After a few minutes of brief recovery, the rescued girl had perked up somewhat and was now devouring a steaming bowl of century egg and lean pork congee with gusto—the handcrafted, collectible edition from Qianqian, originally stashed in my Personal Space for breakfast. Yet, before my eyes, it was demolished in less than five minutes by the ravenous ghoul seated in front of me.
Liu Fan, my classmate, expressed his utmost admiration not only for my ability to summon twin beauties but also for producing food out of thin air.
