she really this enthusiastic?

"That's fine!" Ah Qing thought for a bit, feeling Sister Dalin's suggestion was quite good, and then began setting up for the live stream.

Just as.

While Ah Qing was setting up, Ansheng was still squatting by the tea table, holding his less ice milk tea, smacking his lips in confusion:

"This Da Hong Pao milk tea... why does it have a bit of the cinnamon flavor from Niulan Pit? It's strangely comforting to drink."

Due to the lack of sunlight and high humidity, Niulan Pit cinnamon rock tea grows with lots of moss, affecting the tea when it co-exists with other plants and tea trees, giving it a unique Pit Canyon charm.

To put it simply, it's like the grassy scent emanating from a lawn after a heavy rain.

"Four hundred and thirty per cup." Chen Zhiyu pursed her lips, looked at the milk tea on the table, and stated the price.

"I see, I was just thinking of grabbing a couple of packets on my way home, but at four hundred and thirty, it's hardly necessary."

Upon hearing Chen Zhiyu mention the price, Ansheng's eager expression vanished, instantly replaced by a disdainful look.

The characteristic of Niulan Pit cinnamon is its durability in brewing; about three grams are enough to make a cup of milk tea.

According to market price, three grams is about one hundred and fifty, unless the boss is shaking it in a bikini personally, otherwise, the two hundred and eighty profit margin—the restaurant must be making bank!

Ansheng, a vein popped on his forehead, groused inwardly.

As they walked out of Purple Wisteria Pavilion, despite it being winter, the street surges with crowds, akin to little furnaces, dispersing all winter's chill, with Ah Qing led to the forefront.

"Xiaolan! You and Sister Lin hang out for a bit, I'm squeezing to the front to capture the Hanfu beauties."

In a temple fair event, whether you're a minor broadcaster or a major one, without your stats at hand, you'd only be swept by the crowd, living a life of floating up and down, whether returning home to dinner depends purely on when the Hanfu parade ends.

But Ah Qing doesn't play by those rules; she's small but Physique's stats are high, as she slips through like a dragon.

"Wanna stroll?"

Lin Ying sent Lin Bingyun and Chen Zhiyu off to assist Ah Qing, while she herself glanced sideways, asking Master Fuli on her shoulder.

"I just said, why did you bring a set of clothes when heading out, turns out you were waiting for me." Ansheng looked at the bag Lin Ying was holding, his expression revealing "I get it now" as he gazed at her.

"In a city designed with ergonomics, nothing feels better than transforming into human form..."

Lin Ying smiled, taking Master Fuli along as she headed towards a fully black glass tour bus at the street corner.

Upon arriving at Master Fuli's exclusive RV, Lin Ying sat on the sofa, waiting for Master Fuli to change clothes.

"Huh?"

Ansheng uttered a soft exclamation in the bathroom, outside Lin Ying stood up, knocking on the door asking: "Missing parts for the clothing?"

"No... the outfit's just small, stuck at the crotch, I'll just shrink my Physique a bit, no problem." Ansheng responded from the bathroom through the door.

"?"

Lin Ying's expression momentarily froze in front of the door, her eyes filled with suspicion as she looked towards the bathroom.

Wasn't the outfit tailored according to New Year's measurements of Master Fuli's full body? It wasn't washed, how could it possibly get stuck at the crotch...

"All done!"

Ansheng emerged from the room, sporting his signature long white hair, clad in a jade-colored top with an elastic band at the hem, workers-design long pants on the bottom, black-and-white board shoes on his feet.

Originally, there was a knitted hat, but Ansheng disliked it hiding his hair color, so he didn't wear it.

"Say, Master Fuli..." Lin Ying's face displayed curiosity as she asked:

"I recall you mentioned that after completing gene reorganization, you can fully control all your body's cells, right?"

"Yeah! I'm unrestrained, and ever-changing." Ansheng declared matter-of-factly: "Only, I don't quite fancy the form Shasha described to me, so I maintain my original appearance."

Upon completing gene reorganization, Master Fuli actually possesses flying abilities, can ride magnetic fields, and even change form into a jellyfish-like dandelion.

However, the former is exceedingly ugly, with a spiked head like an intercontinental missile, the body secretes mucus to reduce wind resistance for supersonic flight.

The other form is okay, but it resembles a large snow mochi dusted with powder, and it's slow.

The First Epoch Life's engineering doesn't prioritize aesthetics, only practicality and science, filled with brutal beauty.

Yet those forms are genuinely aesthetically unpleasing, even giving them to Shasha, she keeps her original skin form when non-combat, utterly avoids transformation.

"Then... may I see what you'd look like grown up, Master Fuli?" Lin Ying's eyes showed curiosity, squatting down to look at the one-meter-twenty Master Fuli and asked.

"What's the big deal? I can just inflate myself." Ansheng casually waved his hand, indicating it was nothing.