Su Jiameng had her hands full of warm golden urine: "..."

Huaifeng giggled joyfully, saying he felt much better after peeing. His big round eyes squinted into crescent moons, making everyone around feel soft-hearted. The slap that Su Jiameng was about to deliver was pulled back, and she just lightly patted twice as a form of punishment!

Every parent with a Little Bear must have been a wounded angel with broken wings in a past life, destined to be the poor soul making sanitary pads in the next one.

After all, they came out of an eggshell, rich in nutrients, and developed much earlier than babies born from the womb. Although the two buns can’t speak yet, they can try to roll over and move their limbs. When awake, they are full of energy, and once they get noisy, there’s no stopping them.

Su Jiameng handed them over to Su Mo for care, and the bed soaked by Huaifeng’s kiddie pee also needed changing...

She went downstairs for breakfast and found Gu Ningxuan ready to go to work. She greeted him proactively, and he reacted like a startled bird, his face turning beet red, stammering incoherently, then walking away awkwardly...

Su Jiameng raised an eyebrow, wondering how spirit double fracture syndrome could lower someone’s IQ to make such ridiculously foolish actions? Gu Ningxuan this morning seemed... seriously off, why no treatment...?

While having breakfast, she browsed new book sites. The interstellar literature website is the largest literature site between the stars, with a readership count beyond human calculation. Although Su Jiameng’s book is new, releasing updates every fifteen minutes gets it some exposure in the updates section. Coupled with its quirky name, it gets some clicks and bookmarks, avoiding being completely deserted.

Besides the three comments she initially found, there were now more than twenty new reader comments on the book. Readers criticizing the awkwardness of the first-person narrative still exist, plenty are complaining the author is a stepmother tormenting the protagonist, and one believes the plot drags on too much...

Of course, most attention was drawn by a reader with the ID "CoolBreezeEggChill," who, based on the current disclosed background and clues, used a bunch of data to "spoil" the plot development. Most of the tropes are ones other authors love to write...

However... Su Jiameng gave a light derisive smile. Although this reader’s tropes and plot are well written, and in an ordinary novel, his predictions might be spot on, but... not for her. Unfortunately for him, he guessed none of it right.

The perfect, cool, dominant male lead? Seems like there’s none. She only has a childhood sweetheart, not particularly handsome, just about clean-cut, but young Su Jiameng really liked him, once thinking they were heaven’s match. Unfortunately, he chose someone else in the end...

The gentle, loyal supporting male? She has a heap of loyal underlings, and if divided by screen time into "male lead" and "supporting male," these scumbag subordinates count as "loyal supporting males" at best. But gentle? Forget it, they’re a bunch of lecherous geeks who love shirtless walks in hot weather, nasty middle-aged men taking pleasure in bullying newcomers... Gentle my ass!

The malicious female antagonist destroying relationships? If there’s really a malicious female antagonist, it should be herself, right? At that time, she had beaten up someone’s husband right in front of the wife, sending him into the emergency room, almost to the very gates of the afterlife... 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ𝓋𝑒𝑙.𝑐𝘰𝑚

A big boss recruiting minions and dominating the world? Su Jiameng could only say the reader’s imagination went too far. From beginning to end, she’s the one being bullied the most, okay? Her comrades fell one by one, leaving her with overwhelming loneliness...

On the battlefield, comrades are like the heart’s dependents and the most trusted left and right hands during battle. How to fight without them?

Although this reader was very earnest, not a single guess was right... Su Jiameng muttered, closed her smart brain interface, and dove into training fiercely until she felt exhausted and sore, then took a hot bath and went out for a slow jog...

Su Jiameng’s life is very disciplined. After completing these tasks, she locked herself in the room to process Clay Ore.

There was still a lot of Clay Ore exchanged from the Arms Dealer, and she’s been processing it continuously these days, enough for her own use. But thinking of the future situation she’ll soon face, she couldn’t help but feel a sense of urgency...

Processing Clay Ore can also train spiritual power and promote telekinesis recovery, a pretty good method of cultivation indeed.

And with the existence of processed Clay Ore, she doesn’t need to worry about the possibility of insufficient spiritual power... If she gets tired, she absorbs the spiritual energy inside, and she’s immediately rejuvenated!

After a morning of processing one piece of Clay Ore, looking at several hours’ worth of results, Su Jiameng slowly exhaled, feeling her spiritual power slightly increased. Collecting her work, she got up and called Su Mo to prepare snacks, as she was hungry...

Beep, beep, beep, beep—hearing the familiar sound, she opened her smart brain interface and saw Lucy’s message, "Xiao Meng, I’ve already contacted the people from the Iron Lion Team. Regarding our previous agreement, your next mixed team battle members have been secured!"

"Mm, I know... By the way, how should I contact them?" Since they’ll be future companions in the upcoming team battles, it would be good to get familiar with and coordinate a bit.

Even though those companions were once sent to the Western Heaven by her, as they say, no fight, no acquaintance, killing once enhances bonds with double the reward! Communicating shouldn’t be too much trouble...

"Meet at the same place as our last conversation at 3 PM this afternoon, don’t be late, Xiao Meng," Lucy instructed, then shifted the topic, asking, "By the way, Xiao Meng, has that novel you’ve mentioned where everyone gets killed off started publishing?" (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, feel free to visit Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian.com to read.)