Skill Maker in a Game Like World

"Mama," the girl said in a loud voice when she saw Miya.

For a 10-year-old girl, Enzo thought her tone sounded even more childish.

Unless it was just for her mother.

"Madam, you're back!" The old woman also greeted Miya while her gaze was quickly drawn to Enzo's figure standing beside her.

She couldn't help but be surprised to see a young man coming with her.

"Enzo, come on in!" Miya invited Enzo into the mansion.

He naturally followed her because he was invited.

At the same time, the 10-year-old girl stood up from the sofa, approaching Miya.

"Mama, did you buy the calculator glasses I asked for? You seem to have forgotten again," she said, still in a tone that sounded more childish than a 10-year-old girl.

Miya seemed to have just realized that she had forgotten something.

She smiled wryly as she replied, "Bella, I forgot again because I came home in a hurry, but tomorrow I will definitely buy it for you..."

She lowered her legs in front of the girl to compensate for her height, placing each of her hands on her shoulders before touching her cheeks as she became sullen that her mother had forgotten again.

Her eyes occasionally glanced at Enzo who was standing slightly behind her mother.

"Mama, who is this man?" she asked, pointing at Enzo directly.

Her round eyes started looking him up and down, like she was wondering if this stranger was good or bad.

Being stared at by her, Enzo couldn't help but smile even though he felt strange because he wasn't the type to interact with small children.

"He's my friend," Miya said, answering her daughter's question.

After that, she looked at the blonde maid.

"Elsa, please prepare two hot coffees and deliver them to my study," she said before looking at the old woman.

"Mrs. Xue, we have something to discuss, I'll leave Bella here with you," she added.

The old woman nodded at her words without questioning anything while Bella seemed to show a little confusion.

"Bella, I have to go to the study for a while, you keep studying. If you feel sleepy, go to bed immediately," Miya said to her daughter who nodded her head.

From the looks of it, she was too innocent for her age.

After that, Miya stood up again.

"Enzo, follow me," she said, stepping into an elevator that was right beside the stairs.

The old lady, Mrs. Xue, continued to stare at her and Enzo, looking deep in thought.

Enzo followed her into the elevator where he saw six buttons each with a number, from one to five and then a button with the letter b, which was probably the button for the basement.

Miya pressed button number five which was obviously for the highest floor.

The elevator immediately moved at high speed without the slightest vibration.

Moments later, the doors finally opened, revealing a room with a futuristic design that was divided into several areas, from the sports area, swimming pool, relaxing area, and office area.

Each area was clearly visible as they were only separated by glass walls.

Miya took a step into the office area which consisted of one spacious room, complete with all the work facilities.

Her destination was a large wooden cabinet.

When she snapped her fingers, the doors of the closet opened by themselves, revealing rows of clothes hanging inside, consisting of both men's and women's clothing.

They were all similar to everyday clothes, such as jeans, shirts, and coats.

When he saw them, Enzo couldn't help but show a strange look.

"Madam, are these the clothes you mean?" he asked with a doubtful expression as he felt that they were really just ordinary clothes.

"Enzo, you should stop calling me madam, just call me by my name or call me Sister Miya instead," the woman replied before stepping closer to the closet.

She picked up a man's coat inside, bringing it to Enzo who showed a strange expression as she asked him to call her by her name directly.

It seemed that she didn't want any more formalities between them.

Enzo couldn't help but wonder if he needed to directly call her by name without trying to say some nonsense that it was inappropriate.

With that, he could directly signal to her that he wanted to get closer to her. After all, her request to call her name directly might also be a signal that she wanted to get closer and more intimate with him.

Of course, calling her Sister Miya is also fine. This could be a romantic start between a younger man and an older woman.

Before he could say anything, the woman handed the coat to him.

"Try it on, although this looks no different from ordinary clothes, the difference is in the materials. It is made with materials from the Primordial World with many creations and mixtures. We call it Aether Clothing," she said.

Enzo accepted the coat, putting it directly on his body.

"Mm..." He was instantly made to realize that Miya was not talking nonsense.

Having just put on the coat, he immediately felt a different sensation.

His connection with the world felt clearer, becoming twice as strong.

On earth, this might not mean much, but in the Primordial World, this would of course benefit the Awakeners significantly as the flow of natural energy would enter their bodies faster.

Their stamina would last longer, 100 Points of Stamina might feel like 125 Points.

With the outfit, there would be less dependence on the Life Core.

No wonder the Dark Star Palace wanted this outfit. The rest of the company must also want it.

This was not for personal use, but for business, a very profitable business.

"How do you feel?" asked Miya with a faint smile, looking pleased as she watched his reaction.

"Sister Miya, is this really made by your company?" asked Enzo, as if in disbelief.

This time, he changed his address to her, choosing to call her by the word sister first because it was more comfortable for him.

Even his tone sounded natural so it seemed like he was already very familiar with her.

Miya looked surprised, but she chose to relax because that was what she wanted.

Her expression suddenly brightened as she nodded proudly.

"Of course, and the research is led by me personally. Don't think I'm just a businessman, but I'm also a scientist who has studied various types of clothing materials from the Primordial World. Normally, almost every week I come to the Primordial World's shops just to look for new materials..." She explained in detail who she was, as if she wanted him to know more about her.

A woman usually very rarely introduced herself like that to a man unless there was a certain desire that the woman herself might not be aware of.