Seeing the banging on the door and the angry scolding, Feng Yu frowned and ignored it.
He probably understood why the cleaner wanted to come in so much. He was probably attracted by the red liquid on the wall.
But if I don't open the door for him, he can't come in.
China Live Broadcast Room.
A few days ago, I'm afraid anyone would be shocked. More than a billion people across the country watched a man meditating on the sofa in the live broadcast room at the same time. This has already created the history of China's live broadcast industry.
"Hey, hey, hey, why can't I understand what Feng Yu is doing? That man has been knocking on the door for so long. Why doesn't Feng Yu open the door for him? It's already working time. What danger could there be? Who can help? Shall I explain?"
A netizen couldn't understand something and couldn't help but leave a message asking.
"I think there's something obviously wrong with the cleaner. He's so eager to come in. There's obviously something in the room that's attracting him."
A netizen gave a decent analysis.
At the same time, another netizen added, "Only one thing changed in the room, and that was the liquid flowing out of the ceiling. He must want to get this liquid."
"I'm afraid Feng Yu will die after he gets this liquid."
"That's why Feng Yu didn't open the door for him." An uncle also sent a barrage in agreement.
"Hey, netizens have become smarter this time."
Many people immediately joked, but few people refuted it. They all thought this answer was very reasonable.
Feng Yu didn't know that his actions were seen by others and they were talking about it. Even if he knew, he didn't bother to explain to them.
Feng Yu suddenly thought that Rule 9 also mentioned that you should not agree to any request of the cleaner. Now that he asked himself to open the door for him, does it count as a request?
Sure enough, all the rules are related to a certain extent.
The door to the back room quietly opened a crack. The man looked around and saw Feng Yu sitting on the sofa, deep in thought. There was another knock on the door outside. He was a little confused as to what was going on.
"Are you hiding from your enemies?"
The man then thought about it, it was very possible, otherwise he would not have dared to open the door when someone came to the door.
Feng Yu felt the movement behind him and glared at him. The latter immediately retracted his head and closed the door.
He looked at the ceiling calmly, pretending not to hear the noise outside, and everything seemed to have nothing to do with him.
After ten full minutes, the knocking on the door gradually slowed down and finally disappeared.
"I thought he was going to knock on it all day."
Feng Yu shook his head, walked to the door of the back room and opened it.
"Come out, let's go have breakfast."
There were people coming and going at the entrance of the canteen. It was so lively. You could see people coming in and out even before you walked in.
"Is the canteen here free?"
Feng Yu asked casually.
The man nodded, "Of course, nothing here costs money."
"Hey, don't you work here too?"
The man suddenly reacted and looked at Feng Yu in surprise.
Feng Yu didn't reply, but only quickened his pace.
Because there is a piece of paper taped to the door of the cafeteria, the material is the same as the paper with the rules written on it.
Feng Yu walked in and his eyes suddenly narrowed. Sure enough, there were rules again. Everything in this world relies on rules.
Feng Yu looked at the other people again. Many people didn't even read the note and went in directly.
Feng Yu tore it off and looked at it while walking.
"Hey, why are you tearing up that announcement? This has been here for a long time, and I haven't seen the food change even if you say you want to add more dishes."
The man threatened by Feng Yu came over again at some point, looked at the note in Feng Yu's hand and said.
"You really talk a lot."
The man shrank his head and realized that Feng Yu only spoke harshly and was not actually difficult to get along with.
Feng Yu glanced at him.
"Wait, what did you say? What's written on it?"
Feng Yu suddenly froze and grasped what the man just said.
"It says here that the canteen will undergo food reform."
The man was a little confused, but he still said it.
Feng Yu understood that the rules were only for him, and the people here were not bound by the rules.
While walking, Feng Yu reopened the paper, with several rules clearly written on it.
【Canteen Rules】
1The canteen will not sell animal heads.
2. Everyone will get a bottle of condiments, please make sure your condiments will not be taken away by others.
3. When you encounter unknown danger, wrap the condiment in a paper towel and take it away. If necessary, sprinkle it on those who try to attack you.
4. Please make sure the lights in the canteen are on, as some animals move at night.
5. Keep communicating with other people. You can trust those who try to communicate with you and they will help you.
6. Please ensure that you do not eat food containing dog meat, and be wary of those who eat dog meat.
7There will be no live animals in the cafeteria.
"A new rule is detected and a rule correct or error prompt is provided."
There was no sound, which was the rule indicating an error. Feng Yu immediately looked at the note, and sure enough, the last sentence of the third article turned into red words.
The last sentence of Article 3 is wrong.
Feng Yu looked at these rules and felt a little troublesome. Just at a glance, he found several contradictions.
