Fang Ming photographed all the documents and then, with Nannan, left the room and went outside. Since he had already figured out the cause and effect of the tragedy at the mine, there was no need to search for anything else.
"What next..." Fang Ming rubbed his chin. He couldn't leave the residential area. If he left, the miners' hatred would follow him, and Fang Daolong's rune would be useless.
"Do I have to wait here?"
Fang Ming scratched his head. After thinking for a long time, he couldn't come up with any other solution. It seemed he could only wait here for now.
But he couldn't just wait idly. Fang Ming's eyes twinkled, and he thought of a way to pass the time.
"Yi Hao, Qing Mian, come out quickly. Let's make a big feast!"
That's right, Fang Ming planned to cook something with them.
During his search, he had seen quite a few ingredients. It was a good opportunity to take Nannan and the other spirits to cook a meal.
To be honest, he hadn't eaten a proper meal in a long time. Ever since he entered the Changsheng Realm, he hadn't eaten like a normal person. His daily energy consumption was maintained by the resentment in his body.
Upon hearing Fang Ming's call, Yi Hao and Qing Mian transformed back from their spirit-patterned state on Fang Ming's body to their original forms.
"Wahahaha, I, Nicholas Dracula, am finally seeing the light of day again!" Yi Hao exclaimed excitedly.
Qing Mian looked at the simpleton expressionlessly.
Fang Ming put his hand on his forehead. "Even when you were in your spirit-patterned state, it didn't affect your ability to observe your surroundings, did it?"
It was as if he had imprisoned him.
Yi Hao coughed awkwardly. "Well, I was sleeping the whole time, so I didn't pay attention to my surroundings."
Fang Ming: "..."
"Let's go, follow me. We'll find a kitchen and cook something," Fang Ming beckoned, and the spirits followed him into a room.
This was a man's room. Although he hadn't found any valuable documents inside earlier, there was a kitchen here, and it contained quite a few ingredients.
"Qing Mian, slice this cucumber. Yi Hao, go get some bowls and chopsticks," Fang Ming instructed methodically.
"Fang Ming, what about me?" Nannan blinked and asked, tilting her head.
"You..." Fang Ming propped up his chin and thought for a moment. "Go clean up the dining table in the living room, and then you can wait for the meal."
"Okay, Fang Ming," Nannan happily ran out of the kitchen and began to tidy up the dining table.
Fang Ming tied an apron around his waist, rummaged through the refrigerator for some ingredients, and started to chop.
"Dada da..." The knife blurred on the cutting board, slicing ingredients into pieces and arranging them on plates.
...
Half an hour later, dish after dish was brought to the table by Yi Hao. A total of eight dishes were prepared, along with a pork rib soup, before Fang Ming finally stopped. He then walked out with Qing Mian.
"Dinner!"
Yi Hao shouted excitedly. Fang Ming took out his phone and took a picture of the spirits. He looked at the photo with satisfaction and then sat down at the table.
"You've done very well." Suddenly, a clear, cold voice with a hint of a smile echoed from an unknown location.
"Who?!" Nannan and the two spirits instantly became alert, standing up and looking around. They activated all their abilities, scanning every nook and cranny.
But it was obvious that the three of them, including Nannan, found nothing!
Fang Ming frowned upon hearing the voice. This familiar voice...
"Changsheng?" Fang Ming asked tentatively.
"I didn't expect you to still remember me, haha." A man who looked like a dashing young gentleman stepped out of the void and appeared before the dining table.
Changsheng glanced at the dishes and sighed, "I haven't eaten human food in hundreds of years."
"You are Changsheng?" Nannan and the two spirits stared intently at Changsheng. They couldn't feel any fluctuation of aura from him. Although Changsheng was right in front of them, they couldn't sense him at all!
They were not on the same level!
"Sit, sit, sit. Why so tense?" Changsheng smiled slightly, his smile deepening especially when he looked at Nannan.
Fang Ming gave the three spirits a look, and only after Fang Ming sat down did they cautiously follow suit.
"Why are you here?" Fang Ming asked.
At this moment, he really couldn't fathom why Changsheng would suddenly appear.
Moreover, his father, Fang Daolong, was in this world. If Changsheng attacked him, Fang Daolong would surely die!
This made Fang Ming a little nervous.
He wanted to see Changsheng, but definitely not here.
"I was just passing by, sensed your aura, and decided to drop in," Changsheng said with a smile.
No one would believe that.
"Tell me, what is your purpose? You're definitely not here just to see me, are you?" Fang Ming said sternly.
For some reason, Fang Ming didn't feel any distance when facing Changsheng, as if they were old acquaintances.
Changsheng picked up a pair of chopsticks and asked, "May I use these?"
Fang Ming nodded. "Yes."
Yi Hao opened his mouth as if to say something, but seeing Changsheng's expression, he swallowed it back.
Those were its chopsticks! It hadn't even used them yet!
After receiving permission, Changsheng picked up the chopsticks, grabbed a piece of chicken, and put it in his mouth. He tasted it and praised, "Your cooking is quite good."
Fang Ming didn't respond to his compliment, just stared at him, waiting for his answer to the previous question.
Nannan and the other two didn't dare to touch their chopsticks. Who knew why the ruler of the Changsheng Realm had come here today.
The three of them had never interacted with Changsheng before and had no idea about his temperament. What if they angered him?
Changsheng felt uncomfortable being stared at by them. He put down his chopsticks and smacked his lips, showing no air of arrogance at all.
Changsheng finally spoke, "I'm here, firstly, to see your current strength, and secondly, to meet Fang Daolong and discuss some things with him."
"Meet my father?" Fang Ming's heart skipped a beat. He asked nervously, "What do you want to see him for?"
After all, Changsheng and Fang Daolong were sworn enemies. If they met, wouldn't they immediately fight?
"We'll discuss the world's plan, the sustainable development of humanity, and so on," Changsheng said nonchalantly.
This...
Fang Ming was speechless for a moment.
If that were the case, Fang Daolong would probably be ashamed to death. He had always been thinking of saving the world, but the villain had never intended to destroy it.
However, combining the information from both sides, it seemed that besides Changsheng and Fang Daolong, there was a mysterious third party constantly instigating conflict between them.
Who was this third party?
Fang Ming fell into contemplation. He felt as if he had overlooked something.
What could it be?
Fang Ming was certain that he had encountered the third party before. It was an intuition deep within him, but he had no clue for the moment.
Suddenly, Fang Ming looked up at Changsheng, whose demeanor had changed significantly, and held up his hand, displaying the rune on his back, and asked:
"What do you mean by giving me this key?"