“Hey, hey, hey, are you really not tired?”
Su Xiaojiu waved her hand in front of An Chen.
“If Mortals don’t sleep, they’ll die, right?”
Even low-Realm Cultivator would find it hard to sustain themselves if they rested too little, or didn't rest for many days.
“Yes.”
An Chen nodded, calmly washed his face.
He got off work at six, went home, slept for an hour and a half, then woke up.
“But I’m different. Although an hour and a half is short, it’s a complete sleep cycle, and my brain has gotten enough rest.”
His brain seemed to be structured differently from others, not only possessing super strong computing and memory capabilities, but also able to gain a long working time through extremely short periods of rest.
This was simply a model worker’s brain.
For An Chen, sleeping four or five hours on his desk every morning was even excessive rest.
“Incredible, are you really a Mortal? In the Cultivation World, someone like you would at least be a Spirit Nurturing Stage Cultivator.”
Although Spirit Nurturing Stage Cultivator cannot possess a powerful Primordial Spirit like those in the Soul Transformation Stage, nor can they perform Primordial Spirit Leaving the Body, their Divine Sense is already quite strong.
Cultivator at this Realm are full of energy; even if they don't sleep for half a month, it won't be a problem.
“Perhaps I truly am exceptionally gifted.”
An Chen didn't continue the topic, but instead instructed Su Xiaojiu to conceal her presence, then took her out of the house.
An Chen first went downstairs to a breakfast shop and bought breakfast. Considering Su Xiaojiu's large appetite, he bought eight fist-sized steamed buns at once.
An Chen ate three himself, and gave the rest to Su Xiaojiu.
Unexpectedly, Su Xiaojiu finished them in a flash, eating one in two bites.
Fortunately, there weren't many people on the street early in the morning, otherwise the sight of a whole bun flying out, half disappearing, then the whole thing gone, would have been quite frightening.
There happened to be a small commodities market near the residential area, where they could buy almost anything they needed.
An Chen first purchased a set of daily necessities, including toothpaste, toothbrushes, towels, slippers, and so on. Anyway, the 5,000 yuan “bonus” from the internet cafe owner had already been transferred to his phone, so he now had some spare money.
Then, An Chen went to the women's clothing section.
The shop owner, seeing a young boy, immediately lost interest.
She figured An Chen wouldn't be buying women's clothes to take home.
She knew An Chen; he was a well-known top student, and she even used him to compare with her own child, telling her child to work harder.
She hadn't heard that An Chen was in a relationship or anything.
Moreover, An Chen himself was so strapped for cash, how could he have spare money to date?
However, An Chen quickly picked out several pieces of clothing, including short-sleeved shirts, shorts, small dresses, and long pants. An Chen carried five or six items of clothing to the small counter.
“Wrap them up, I’ll take them all.”
Just by touching them, he could feel that the quality of the clothes in this shop was quite good. Although they weren't branded, Su Xiaojiu probably wouldn't be picky about that.
He didn't need Su Xiaojiu to try them on; using visual estimation, he could already determine Su Xiaojiu's size.
“Okay…”
The owner was stunned for a moment before slowly wrapping up the clothes, putting them in a small bag, and handing them to An Chen.
“28 yuan each, 168 in total.”
“Scanned.”
Then, An Chen, carrying the bag, walked into the adjacent ladies' underwear shop under the shocked gaze of the owner.
“Young people nowadays are really getting more and more extravagant…”
…
“I've really splurged on you. Normally, the clothes I wear are nine yuan ninety for two.”
At this moment, An Chen didn't forget to subtly influence Su Xiaojiu.
But what he said was true.
The clothes he usually wore were street stall goods, and even his school uniform was a knockoff.
Clothes at 28 yuan each, while not expensive, were still a bit more than his daily expenses.
An Chen eventually found himself in a dilemma at the underwear shop.
This, he couldn't estimate by sight.
“What is this?”
Su Xiaojiu, standing beside An Chen, asked curiously, reaching out to touch the strange garment.
“Such a small piece of clothing, what can it cover?”
“Some more crucial parts…”
An Chen was a bit embarrassed. He could only pick one of each size from A to D based on approximate bust measurements and entered the fitting room.
“Come in!”
Seeing the two enter, the owner of the women's clothing shop next door ran to the counter here and found the owner of the underwear shop.
The two of them were friends and sometimes helped each other with business.
However, in all their years of doing business, they had truly never seen a situation like this.
“What’s going on? Wasn’t this child fine? How could he suddenly…?”
“Who knows? I heard that young men nowadays have a habit of wearing women’s clothes. Did this child also pick it up?”
“That shouldn’t be. Those are rich kids who are bored out of their minds. Him? How could that be!”
“Then what do you think is going on?”
“This…”
Meanwhile, inside the fitting room, An Chen was drenched in sweat, finally managing to explain the purpose of the several “ladies’ camisoles” in front of him.
“These things are equivalent to your chest binders… You have chest binders, right?”
“I know, stop explaining!”
Even without seeing her, An Chen could tell that Su Xiaojiu was probably blushing furiously now.
“I’ll turn my back, you try them on yourself. Tell me which one fits, I won’t look!”
An Chen was so embarrassed he could barely speak now. He turned his back to face the fitting room door.
“You can’t see even if you want to!”
Su Xiaojiu snorted.
From An Chen’s perspective, at most, he could only see the underwear flying in the air.
After a while, Su Xiaojiu tried on all four sizes of underwear, then handed the most suitable one to An Chen.
An Chen was greatly surprised when he saw it.
He hadn't expected the seemingly ordinary Su Xiaojiu to actually be a C-cup powerhouse.
An Chen tried hard to control his expression, reverting to his usual “expressionless” face. He walked out of the fitting room, picked up two more pieces of underwear of the same size, and placed them on the counter.
“Wrap them up, I’m taking them.”
An Chen stared at the counter, not even daring to look up at the two owners.
The owner of the underwear shop picked up the underwear and looked at it, her brow twitching fiercely.
“Won’t this be a bit too big for you? An A would be fine; this is a C.”
Her gaze lingered on An Chen’s chest.
There weren't any obvious pectoral muscles there.
“No… no…”
An Chen stammered, unsure how to explain, so he simply scanned the QR code and paid the money.
“Paid.”
Then, An Chen lowered his head, quietly waiting for the owner to wrap his purchase.
Seeing the situation, the owner didn't know what to say. She just wrapped the clothes, while repeatedly scrutinizing An Chen from head to toe, shaking her head lightly, then sighing with a sense of disappointment.
He was a good kid, why did he pick up such a Hobbies ?!