Rule 7 says that there will be no live animals in the cafeteria, but Rule 4 also mentions animals that move at night.
So are there animals?
Feng Yu pondered for a moment, wondering if the animals mentioned here were not real animals.
He was startled inwardly. It couldn't be another mutant. How could there be such weird things everywhere?
Since the system told me that the last sentence of Rule 3 is wrong, it means that the condiment in your hand cannot be thrown at the animal that attacks you, it must be in your own hand.
It seems that there is something dangerous here. It seems that I shouldn't come here to eat.
When Feng Yu came back to his senses, he found that the man who came with him had left at some point, and now he was alone.
There seemed to be something wrong with the atmosphere around him. He looked around and found that everyone around him was silent. No one said anything, but some people occasionally looked at him with meaningful eyes.
Feng Yu remained silent and queued up in the food queue.
Soon we arrived at Fengyu. The aunt who was serving food in the cafeteria looked at Fengyu kindly, "What do you want to eat?"
He took a quick glance and found 10 large and small iron boxes in front of him, all with different dishes inside.
Pot-roasted pork, shredded potatoes, scrambled eggs with tomatoes, fish-flavored shredded pork...
Feng Yu suddenly focused his eyes, looking at a pile of meat in a glass box placed in the distance, and couldn't help but ask, "What kind of meat is this?"
The aunt took one look at it and replied, "It's pig head meat. This is not for you to eat. Do you want to eat it? I'll give you a few pieces if you want."
Feng Yu's eyes narrowed, and when he heard these sensitive words, a cordon of caution was immediately raised in his heart.
Rule 1 mentioned that the canteen will not sell animal heads, so where does the pig head meat come from?
Feng Yu immediately shook his head, "Thank you, auntie, I don't like it."
"There are no dishes made with dog meat here."
Feng Yu asked strangely, and the aunt immediately said, "There is no dog meat here, and the school does not allow the sale of dog meat."
Feng Yu nodded, keeping the dark color unchanged, and ordered a few dishes at will. For his own safety, Feng Yu ordered all vegetarian dishes and did not ask for any meat dishes.
While his aunt was cooking, Feng Yu once again observed the meat in a box. It looked very fresh in color, and the muscle fibers were tender. There was a small amount of fat mixed in, but the muscle bundles were thick, the cut surface was granular, and there was a fishy smell. Flesh color dark red.
That piece of meat was most likely dog meat.
The aunt in the cafeteria is lying. She doesn't want others to know that dog meat is sold here, but why should she do this.
"Your meal."
"Thanks."
"Hey, classmate, your seasoning."
Just as Feng Yu was about to leave, his aunt stopped him and handed him a condiment bottle.
Feng Yu thanked him quickly, took the plate, looked around, and finally found a seat closer to the mouth of the meal.
Looking at the black condiment bottle in his hand, he shook it gently. There was a rustling sound inside and there were particles.
He was somewhat skeptical about whether this thing was really useful, but the system rules prompt told him that this thing was indeed useful.
After Feng Yu sat down, he didn't start eating, but looked around. There were only a few people not far away, but there were almost full people near the exit. You know, people don't like to be around people. On the other hand, these people go against common sense.
Feng Yu looked at a person not far away. There was meat suspected of being dog meat on his dinner plate.
He placed the condiment bottle on the table and immediately looked at him with vague glances.
Feng Yu frowned, picked up the condiment bottle again, and found that those eyes still hadn't disappeared.
Are you starting to miss your own condiment bottles?
Sure enough, not long after, the man not far away from Feng Yu glanced at Feng Yu from time to time, and finally couldn't hold it back and walked over.
"Brother, my condiment is empty. Can you lend me yours?"
The man in blue clothes looked at him with a smile.
Feng Yu raised his head, looked at the man calmly, and replied lightly, "I won't borrow it."
The man in blue's smile froze, and his expression immediately turned vicious, "You'd better lend it to me, otherwise it'll be too late if something bad happens."
When Feng Yu heard this, he raised the corner of his mouth, put down his chopsticks, and looked at the man pointing his finger.
Feng Yu quickly grasped the man's finger and broke it hard.
"Crack!"
The man's fingers were broken off by Feng Yu's strong force, and then a scream came.
The man's face suddenly turned pale, but he seemed to be honest, lowered his head and left here quickly.
Feng Yu looked at the white powder in his hand, thoughtfully.
Everyone in the Huaxia Kingdom’s live broadcast room saw the scene just now.
"Let me see, why does white powder appear when you break your finger?"
"What's going on? Can anyone please show me your fingers?"
"You will definitely get extra points in the comprehensive test if you devote yourself to the country."
"I think there's something wrong with this man. He may not be human, and his body may be full of flour."
