Aimu cannot eat and has no sense of taste. When she cooks, she will strictly follow the instructions and follow every step. Even with these incomplete senses, the things Aimu makes are still delicious, not to mention the trust that she has placed in them.

Birthday cake for birthday vision.

Wielding the knife, Aimu cut a piece for Boluogo. Boluogo tasted it. After savoring it for a while, in Aimu's expectant eyes, Boluogo said.

"Very good," Boluogo gave a thumbs up in appreciation, "If you open a bakery, you will definitely make a lot of money."

Boluogo is sincere. When Aimu makes things, they are really delicious and are much better than his own craftsmanship.

It can be felt that apart from studying alchemy, TEDA's daily life is taken care of by Aimu. With such a capable helper, life becomes easier.

Boluogo took two bites and stopped. He looked at Aimu. She was holding her chin with her hands and looking at him expectantly.

Every time Aimu brought her food, she had this look on her face. It reminded Boluogo of the wild cats he often fed in the alley. He put down the cat food and stood not far away, watching them gobble them up.

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Bologg didn't feel much discomfort when he was being stared at while eating, but Aimu's gaze was a bit... too intense, as if he was expecting him to eat all the food.

Eat them all...eat them all...

Just like Boluogo's healthy lifestyle, Boluogo's diet is also very healthy, neither too greasy nor too light. However, looking at the large plate full of birthday cakes, Boluogo still felt a little bit of pressure.

"You...you made these things, but you can't taste them. What do you think?"

Boluogo changed the subject and asked what he was thinking.

He was thinking about the origin of his curiosity about Aimu. After thinking about it carefully, Boluogo thought that maybe Aimu would look at the world from a completely different perspective.

Boluogo wanted to know what the world looked like in Aimu's eyes and how he felt about these things.

"Maybe... regret it?"

Aimu thought for a while and said to Boluogo, "It's rare to make such a good thing, but I can't eat it. I can't taste anything."

She looked a little disappointed, and the aura in her eyes also dimmed, but soon the aura lit up again, and she stared at Boluogo, looking at herself expectantly.

"But...it's not absolute."

"What's 'not absolutely'?"

Boluogo was a little frightened by this look, and he felt that something bad was about to happen.

"Um……"

Aimu seemed to be entangled and hesitant, as if it was difficult for her to speak to Boluogo about what was going to happen next.

After nearly a minute of ideological struggle, Aimu finally made up his mind and mustered up the courage to say to Bolog.

"Do you know what my secret power is?"

"ah?"

Boluogo never expected that this was what Aimu said, but he did not let down his guard because of this. Every time Bailey made excessive demands on himself, he would bring some good things to pave the way. Maybe Aimu would do the same this time.

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"Do you have secret powers?" Bologo asked.

"I'm not sure, but it should be considered a secret energy, right?" Aimu was also unsure, "I am between the alchemy weapon and the sublimation person. I carry multiple alchemy matrices on my body. Under their mutual influence, they also derive

I have developed a certain ability, which is why I can study alchemy efficiently."

"Then what is your secret power?"

"According to the classification of the Mystical Energy School, I should belong to the Ascension School or the Mystical Enlightenment School, but it is a bit too special, so the teacher finally classified me as the Artifice School."

"The school of artifice?"

Mentioning these, Boluoge became interested. He has been a condenser for so long, and he has never encountered a rare school of artifice.

This type of secret energy is difficult to classify because of its complex nature, so it is classified into the school of artifice. In the confrontation between the condensers, the art school is an extremely difficult school. Common sense judgments cannot restrain this school. Every time

The battle is all about fighting the unknown.

"Hmm, I named it 'Co-string Body'."

The mysterious secret way of God Aimu, before Bologg could continue to ask about the nature of the secret energy, she asked for the way again.

"Give me the ether flow eyepiece."

Boluogo took off his modified ether flow goggles from his neck and handed it to Aimu. After taking the thing, Aimu looked at it carefully, and the halo in his eyes shrank.

In her opinion, Bologg's craftsmanship on the ether flow eyepiece was simply a waste of this alchemical weapon. Bologg couldn't say anything. He didn't make many modifications. He just used metal to connect two single units.

The tube lens is just installed together.

