Chapter 18

Chapter 18

Still pretending, huh? Born with an innate heart chamber, it seems like you are extremely talented! Chor Shing Chit sneered. Do you know what having an innate chamber means? If you have an innate right arm chamber, it means that you have a stronger right arm.

So if youre born with an innate heart chamber, it means that your heart is particularly strong. But I remember you mentioning that you were born with a heart deficiency.

Mr Chor Didnt you say that the rock was faulty? Just then, Lam Ming spoke up softly.

That was a lie! Chor Shing Chit glared at him and then back at Chui Yim. You will be in deep trouble if others know about your double innate chambers.

Many powerful organizations will come for you, trying to get you no matter what. But if you choose any organization other than them, they would kill you to ensure the others dont get a talented gliphist.

With that being said, never touch a chamber check rock again! We can help you once, but not twice.

You too! Chor Shing Chit turned to Lam Ming sternly. If you spread this information, Chui Yim will be doomed! Do you understand?

Yes Lam Ming replied weakly.



Now its the time for you to pay the price for lying. Chor Shing Chit glared at Chui Yim, anger written all across his face. Run until you cant.

You wont give in until you see it for yourself, right? Chui Yim stared at Chor Shing Chit. His stare gave Chor Shing Chit a bad feeling, but Chor Shing Chit decided to ignore him anyway. Run, Ill take back your class captain badge if you dont, he said coldly.

Alright. I havent trained today. I still have some capacity.

Capacity? Lam Ming asked. But Chui Yim said nothing and did a simple stretch before starting his run.

As soon as he started, Lam Ming jumped out of his skin.

Hes so fast!

Boom!

Even Chor Shing Chit was greatly astonished. This isnt the speed a six-year-old should have! This was my fastest speed back when I was eighteen!

Chui Yim dashed around the plaza, kickingdust up wherever he ran past. His footsteps were so deep that they echoed around the plaza.

After running for about ten minutes, Chui Yim fell to the ground suddenly.



G-chef? Chui Yim asked while wolfing down his food.

When speaking of his dream, Lam Mings voice got progressively louder. His tiny eyes shone brightly. Everything in this world is made of gliphs, like gliphic plants, gliphic beasts. The people who make things with ingredients that contain energliph are g-chefs.

The food they make is called g-food, which is extremely helpful to gliphers and gliphists as g-food is prepared according to different cultivation styles. In other words, a g-chef can help a glipher and gliphist cultivate.

Dont you feel that its a blessing to be able to turn all the ingredients in this world to g-food?

Yes! Its a blessing! Lam Ming, I was wrong! You arent a jinx, but my saviour! Chui Yim exclaimed. He felt like he was brimming with happiness, to the extent that he nearly shed tears of joy.

I no longer have to be trapped in the hands of Chui Tin!

Since Lam Ming makes such delicious food, I wont need to worry about food for the rest of my schooling years!

Uh Lam Ming, what is that smell?

Huh? Oh! The fire! I forgot about it!

Lam Ming! Your bed is on fire!



The next day, Lam Ming walked to class with Chui Yim.

I say, Lam Ming. Dont you have any decent clothes?

Eh? Whats wrong with these?

Nevermind, pretend that I said nothing.

Chui Yim looked at Lam Mings messy hair and sighed. What are your parents like?

Parents? Lam Ming smiled thinly; his monolid eyes made him look like a fox cub when he smiled or spoke. He wasnt good looking, and he was skinnier than most his age. In fact, he looked almost malnourished. However, he was surprisingly well worth a second, closer look.

Ive never met my father. My mother raised me alone. Shes a g-chef who makes delicious food. Ill bring you to meet her someday, when youre free.

Haha, sure. Chui Yim smiled. It was rare to see Chui Yim smiling.

Unexpectedly, I made a friend. Chui Yim thought to himself. Updated from novelbIn.(c)om