OFTLHFRO C60
by NininiaChapter 60: Turns Out Heâs Really Human
âDoes it taste good?â
Luo Mingchen looked at Huo Yan with a smiling face.
Not sure if it was good or not, Huo Yan took two more sips. After getting used to it, he said, âNot bad.â
âThis is cola.â
As Luo Mingchen spoke, he opened another bottle for himself. âBut there isnât much left, only ten boxes. Once itâs gone, thatâs it.â
If he were in his own world, once order was restored, there might still be production.
But now that he had come here, once it was gone, it would truly be gone forever.
Huo Yan had a question. âWhy is it called âcolaâ?â
He was certain it wasnât alcohol, but he couldnât taste what it was made from.
Luo Mingchen paused. âThis⊠I donât know either. Cola is just its name. Maybe itâs because drinking it makes people happy? It also has a nickname, called âHappy Water for Couch Potatoes.ââ
Seeing Huo Yan give him such a complicated look, Luo Mingchen really couldnât hold back a laugh. âItâs just a name. Look, over there youâve got âWife Cakes,â but you donât see them actually stuffing a wife inside.â
Huo Yan: ââŠâ
The two of them wandered around the mall for a while, and only after finishing the cola did they leave.
Although time inside the space slowed down, once they spent too long in there, outside, an hour and a half had already passed, and night had fallen.
Thinking of the three children who would be crying with hunger, Luo Mingchen felt a wave of guilt.
Especially when he found out that Huo Yuhui had already cooked rice and steamed several salted duck eggs, waiting for them to come out and eat.
Luo Mingchen deeply reflected on himself, and so he made a big pot of tofu stewed with loaches, stir-fried a large bowl of cauliflower with pork belly, and mixed a plate of cucumbers before serving the meal.
After dinner, Luo Mingchen placed the fully mutated Ghost Orchid on the windowsill.
The way the orchid bloomed was quite unusual. Its white flowers, when seen from the front, looked somewhat like frogs. In the breeze of the night, the way they swayed really made them look ghostly.
No wonder it was called the Ghost OrchidâŠ
Huo Xiang looked at it, tilting his head. âLittle Daddy, this orchid seems to be growing leaves.â
âThatâs right.â
Luo Mingchen let out a helpless sigh. So, the moment the Ghost Orchid had a chance to mutate, it immediately thought of growing leaves?
No matter whether it could survive elsewhere or not, it first grew leaves. This way, it no longer had to depend on other plants to live.
Thinking about it like this, the Ghost Orchid actually seemed rather independent.
âCan I touch it?â Huo Xiang asked eagerly.
âYou can touch it, but donât pluck it.â
Although even if it was damaged, the orchids in the space could always be given to Third Young Master, Luo Mingchen didnât want the three children to develop the habit of carelessly picking flowers, so he reminded them firmly.
âMm!â
Huo Xiang grinned and reached out to touch it, then leaned in carefully to sniff the flowerâs fragrance. âLittle Daddy, this flower smells so good.â
Luo Mingchen had smelled it before, but he had mainly been worried that the Ghost Orchidâs fragrance might have a hallucinogenic effect or even carry toxins. If that happened, Third Young Master might suspect he was trying to poison him, which would just be too wrong.
After confirming there was no issue, only fragrance, he dared take it out.
Seeing that Luo Mingchen wasnât all that interested in the flower, Huo Xiang turned to Huo Yuhui. âBrother, smell it too.â
Huo Yuhui hesitated, then also leaned in to smell.
Being left out, little Huo Xinyue stretched out her small hands and jumped. âDaddy, hug!â
Luo Mingchen chuckled and picked her up. âYueyue, you can only touch, you canât pluck the flowers, okay? It hurts them if you pick them.â
Hearing this, Huo Xinyue nodded with a foggy understanding. âOkay.â
Afterwards, she imitated her brothers, touching and sniffing the flower. Then she smiled brightly, hugged Luo Mingchen, and said, âDaddy, it smells good.â
Luo Mingchen deliberately asked her, âWhich one smells better, Daddy or the flower?â
Huo Xinyue froze, sniffed at his neck, and her little face was filled with confusion and even a hint of existential crisis.
