Almighty Genius

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As time slowly passed, Qin Fang was still lost in the cultivation of his skills…

In Qin Fang's room.

"I'm so hungry, I wonder if Qin Fang has finished cooking?"

Tang Feifei covered her little stomach, which had long been empty, starving to the point of barely having any strength left, and couldn't help but mutter under her breath.

However, Qin Fang still hadn't brought over the cooked food, "No, I have to go check, eat a little at least, I can't hold on much longer!"

With her stomach grumbling incessantly, even Tang Feifei, who was usually very mindful of her demeanor, couldn't afford to think too much and immediately staggered towards the kitchen.

"Qin..."

As soon as she reached the kitchen doorway, Tang Feifei saw Qin Fang's back. She was about to call out to him when his movements caught her eye, and she was so amazed that she even forgot to call his name.

At that moment, Qin Fang was fully immersed in the grand task of making ramen. She saw Qin Fang's hands moving swiftly as the lumpy dough in his hands went from thick to thin, turning into strands of fine noodles…

With just a gentle flick, the noodles he had pulled sprang back with a swoosh—truly full of vigor.

Slap slap slap~~

Though Tang Feifei had seen ramen chefs at work, that was skill acquired over many years of learning, something ordinary people couldn't easily replicate. But she never imagined Qin Fang could also pull ramen. Although the noodles he made might not be as delicious as those made by ramen chefs, the way he did it was as fluid as drifting clouds and flowing water. It was delightful to watch, almost as if he wasn't just making noodles but was engaged in some sort of artistic creation.

Tang Feifei watched comfortably, her mood significantly lightened, and even the crucial matter of her hunger was temporarily forgotten as she stood there clapping and cheering.

"Tang Feifei, why are you here?"

Her clapping naturally startled Qin Fang. As he turned and saw Tang Feifei leaning at the kitchen entrance, he couldn't help but ask.

"What do you mean? You said you'd treat me to a meal, but it's been over an hour, and I haven't seen even a shadow of the food... are you trying to starve me on purpose?"

Upon being asked by Qin Fang, Tang Feifei snapped back to reality, immediately wrinkled her nose, hands on hips, and accused him in a posture she thought very fierce.

However, she was just a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl, with a beautiful and clever appearance, and the smile in her eyes only accentuated Tang Feifei's charmingly dainty bearing, making even Qin Fang, who usually showed little interest in women, become absent-minded for a moment, his breathing slightly heavier.

"What? Over an hour already?"

Yet, Tang Feifei's words quickly brought Qin Fang back to his senses. He exclaimed in surprise and looked out the window, noticing the sky was indeed getting dark.

"I'm so sorry, really sorry... I forgot to buy groceries today, Sister Pan next door gave me some dough, and I wanted to make you a bowl of noodles. It's just that it's my first time making them and I was a bit unfamiliar. It took a long time for me to barely get by!"

Although it wasn't really Qin Fang's fault to begin with, and talking behind someone's back wasn't something Qin Fang would do, he had no choice but to take the responsibility upon himself.

In the midst of talking, he put a pot on the stove, lit the fire to boil water for the noodles, and took out a big piece of dough to start pulling again. His hands moved swiftly, and very soon, a generous serving of ramen was ready.

"Wow, you're so skilled! The noodles are both thin and strong... I bet they are delicious!"

This time Tang Feifei wasn't leaning on the doorway but standing beside Qin Fang, closely observing the entire noodle-pulling process and witnessing the creation of the fresh noodles that were both thin and had a good bite to them.

Qin Fang just smiled and didn't have much to say, but in his heart, he was still thinking about his Noodle-Pulling Skill, astonishingly the proficiency had jumped from the initial zero to 8% in a little over an hour. Based on the 0.1% increase per attempt, Qin Fang must have pulled noodles at least 80 times, even including the time it took to knead the dough, it meant pulling noodles almost once every minute.

Naturally, the actual time was even shorter; probably once every half a minute, which was a speed not inferior to those of professional ramen chefs.

As Qin Fang had not been proficient at the beginning, he had wasted quite a bit of time, but once he got better, the speed increased significantly—possibly taking only twenty seconds to pull a bowl of noodles. This speed was definitely formidable.

Once the noodles were pulled, the rest of the process was much simpler. This was a kitchen with abundant condiments, so in just a few moments, a steaming bowl of ramen was freshly made.

"Making a simple bowl of plain oil ramen, a plain oil ramen that anyone could make without any distinctive features!"

Qin Fang was gradually getting used to items having their names labeled on them, and just as he expected, when this bowl of ramen was ready, it had a very ordinary prefix with a commentary that was as demoralizing as ever.

"Wow, it smells so good..."

Yet, when Qin Fang presented the bowl of ramen he had made especially for Tang Feifei, she took a gentle whiff and instantly was hit by a waft of fragrance, prompting her to exclaim in admiration without hesitation.

In that moment, Qin Fang suddenly felt that all his hard work was worth it, just to receive such a compliment.

Lar Z Lar~~~

Unfortunately, right after that exclamation, Tang Feifei snatched the bowl of ramen out of Qin Fang's hands without any regard for the fact that it was freshly out of the pot and still very hot, and she began to eat it in big bites.

Despite Tang Feifei's skinny appearance, her appetite didn't seem small at all. Qin Fang's serving of ramen was generous—in fact, he himself would have been full after eating it. However, Tang Feifei ate it up in just a few bites, even finishing the soup clean.

The problem was, after Tang Feifei finished the bowl of ramen, she held the empty bowl in her hands and looked pitifully at Ye Chen, and then her bright, tender lips suddenly blurted out, "Qin Fang, can you make me another bowl? It was really delicious!"

"Really delicious?"

Upon hearing Tang Feifei say this, Qin Fang thought he had misheard and stared at her intently, asking in confusion.

Frankly speaking, Qin Fang himself didn't have high hopes for that bowl of ramen he had made—it was, after all, his first bowl, and he didn't even know what it tasted like, not to mention the System's evaluation had left him speechless.

"Yes, really delicious! It's the best ramen I've ever had..."

Seeing Qin Fang's earnest gaze, Tang Feifei, after all, was a girl and couldn't bear it, immediately blushing and lowering her head. Nevertheless, she still acknowledged that Qin Fang's bowl of ramen was very delicious indeed; she had even finished the soup to the last drop.