I rely on unlimited life extension

Liu Tao raised his head, a complex emotion flashing in his eyes, and sighed softly, "Mr. Cheng, I am already 35 years old this year. I am already extremely grateful for your kindness in giving me this opportunity to start over. But I can't always rely on your support. I have to do something myself to feel at ease."

Upon hearing her words, Cheng Yi suddenly sat up straight, his eyes becoming serious: "If I could make you 15 years younger, back to your 20-year-old self, wouldn't you... have more confidence to take risks?"

Liu Tao was stunned for a moment, then shook his head with a wry smile: "Mr. Cheng, please don't tease me. There's no such thing as a free lunch."

In her view, this was just a joke made casually by a rich person; time can't really be turned back.

Seeing her disbelief, Cheng didn't say anything more. He took out a small, transparent bottle from his pocket and poured out a pure white pill—NZT-48. He held the pill to her lips: "Open your mouth."

Liu Tao hesitated for a moment, but seeing Cheng Yi's serious gaze, he obediently opened his mouth.

With a flick of his finger, Cheng Yi sent the pill into her mouth, carrying a slightly bitter and cool taste.

She swallowed it subconsciously, and just as she was about to ask what it was, she felt Cheng Yi's fingertip gently touch her brow. A gentle yet irresistible force surged in, her eyelids instantly became heavy, and she fell into a deep sleep as everything went black.

[NZT-48: A plot prop, inspired by the movie "Limitless," modified to eliminate side effects. Limited to one use per person. After use, it gradually stimulates brain potential, enabling photographic memory, quick thinking, and rapid mastery of multiple languages ​​and various types of knowledge, helping the user to dominate the workplace.]

Cheng Yi laid the unconscious Liu Tao flat on the sofa, placed his palm on her back, and slowly injected his longevity energy into her body.

The true energy flowed like a stream, carefully examining her body: the lumbar muscle strain from years of filming, the gastritis caused by years of staying up late, the allergic rhinitis that always flared up with the changing seasons, and even the gingivitis left over from orthodontic treatment in her early years, all surfaced one by one.

"Let's fix these minor issues all at once," he muttered to himself. With a thought, the "Lifetime" value on the system panel instantly decreased by 1200 hours.

As energy was injected, Liu Tao's furrowed brows gradually relaxed, and he let out a comfortable hum. His previously slightly yellow complexion also regained some color.

More than an hour later, Cheng Yi withdrew her hand, her fingertips still retaining a faint warmth.

He looked at Liu Tao, who was breathing steadily on the sofa, and gently patted her cheek: "Wake up."

Liu Tao's eyelashes fluttered, and he slowly opened his eyes. His first feeling was that he felt incredibly light—his limbs, which used to feel heavy with the slightest movement, now seemed full of energy; his nose was clear, and he no longer had that stuffy feeling of being blocked; even his stomach felt warm, and the years-long hidden pain had disappeared without a trace.

"Go look in the mirror," Cheng Yi's voice rang in my ears.

Liu Tao stood up and walked briskly to the dressing mirror on the wall.

The woman in the mirror startled her slightly: the lines of her cheeks seemed softer, her jawline, which had appeared somewhat swollen due to edema, was now clearer, and her skin had a natural glow; the knitted sweater in her chest was slightly tight, making her look a little fuller than before.

She subconsciously raised her arm and tried to do two cartwheels on the carpet—the movements were smooth and nimble, without the usual panting. You see, she used to be out of breath even climbing two flights of stairs.

"15 years younger..." Cheng Yi's words suddenly echoed in Liu Tao's mind, and his heart skipped a beat. Looking at his radiant self in the mirror, his eyes instantly welled up with tears.

This wasn't an illusion; she truly felt the change—a sense of ease and vitality emanating from within, much like the state she remembered being in her early twenties.

She turned to look at Cheng Yi; this man always seemed to bring unexpected miracles.

His image in her heart instantly became taller and more imposing, carrying an almost mysterious power.

A thousand words stuck in my throat, finally turning into a choked "Thank you, sir."

Cheng Yi smiled and waved his hand: "Today I'm going to defy fate for you, so from now on you'll have to work hard for me and not let me down."

Liu Tao nodded vigorously, a light rekindling in his eyes. However, this light seemed somewhat frivolous. Coupled with Liu Tao's fragrant breath as she pressed close to him, how could Cheng Yi not understand what this young wife wanted?

He took the opportunity to wrap his arms around her waist, cover her lips with his, and then Liu Tao slumped onto the sofa.

Half a day passed in a flash. Cheng Yi had handled a lot of miscellaneous tasks at One Meter Sunshine. Even though he was full of energy, he felt a little tired—"working" at the company was much more tiring than fighting or practicing martial arts.