Amused, Luo Mingchen waited for her answer.
Though she knew it was two different scents, Huo Xinyue followed her heartâs feelings, hugging Luo Mingchen tightly and saying, âDaddy smells good.â
After that, she gave a firm little âMm!â as though to affirm her answer.
Luo Mingchen laughed and pinched her chubby cheeks. âGood girl.â
At that moment, Huo Yan, who had finished boiling hot water, came over and saw the four of them gathered around a flower. He said, âWash up and go to bed.â
The two older boys answered obediently. âOkay.â
Huo Xinyue belatedly also nodded. âOkay~â
Now, whenever Luo Mingchen made tofu, he would always prepare several batches at once. This way, he didnât need to make it every single dayâhe only needed to bring some from the space to the tavern in the morning.
Fortunately, they had stocked up quite a bit of tofu before, so after washing up, Luo Mingchen sprawled comfortably on the bed and even rolled around twice.
Seeing Huo Yan sitting by the table, staring absentmindedly at his hand, Luo Mingchen stretched out a water tentacle and poked his cheek.
Huo Yan only felt a cool sensation touch his face. When he saw the tentacle, he hooked it with his finger. Its soft, springy, and cool texture was actually fun to play with.
Luo Mingchen yawned. âYouâre not tired?â
Working inside the space didnât exhaust the body, but it did cause mental fatigue, and it was late anyway. He didnât understand why Huo Yan was just sitting there staring at his hand.
Hearing this, Huo Yan walked over to him.
Luo Mingchen caught his hand to take a look. âThereâs not even a scratch.â
âI think thatâŠâ
But halfway through speaking, Huo Yan stopped.
Luo Mingchen raised his eyes at him.
And what he got in return was: âNothing.â
Luo Mingchenâs lips twitched, his eyes filled with complaint. ââŠYouâve piqued my curiosity, and now you wonât tell me?â
Huo Yan gave a faint smile. âItâs not something I can fully confirm yet. Saying it wouldnât help.â
âBut you could tell me, itâs not like it matters.â
At that, Huo Yan thought for a moment, then hugged Luo Mingchen. âIt seems like my inner energy has increased a little.â
Even if it was only a small change, to Huo Yan, it was obvious.
It was like if he already had a big pile of copper coins, and then someone slipped in two more. There was a difference, but not much.
Luo Mingchen didnât understand how martial inner energy was cultivated in this world, just as Huo Yan couldnât understand where his abilities came from.
But Luo Mingchen could guess why.
âWhen I stay in the space longer, my abilities also grow stronger little by little. Maybe itâs the same for you. Letâs try again next time.â
So that was itâŠ
After hearing that, Huo Yan stopped dwelling on it. He blew out the lamp and lay down, hugging his spouse to sleep.
In the middle of the night, half asleep, Luo Mingchen faintly heard some sounds. But because Huo Yan had been giving him such a strong sense of security these days, he didnât react right away.
Only when a faint smell of blood drifted in did he suddenly open his eyes. Instinctively, he reached under his pillow for a kitchen knife, but when he didnât find one, he quickly grabbed a random blade from his space.
But the spot beside him, where Huo Yan had been lying, was empty.
The window was half open, and the scent of blood was coming from there. Without thinking, Luo Mingchen jumped out in a few quick steps. When he saw the hunched figure standing in front of Huo Yan, he immediately assumed it was a zombie, and several water tentacles shot forward.
Hearing the commotion, Huo Yan turned his head. Seeing the attack, he immediately shouted, âMingchen, heâs human!â
Those words snapped Luo Mingchen awake. The tentacles veered away from the manâs head, gouging several holes in the wall instead.
The already wounded man: ââŠâ
The water tentacles dissipated, and Luo Mingchen stepped closer. In the cold moonlight, he got a clear look at the manâs face and muttered, âTurns out heâs really human.â
But he had forgotten that in this world, there were no zombies at all.