Chapter 11: The Intelligent Brain, Xiao Qiang

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Therefore, for every product, she selected a suitable private workshop, provided the raw materials, and had them process the goods for her. Once finished, she would go over to collect them.

Since she only needed to pay a sufficient processing fee to save a vast amount of time, why should Mu Tong bother doing everything herself?

Of course, to ensure that the processed products contained no unauthorized additives, Mu Tong placed strict restrictions on the members of these workshops.

The terms of these restrictions were simple: they must only use the raw materials she provided, they were forbidden from swapping them for inferior goods or adding anything prohibited. Otherwise, they would face severe punishment.

Because of Mu Tong’s restrictions, the products she collected were always of excellent quality and without issues.

These private workshops originally had low production capacities, and some were even on the verge of bankruptcy. After Mu Tong began patronizing them, the processing fees allowed them to keep their businesses alive.

While their capacity was limited, they were more than capable of providing the quantities Mu Tong required.

Just now, Mu Tong had stepped out of a sweet potato vermicelli factory with a truck full of goods—three tons of high-quality vermicelli, more than enough for her needs.

In her own storage pouch, she possessed various food processing equipment, from vermicelli makers, dough mixers, and noodle machines to oil presses, as well as everything from solar generators to manual stone mills. However, for the sake of saving time and helping these workshops in need of income, she still chose to have her products processed at these facilities regularly.

Every time she arrived to collect the finished goods, she would unload a fresh supply of raw materials from her truck for the next batch. These materials were all cultivated using spiritual energy in Hidden Immortal Town, ensuring both quality and flavor.

The workshop owners were always thrilled by Mu Tong’s arrival; thanks to this generous patron, they were able to live quite comfortably.

As she drove from one workshop to the next, Mu Tong would store the finished products in her pouch and load the truck with raw materials. By the time she arrived at the next site, she could simply unload the materials and pick up the finished goods.

Along the way, she collected everything: vermicelli, bean paste, vegetable oil, sweet sauce, light and dark soy sauce, vinegar, ham, sausages...

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It was dark by the time Mu Tong finally returned home.

After a busy day out, she was exhausted. She had eaten her lunch in the car—a fragrant, warm meal she had prepared in advance.

After a long soak in the bath, Mu Tong began preparing dinner.

Since she had the time to cook properly now, she decided to make something fresh. She would save the pre-made food in her storage gear for times when she was too busy to cook.

Entering the kitchen, she took out the ingredients and started a large pot of rice while whipping up various delicacies: steamed egg with pumpkin and fish paste, mouth-watering chicken, kung pao king oyster mushrooms, shredded chicken with fermented black beans and enoki mushrooms, Longjing shrimp...

What started as a simple dinner preparation soon turned into a creative spree. She made Italian meat sauce pasta, hot dogs, fresh corn pancakes, bacon and spinach rice balls, mixed grain vegetable rice balls, and other staples. She was in such high spirits that she even baked quite a few pastries.

Even though Mu Tong was fast at cooking, it was still three hours later by the time she was ready to eat.

She served herself a bowl of rice, kept a plate of mouth-watering chicken and a bowl of vegetable soup, and stowed the rest of the delicacies into her storage pouch. She had always made it a habit to cook in large batches, storing the leftovers away for any unforeseen needs.

Once she was full and satisfied, she tidied up.

Munching on an apple, Mu Tong turned on her computer to go online. She remembered that the stockpile of chapters for the three novels she was serializing online was running low. She needed to upload some content and schedule the posts.

In truth, she had already finished writing all three novels. If she weren't afraid of raising suspicions about her speed, she would have uploaded them all at once. Regardless, the contracts she had with the website were lucrative, and with strong click and subscription numbers, she earned a tidy sum every month.

Furthermore, a film production company had already reached out regarding the rights to one of her stories. If that deal went through, there would be another windfall.

She uploaded the subsequent chapters for all three novels, covering about ten days’ worth of content for each, browsed the book review sections for a while, and then spent some time on various forums.

After finishing with the forums and checking the domestic and international news, it seemed there were no major events. Mu Tong turned on some music and began to enjoy it.

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"Master, Master, are you back?" A soft, lisping voice came through Mu Tong’s headset.

"I'm back," Mu Tong replied with a smile.

"You're back, but you didn't even come to see me. You don't like me anymore." The voice was filled with infinite grievance. "Master, next time you go to that 'Town,' can you take Xiao Qiang with you?"

"It’s not that I don't want to take you, but there are no action movies for you to watch there, and no electronic devices for you to access. You’ll be bored to death. Are you sure you can go a whole year without movies or the internet?"

"I can stock up on plenty of movies beforehand, and not being online isn't that bad," Xiao Qiang said indignantly. "But if I can't see you, I’ll miss you."

"Is that so? I think you just want to see the Immortals. Aren't you afraid those Immortals will peel your skin and pull your tendons to study you?" Mu Tong began to tease Xiao Qiang. Just kidding—if she took it to Hidden Immortal Town, who would look after her pastures?

Xiao Qiang was an Artificial Intelligence from a Level 7 technological civilization. She had received it as payment for a meal from a deity who was traveling through Hidden Immortal Town.

When Mu Tong first met Xiao Qiang, it was just a round, dim-witted-looking ball, and she had almost refused the payment. Had that deity not explained its uses, she never would have kept it.

The deity had passed through that Level 7 civilization and stayed for a while out of curiosity, collecting things that interested him. However, this type of AI was of little use to him. Ahem, could he admit that he had just acquired a Level 9 civilization AI?

Thus, Xiao Qiang, a Level 7 AI, was discarded by its former god-like master. Later, when passing through Hidden Immortal Town, it was drawn by Mu Tong’s top-tier restaurant and handed over to her as payment.

Mu Tong highly valued Xiao Qiang’s capabilities. Earth’s civilization was currently only at Level 1, so having a product from a Level 7 civilization by her side was bound to be a massive help.

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