In the afternoon, Cheng Yi, along with Yang Mi, Resha, Fan Binbin, and Liu Tao, drove to the Meizhou Dongpo Restaurant near Chongwenmen.

This restaurant is next to the flower, bird, fish and insect market. Yang Mi grew up in this area and said she wanted to take Cheng Yi to find his childhood memories.

Pushing open the restaurant door, Cheng Yi looked around at the tables and chairs and couldn't help but shake his head: "Everything has changed. I remember that as soon as you entered, you could see a large model of a sailboat on the water, which was very eye-catching."

Yang Mi smiled and took his arm: "You have a good memory. Later, the owner changed and it was renovated. The layout changed, but the chef didn't change. The Meizhou sausage you love tastes the same."

Cheng Yi walked straight to a table by the window in the corner and sat down, inviting everyone to sit down as well.

Soon, a waiter in his early twenties came over with the menu, his tongue flying like oil, and he expertly rattled off a string of signature dishes: "Gentlemen, take a look, our Meizhou sausage, camphor tea duck, and Dongpo pork knuckle are all signature dishes, and there are also some new ones..."

Before she could finish speaking, she looked up and caught sight of Fan Binbin and Yang Mi. Her eyes widened in surprise, and she was about to shout "Wow!"

Fortunately, there were only two tables of guests in the hall at that moment. Cheng Yi quickly grabbed her arm and gently shook his head.

The waiter snapped back to his senses, his face flushing red, and quickly apologized, "I'm so sorry, I was just too excited..."

Yang Mi glanced at the other table of guests and, seeing that they weren't paying attention to this side, waved her hand to indicate that it was alright. She casually ordered a few dishes that she often ate when she was a child: "Give me Meizhou sausage, camphor tea duck, and Dongpo pork knuckle. For stir-fried seasonal vegetables, I'll have pea shoots. As for soup... I'll have Hakka stuffed tofu soup."

Before long, Meizhou sausage and camphor tea duck were served.

The sausages are glossy and shiny, with alternating layers of fat and lean meat after slicing, and exude a rich aroma of wine; the camphor tea duck has a crispy skin, and when torn open, it still carries a wisp of steam.

Cheng Yi invited everyone to start eating, but he didn't reach for his chopsticks himself.

Yang Mi picked up a piece of sausage and held it to his mouth, laughing, "What? Waiting for your Dongpo pork knuckle?"

Cheng took a bite of the sausage and chewed as she said, "This is the first restaurant I ever ate at. Back then, Yang's parents brought us here, and these two dishes were the first things they served."

I'd never been to a restaurant before, and I thought I had to wait for all the dishes to be served before I could start eating, so I just sat there, too afraid to move. You laughed at me for ages after that.

Upon hearing this, Yang Mi's eyes softened with tenderness. She reached out and took his hand, saying softly, "So many years have passed, and we're both doing better now. You're no longer that timid child."

Cheng Yi smiled with relief and kissed her on the cheek: "That's right, eat your food."

The meal was lively and enjoyable. After dinner, with some time before filming the show, Yang Mi suggested going to the nearby flower, bird, fish and insect market—it was just opening at this time and was very bustling.

As soon as they entered the market, they saw a crowd gathered in front of a row of birdcages. Resha and Fan Binbin went over to tease the birds, and the chirping of the birds mixed with people's laughter, creating a lively and bustling atmosphere.

Suddenly, the sound of police sirens came from afar, growing louder as they approached, and soon stopped at the market entrance.

Four policemen got out of the car, each holding a gun, and jogged towards the depths of the market.

Upon seeing this, Cheng Yi quickly pulled back Resha, who was eager to go and see what was going on, and said in a deep voice, "The police are here with guns, something serious must have happened. Don't go over there."

No sooner had he finished speaking than gunshots rang out from deep within the market, one after another, a total of eight shots.

"Wow, what kind of criminal is this? It took eight shots to take him down?" Cheng Yi raised an eyebrow, somewhat surprised.

Soon, a commotion arose from inside. Several girls shrank back in fright and lost all interest in watching the commotion.

Everyone stood by the roadside and waited. Not long after, a group of people came out. Several men and women were covered in blood, and two children were crying loudly in fright.

Immediately afterwards, several people carried out a stretcher covered with a white sheet, from which the outline of a large dog could be vaguely discerned.

The police then came out, put away their guns, and were talking to the people around them.

Cheng squinted and saw that the dog carcass on the stretcher had its black fur standing on end and a robust build—it was a Tibetan Mastiff.

He then realized: "No wonder it took eight shots; you really can't subdue a large dog like that in just a few moves."

Resha loved to join in the fun. He broke free from Cheng Yi's hand and squeezed into the crowd, grabbing an uncle who was squatting by the roadside smoking and asking him for information.

