ALulu said, "This way, when I charge, it's not so easy for others to attack from above just because I'm short."

Li Ang said, "Your teacher said your horns can grow that large."

He gestured with his hand.

Originally, ALulu's short horns were like two small brown balls, now just peeking out, but from a height standpoint, they hadn't surpassed the top of her head.

Although some in the Horned Race have horns that grow horizontally or even curl down like sheep, most grow upwards.

Li Ang's preferred style is the majestic upward-pointing giant horns, which can be used for impact when lowering the head, appear impressive, and pose no harm to others.

Those with horns that extend too far forward among the Ox Race often fit protective covers at the front to prevent injuries.

Li Ang indicated a position higher than ALulu's head—this was according to Baal, and Li Ang had never seen such giant horns in the Horned Race. As the former ruler of the Flashing Field, the Platinum King's horns were large enough, but still not as Baal described.

There has always been a theory that the potential of the Horned Race is related to the size of their horns, but it has never been confirmed by scholars.

Baal, however, said that the Power God Bloodline features much larger horns than other Ox Races, seemingly supporting this theory.

At Level 3, ALulu's Divine Power could defeat a Transcendent Realm enemy. Now that she's stepped into Tier 4 and her horns have grown a segment, with increased power, Li Ang estimates that ordinary Tier Five wouldn't be her match.

Those in the group don't count; they are not ordinary Transcendent Realms.

If following this ratio, what will ALulu be like when her horns reach their full form? Li Ang can't imagine.

The strong fighters he has seen who use power to break through ingenuity all rely on Magic Power. He has never seen anyone like the Power God Bloodline relying purely on Spirituality to exceed physical limitations.

"It would be great if they could grow as the teacher said."

ALulu's face looked dreamy: "By then, I could easily perform heroic deeds."

"If they grow a little longer, we'll have to consider decorations for the horns when making your equipment," Li Ang said.

"Thank you, brother."

Xiaoniu finished and hesitated to speak.

Li Ang observed her and asked, "Is something wrong?"

"Brother, you rarely call me Lulu like Zoe and the others do. You can call me that too."

"Alright, Lulu."

Li Ang smiled at her.

It's not that he had any barriers with Xiaoniu; it's purely because the young girls had given her the nickname, and he rushing to call her that might seem suspicious, but since Xiaoniu herself requested, he had no psychological barrier.

"What do you think of my cooking, brother?" ALulu asked.

"I was just about to say, it's really delicious."

Li Ang pointed at the empty dishes, commenting one by one.

Even though part of the credit goes to the high-quality ingredients provided by Elaphia, after chatting briefly, it became clear she was entirely independent from conceptualization to handling ingredients, and Li Ang highly praised her, causing Xiaoniu's face to flush red.

"The leader has decided that you will be the main chef on our ship from now on."

Li Ang said with a smile, then asked, "But this is just my personal thought, it's okay if you don't want to."

"I do!" ALulu hurriedly said.

Her sweet little face flushed red, perhaps from excitement, while steam began to rise slowly from her body again.

After she spoke, she seemed afraid Li Ang might think she wanted this position just to steal food, so she quickly explained, "Brother, I, I just like cooking."

Li Ang nodded, "I can tell."

If it weren't for her passion, given her past living conditions, it's understandable that she could cook, but making dishes delicious is not easy. Only with love can you improve when conditions are lacking.

"So, I'll be counting on you. The head chef of the Star Flower Travel Corps' as-yet-unnamed flagship."

"Hehe." Xiaoniu giggled.

She suddenly stood up, wanting to clear the dishes.

Due to her happy mood, she jumped up, and her hand and body moved almost simultaneously, but her ample figure was too much like that of a supermodel, so the instantaneous reaction force caused the dishes to fly upwards.

Having experienced battles, Li Ang had enough reflexes and as a Swordsman Tier had the speed to grab the flying dishes so they wouldn't hit himself or Xiaoniu's face.

However, he had no solution for the splattering residual soup.

"Oh, I'm sorry!"

His face and clothes stained, ALulu's eyes welled up with tears in distress.

"It's all my fault, dirtying you, brother. I hate myself for growing up like this."

She reached out, wanting to wipe it away, but the stains already seeped into the clothes and couldn't be cleaned.

"It's okay; clothes can be washed."

Li Ang shook his head, "You can't decide how you grow. This was just an accident; there's no need to hate yourself."

Hearing this, Xiaoniu trembled, looking pitifully at Li Ang.

Her excitement led her to reveal a bit of her true feelings.

"Brother, honestly, I feel that before, when Fan Gen and the others targeted me, this was part of the reason."

Li Ang didn't respond affirmatively but internally agreed.

Even he found it hard to face ALulu with equanimity; it was normal for others to behave the same.

But "normal" doesn't mean correct, and ALulu, with her innate physical conditions, could take on ten opponents easily. Besides, a Paladin is a Profession of choice over invitation; she was born to distinguish between good and evil, so malicious people couldn't covet her.

That's why they chose to ostracize her.

Their reasons for doing so could be numerous or straightforward, stemming from the complexity and chaos of human nature. Those touched by it can empathize, and those who can't don't mean much, for everyone's environment is different.

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