#230 - Chapter 230 The second mythical skill!

Lin Chen found it amusing and said, "I don't need your help. Qianqian, you must remember one thing: if a strange adult asks you for help, you have to refuse, understand?"

"Why?"

Lin Xiaoqian asked, puzzled.

Lin Chen: "Why don't they ask an adult, or the police, but instead ask a little kid like you?"

Lin Xiaoqian pondered, then suddenly her eyes lit up: "I know, they are liars, they want to trick me."

Lin Chen kissed Lin Xiaoqian.

Xu Mengyao gave a thumbs up and said, "Qianqian, you're absolutely right. If Mom and Dad aren't around, a stranger asking you for help is very likely trying to trick you."

"But if Mom and Dad are by your side, others doing this might just think you're cute and are teasing you."

Lin Xiaoqian nodded.

Lin Chen: "Qianqian, you know Mom and Dad's phone numbers, names, and where we live, right?"

"Mmm-hmm."

"Dad's phone number is—"

Lin Xiaoqian said everything clearly.

Although the chances of her being abducted are low, Lin Chen makes her review these things every so often.

Lin Chen: "If the person trying to trick you away asks you these things, how do you answer?"

Lin Xiaoqian: "I'll say I don't know."

"Right, very good."

Lin Chen said with a smile.

After finishing the meal, Lin Chen washed the dishes, and in the process, he continued to gain cooking experience.

Suddenly, the system's voice sounded in his mind: "Host, your cooking skills have reached the mythical level."

A large amount of information flooded into Lin Chen's mind.

There is a threshold between each level.

Crossing this threshold grants a large amount of experience, and crossing this threshold also significantly improves strength.

"The second mythical-level skill has finally arrived!"

A smile appeared on Lin Chen's face.

"System, what are the benefits of cooking reaching the mythical level?"

The system said: "With mythical-level cooking skills, the food you make will be unforgettable for life after just one meal. A single meal will normalize an anorexic patient's eating habits for a certain period of time."

"Your food can also keep people more energetic for longer, increasing the efficiency of work and study."

"In addition, long-term consumption will make cells healthier, delay aging, and increase lifespan to a certain extent."

Joy appeared in Lin Chen's eyes.

Not bad, not bad.

Although his abilities aren't particularly mystical, Lin Chen is already very satisfied with such effects.

Eating it can make you energetic, and work and study efficiency is higher, which is useful for Xu Mengyao and Lin Xiaoqian.

Long-term consumption can delay aging, needless to say.

"System, if Mengyao eats it long-term, what kind of anti-aging effect will she have, and how long can it extend her life?"

Lin Chen asked in his mind.

System: "Host, with your current abilities, Xu Mengyao will look three to five years younger than others with long-term consumption, and her lifespan will be extended by about three to five years as well."

Lin Chen was pleasantly surprised.

Three to five years isn't short either.

Moreover, he has only just reached the mythical level, and according to some cultivation novels, he is only in the early stages of the mythical level. He can improve a lot in the future.

When his level is higher, he may be able to extend his lifespan by five to ten years.

"If my parents eat it long-term, will the effect be the same?"

System: "Host, it's not the same. They are already close to fifty years old, and the effect will be much worse. The earlier you eat it, and the longer you eat it, the better the effect will be."

"Their lifespan extension effect is only about one-quarter to one-fifth of Xu Mengyao's."

Lin Chen secretly shook his head.

He was just thinking that if the lifespan extension effect was good, he might be able to have his parents and Xu Mengyao's parents come and live with them, but with only one-quarter to one-fifth of the effect, there's no need to bother.

His parents are living very happily in their hometown now. For the sake of extending their lifespan by a year, leaving the place where they've lived their whole lives, his parents most likely wouldn't be willing to come.

"I'll wait until my martial arts are stronger."

"If my martial arts reach the mythical level, I might be able to directly help my parents open up their meridians and extend their lifespan."

Lin Chen thought to himself.

The lifespan extension from cooking is definitely far inferior to martial arts!

In the future, if his ancient medical skills improve, he might be able to create a pill formula for extending lifespan, and the effect might be even better.

"Di Di!"

Just after finishing washing the dishes, Lin Chen's phone rang.

It was Song Qingquan calling.

Lin Chen answered, and Song Qingquan coughed lightly on the other end of the phone: "Young Master Lin, I brought Wan'er to Modu for a check-up. Is it convenient for us to freeload a meal tomorrow?"

"It's convenient."

Lin Chen said with a smile.

With his current relationship with Song Qingquan, this is a small matter.

Song Qingquan breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Young Master Lin, I've prepared all the ingredients and wine myself and will bring them over."

"Okay."

After hanging up the phone, Lin Chen asked in his mind: "System, you said earlier that after eating one meal, an anorexic patient can get better for a while? How long is 'a while'?"

"Will their eating and drinking be normal during this time?"

System: "How long exactly depends on the situation. The more severe the condition, the shorter the time the meal will be effective, roughly between three days and half a month."

"They will be able to eat other things during this time."

Lin Chen frowned slightly.

"Only three days to half a month?"

"That's too short."

System: "Host, you forgot you can pack it up."

Lin Chen's eyes lit up: "That's right. If one meal can last for ten days, a table of dishes packed up can be eaten for more than ten meals. Eating it once every ten days can last for four or five months!"

"That's pretty good."

Even if the relationship is good, he doesn't want people coming to his house often. One meal lasting for a few months is still very good.

If the situation isn't too serious, eating like this for a few months will probably cure the anorexia by about seventy to eighty percent.

In the blink of an eye, the next day arrived.

Song Qingquan came with his daughter Song Wan. Compared to before, Song Wan didn't look so terrifyingly thin, and her overall mental state was much better.

"Qianqian, this is Sister Song Wan."

Lin Chen picked up Lin Xiaoqian and said.

Lin Xiaoqian curiously looked at Song Wan: "Sister Song Wan, don't you eat food? You have to eat properly."

Song Qingquan: "Wan'er, call him Uncle Lin."

Song Wan: "..."

Lin Chen is in his twenties, and she is already seventeen years old.

Lin Chen said with a smile: "Brother Song, I'm not much older than Song Wan. I'll call you Brother Song, and she can call me Brother Lin. Let's just keep it separate."

"Brother Lin."

Song Wan quickly said.

She really couldn't bring herself to call Lin Chen 'Uncle'.

Lin Chen nodded: "Come in quickly."

Song Qingquan: "Brother Lin, not yet. We haven't brought everything yet. I have more in the car downstairs."

"Come down with me and carry it up a few times."

Lin Chen was surprised: "A few times?"

Soon Lin Chen and Song Qingquan arrived downstairs. Song Qingquan opened the trunk, which was full of wine.

"Brother Lin, I didn't know what to give you. We have a lot of wine in our family's wine cellar. When I told my dad, he told me to bring you some wine from the wine cellar."

Song Qingquan said.

Lin Chen: "This isn't just a little bit. I'm afraid any bottle of this wine costs tens of thousands, right?"

There were hundreds of bottles in the trunk.

Some of them are probably very rare and more expensive. These wines might be worth tens of millions.

Song Qingquan said with a smile: "No matter how much they're worth, it's just a little wine. Brother Lin, please help me carry it together."

Lin Chen's car was right next to them.

He opened the trunk of his car: "Brother Song, I won't be polite. Let's move it here first."

"I'll give some to my father-in-law later."