Not long after, she ran back, excitedly saying, "The Tibetan Mastiffs at the Xiaotian Dog Breeding Base next door went mad! They bit the breeder and several visitors, and even broke free of their chains and trapped people inside. The police had to come and shoot them dead!"

As she spoke, she pulled everyone along to go see the base.

Yang Mi didn't want to go, but Re Sha tugged at her arm and begged pitifully, "Sister Mi, just go take a look, I promise I won't cause any trouble!" She could only nod helplessly.

The group arrived at the "Howling Celestial Dog Breeding Base." Cheng chuckled as soon as he saw the sign: "Good heavens, they're trying to raise Howling Celestial Dogs?"

Upon entering, fresh bloodstains were still visible on the ground, winding their way into the depths of the courtyard.

Hot Sand hissed as she snuggled into Cheng Yi's arms. Yang Mi, unable to bear it any longer, slapped her on the bottom: "How old are you? Still acting like a child."

Hot Sand cried out in pain and turned to complain, "Boss! Look at her, she's made my butt all swollen!"

The yard was filled with the barking of dogs. The dogs were all kept in cages, and when they saw someone coming, they became even more agitated and started scratching at the bars.

Cheng Yi pulled Resha, who was trying to get closer to the cage, and reminded her, "Stay away, these dogs are acting strangely."

Resha wouldn't listen to reason and excitedly ran to a large cage. Yangmi, worried, quickly followed.

Fan Binbin and Liu Tao went to the other side and teased the few Teddy puppies in the small cage. They were well-behaved, wagging their tails and rubbing against the cage.

Suddenly, a series of unusually rapid and fierce barks rang out. Cheng looked up and saw a black and red Tibetan mastiff frantically ramming its head against the corner of a huge steel cage. The clanging sound was deafening. Blood was already flowing from its forehead, but it seemed to feel no pain and continued to ram the cage relentlessly, emitting low growls from its throat.

A man in his thirties emerged from the house, brandishing a stun gun and cursing, "Mad Lion! You fucking want to die, don't you?"

He walked up to the cage, and the Tibetan mastiff named "Mad Lion" suddenly pounced on him, crashing hard into the arm-thick steel bar again with a dull thud.

A sinister smile appeared on the man's face. He raised the stun gun and poked it into the steel bar—with a "sizzle," a blue arc of electricity flashed, and the current was conducted along the steel bar to the Tibetan mastiff.

The mad lion let out a shrill howl, its whole body convulsing violently, and even blue smoke rose from its fur, filling the air with a burnt smell.

Startled, Resha screamed and quickly backed away, bumping right into Yang Mi's arms.

Yang Mi was also shocked by what she saw and frowned deeply.

Cheng Yi quickly stepped forward, blocking Re Sha's path, and said in a deep voice, "Don't be afraid."

Hot Sand peeked out from behind him, looking at the Tibetan Mastiff struggling in pain in the cage, and couldn't help but shout, "Hey! If you keep shocking it, it's going to die!"

The man didn't even look up, and said impatiently, "It's a losing proposition anyway, so mind your own business and get out of the way! If it really goes crazy and the police leave, I won't be able to save you!"

"But you can't treat it like this!" Hot Sand said urgently.

The man sighed, his tone softening slightly: "I bullied it? Do you know it almost bit a child to death just now? How much money do I have to pay for that? Its husband was just beaten to death by the police this morning, and its puppies died of illness the day before yesterday. It doesn't want to live anymore; it's trying to kill itself."

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned off the stun gun, and sure enough, the lion struggled to its feet, staggering as it rammed into the cage corner again, this time with even greater force than before.

Resha's eyes reddened as he looked at the despair in the Tibetan Mastiff's eyes.

[System prompt: Godzilla's soul has found a suitable physical vessel (Tibetan Mastiff "Mad Lion"). Do you wish to fuse with it?]

Godzilla's Soul: Originating from a treasure chest in the online game *Ragnarok Online*, it is the soul of the Tyrannosaurus Rex Godzilla. Modified by the system, it has 100% loyalty to the Punisher and requires fusion with an animal body. Its appearance in the real world differs from that in the story world.

Cheng was stunned—a Tibetan Mastiff? Compatible with the spirit of Godzilla? A giant dinosaur turning into a giant dog? It just didn't seem right. But since the system deemed it feasible, there must be a reason.

He turned to the man and asked, "Sir, since you don't want this Tibetan Mastiff anymore, could you sell it to me?"

The man sized him up and sneered, "Brother, I should be happy that someone's willing to take on this trouble. But I have to make it clear, it really doesn't have long to live, so even if you buy it, it'll be..."

Before he could finish speaking, Cheng Yi squatted down and activated his canine communication ability.