Ether surged in the room and wrapped around Aimu's body. She stretched out her palms covered in iron-weary paint, and dense golden light tracks spread across her fingertips.

Secret energy·Gongxian body.

As Boluogo watched, Aimu's fingers actually penetrated the metal, as if at the moment of material contact, Aimu's body turned into a shadow of nothingness.

This was not the end yet. The blue halo in Aimu's eyes turned into burning gold. Although his fingers became illusory, the golden traces outlined the appearance of the fingers and entered the metal.

Along with the roar of the ether, the alchemical matrix engraved on the ether flow eyepiece also resonated with the ether, and Amu's golden fingers easily touched those woven silk threads.

"Can you etherify your body? Thus accessing the alchemical matrix."

Boluogo judged that such a scene was also seen in Bailey when he implanted the ritual. Bailey is from the secret school, and her secret power allows her to directly prune the alchemical matrix. It seems that Ai

The same goes for Miao.

But Amu is from the school of artifice, so there must be something special about her, and then Bologo saw it.

After a brief touch, the two golden tracks actually began to merge... Aimu connected the alchemy matrix of the ether flow goggles into her alchemy matrix. Boluogo had difficulty understanding the scene happening in front of him, while Aimu responded in a timely manner.

explained.

"As you can see, the co-string body can etherify my body and interfere with and connect the alchemical matrix in the form of pure energy. For this reason, I can freely adjust the arrangement of the alchemical matrix.

The most important thing is that I can still 'sympathize' with him."

"Common feeling?"

"You can understand that I feel the same as the alchemy weapon. This sounds a bit strange, but after all, I can be regarded as an alchemy weapon with self-awareness. My existence is very special. For this reason, I can roughly feel the power of the alchemy weapon.

What form will it take, and use it to create even more bizarre properties?"

As she spoke, she did not forget to look at Bologg.

"This is how the Snake Scale Liquid was born."

Aimu can connect with the alchemy matrix and make precise adjustments to the alchemical weapons to control the tendency of power. The strange characteristics of the snake scale liquid are the result of Aimu's countless adjustments.

Such a strange distortion product, and only Amu with such power can seize this only opportunity through countless trials and errors.

After a brief shock, Boluogo accepted all of this. Aimu herself is a complex alchemy doll. What she needs most is to constantly adjust and evolve herself. This kind of secret power is perfect for her.

"Then...the birthday cake."

Aimu stood up, looking down at Boluogo with a golden halo. She did not release the secret energy, and the golden track was entangled under her somewhat transparent skin.

"What do you want to do?"

Boluogo became alert for a moment, not because he thought Aimu would attack him, but because he felt that Aimu was planning something bad.

"Actually, it seems that... I can also use the Harmonic Body to act on the body of the Sublime One."

Aimu winked at Boluogo.

"You...you are...are you saying that you want to take over my body? Use the resonance of the resonance body to feel the same as me and taste the taste of the birthday cake?"

Boluogo's thinking froze, and he even started to speak intermittently. The ups and downs of this plot were far beyond his imagination.

"uh-huh."

Aimu nodded and looked at Boluogo with great expectation.

"The teacher is very resistant to this, but apart from the teacher, I haven't met many outsiders. This is also my first time to experiment on a condenser... Do you want to try it?"

"Isn't there any risk?" Boluogo actually hesitated.

"Aren't you an immortal?"

At this time, Aimu mentioned the undead instead. Her sense of expectation and curiosity was filled, and the golden halo in her eyes was like a bright car light, which made Boluogo unable to open his eyes.

During the long hesitation, Boluogo didn't know why he was crazy, but he actually responded in a strange way.

"Then... try it?"

…

The moment he promised Aimu, Boluogo began to regret it. He always felt that the situation would evolve into something uncontrollable.

But when Bologg really refused Aimu, he was a little hesitant and intolerant.

He seemed to be the only connection between Aimu and the outside world, just like pulling the string of a kite. Boluogo was unwilling to refuse Aimu's expectations, and finally agreed to her.

The result is the current situation. Bologg stands in the room with his back to Aimu, the ether rises gently, and the golden light reflects from behind, sometimes gently, sometimes shaking.

A rustling voice sounded from behind, and Boluogo couldn't help but ask.

"What are you doing?"
To be continued...