Chapter 1144 — An Unexpected Way to End
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As she spoke, Gao Yang had already taken the cup. He glanced down at the dark brown liquid swaying within it; Enya's words made him hesitate for a moment, but after confirming that no strange odor rose from the liquid, he raised the cup and downed a large gulp.
An indescribable, fiercely pungent — Gao Yang felt it was even somewhat "unnameable" — flavor rushed up at once, mingled with a piercing chill and a huge release of compressed gas. How many layers of stimulation hammered his senses, it was impossible to say; the willpower of a legendary powerhouse lasted less than two seconds against that force.
"Pff—"
To be fair, spraying water all over a lady at close range is rather impolite — especially when that lady is, strictly speaking, a goddess (though her current form is an egg) — but Gao Yang truly could not hold it back.
The dark brown liquid ran down Enya's eggshell. The atmosphere in the incubation chamber grew a little awkward. Gao Yang clutched the cup, still mostly full of the "unnameable mixed special drink," staring stiffly at the scene before him. After a long while he managed to force out: "Uh, sorry... I didn't mean to..."
"It seems my first attempt was not a success," Enya's voice came from within the eggshell, still remarkably calm and utterly deadpan. "I need to adjust the proportions of the various ingredients... Do you have any suggestions? Based on the flavor you just tasted."
"...I feel like I have already lost the memory of it," Gao Yang's mouth twitched. "Anyway, my only suggestion is that you absolutely must not let anyone else try this stuff. They may not have a legendary-level constitution."
"All right, I understand completely. It seems the degree of failure is rather severe — a more thorough improvement is necessary," Enya's voice remained utterly deadpan. "My apologies — are you all right?"
"Thankfully, at least I didn't swallow it just now," Gao Yang said, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. He felt that at a moment like this he ought to comfort Enya over her failed "experiment," but the words reached his lips and were swallowed back down again. The goddess's voice carried not the faintest trace of defeat; instead it seemed brimming with a kind of fighting spirit, which made him think that perhaps not offering comfort was actually the better course — and besides, what Enya needed now was plainly not consolation but a wipe-down. "Let me wipe it off for you first..."
"Just have Betty help wipe it off in a moment; it's about time she came to wipe down my eggshell anyway," Enya said, taking it quite philosophically. "Rather than fretting over my side of things, do you need to go change your clothes?"
Gao Yang looked down at his own chest, and only then noticed that his clothes were wet as well. He sighed, caught between laughter and tears: "Well, I never expected a deep conversation like this to end in such a fashion... In a sense, though, it really did relieve a good deal of my stress. So I'll be on my way first."
"Take care. Forgive me for not seeing you off. Also, please look forward to my next finished product — I just came up with an improvement plan, and this time I'm quite confident."
Gao Yang: "..."