Existence Between to Be or Not to Be, Between Easy and Difficult

5:32p.m.

Gui Qianyi was looking seriously at the beaker in some room of the pet hospital.

The flame of the bunsen burner had been raised, so that the temperature would give the expected effect. Each action looked smooth and steady, as if he was performing a holy work.

Abruptly, Gui Qianyi opened his eyes, a cold light flashed over his eyes. He stretched out his hand from his sleeves. One could not believe that this turtle had acted so fast.

Gui Qianyi shouted, with his hand picking up a pair of chopsticks. He acted with lightning speed, stirring the noodles in the beaker!

Golden noodles had been rolled together, then pulled up suddenly. After getting rid of the extra moisture, it was thrown into another beaker.

"Listen, Ghost Baby, attention is a must when you cook instant noodles! And control the time. One minute more, it softens; but one less, it's hard!" Gui Qianyi slurped the noodle, and instructed Ghost Baby.

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