At night, Mo Chengyu was adjusting Mo Si’s facial parameters.

Of course, not for plastic surgery.

Mo Chengyu could freely use her own face here because she was a confidential member of the Federation, never appearing in the spotlight, her identity kept secret.

But Mo Si, as the Blade of the Empire, had been interviewed countless times, and pictures of him were circulated all over the star network.

Now that he was going to stay here for three months, and Mo Chengyu didn’t want to isolate the person next door, she could only let Mo Si use a simulated face.

“If you cared about your safety, you wouldn’t have let a stranger come in here.”

“…It was an accident.” Mo Chengyu was still adjusting the data. “A stroke of fate.”

“Fate?” Mo Si repeated these two words. “Fate derived from a plan flaw due to staff mishandling?”

“I don’t want to talk to you!”

“I was actually going to tell you a secret! But now I don’t want to!”

“Fine.” Mo Si nodded. “I also hope you keep silent.”

“!”

Mo Chengyu stamped her foot.

“Hmph, if you’re going to be like this, I won’t adjust it anymore! You’ll just have to deal with this face!”

After saying that, Mo Chengyu trotted out of Mo Si’s room.

Leaving the man to rise and walk to the mirror, a familiar yet unfamiliar face appeared before him—it was none other than Mo Si’s appearance when he was younger.

His appearance at sixteen, his features not yet fully developed, with a mix of youthfulness and sharpness. Amused by her own mischief, Mo Chengyu intentionally made his eyes slightly rounder.

Now the sharpness of youth is gone, replaced by—innocence.

Mo Si: …

“Mo Chengyu, come down.”

“I-I-I-I-I won’t come down!”

“Come down.”

“Your tone is so scary, I’ll die if I come down!”

“Then I’ll come up.”

“Ahhh, okay, okay, I’ll come down!”

Mo Chengyu finally gave in, but after coming down and tinkering for a while, she found, “This simulated face can only be set once. If you want to change it again, you’ll need a new face… Big brother, if you really don’t like it, should I go back to the warehouse and get a new one?”

“Forget it.” It was just a face.

No matter how strange, it was only for three months.

“Don’t do this again next time. My patience has limits.”

“Limits? How limited?”

“Limited to the point that if you stay here for another two seconds, I’ll start thinking about what happened on the battlefield.”

“…”

That’s just hitting people.

With a guilty conscience, Mo Chengyu quickly slipped out.

She walked so fast that she forgot to mention her discovery of the new mental healer.

As for Mo Si, sitting on the balcony downstairs with his youthful face, he felt a faintly familiar scent.

In the living room, that scent—

It was especially familiar.

—

The next day.

After bringing back the ingredients needed for the night from Taotao Fresh Site, Jiang Qiuqiu made some preparations. She originally planned to bring some delicious food next door, but remembering that Mo Chengyu was still recuperating, she didn’t bring anything and hurried to the neighboring villa.

At this moment, Mo Si was providing mental counseling to Mo Chengyu.

“Big brother, you don’t need to release so much mental power all at once…” Mo Chengyu usually seemed to have some opinions about Mo Si, but she actually cared a lot about her brother, “Even if your mental power is abundant, releasing too much at once can still lead to injuries.”

“It seems you also know that mental power is fragile.” Mo Si pressed Mo Chengyu’s forehead gently. “Don’t worry, I won’t.”

The SSS-level mental power was indeed well-deserved, and even doing something as risky as short-term release, Mo Si’s condition remained very stable.

Soon, the mental counseling session ended.

Mo Chengyu instantly felt much better.

“Thank you, big brother!”

As soon as she finished speaking, the doorbell rang again.

At this time, the only person who would ring the doorbell was—