"Oh, you don't have to treat us. The expensive and cheap ones in the school cafeteria are all equally delicious. The difference is that the food made with good ingredients tastes bad and the food made with bad ingredients tastes bad."
The boy in sportswear waved his hands in disgust and led Feng Xue to the cafeteria. Feng Xue heard this and said:
"I remember how many restaurants there are near the school?"
"Forget it, the school cafeteria is contracted by the dean's brother-in-law, so the school prohibits ordering food outside the school. Only teachers can go out to eat!"
A slightly smaller boy next to him immediately complained. Feng Xue's heart moved slightly, knowing that this was another trap.
Students' communication is very casual. If you say something casually, you will be regarded as "not from the same group." For example, when criticizing the leadership, if you dare to say, "The dean is also worried that the food outside is unhygienic." "If you say something like that, in a blink of an eye the whole class or even the whole grade will regard you as the teacher's dog and start to form groups to exclude you.
But you can't say too much at this time, otherwise you will easily be reported by the real "spies" mixed in the crowd, and then you may face another kind of targeting.
The thoughts in her heart were spinning, and Feng Xue sighed:
"It's the same everywhere. The school I went to was just ridiculous. The school made too many mooncakes during the Mid-Autumn Festival. As a result, our whole school ate mooncakes for a month. Can you believe it?! Have you ever seen fried mooncakes with tomatoes?"
"Fuck, you are still so cruel!" Hearing Feng Xue's words, several students were shocked. How could these high school students have ever seen the darkness of university cafeteria food?
However, this kind of topic cannot be discussed in depth, otherwise it will easily steal the limelight and cause dissatisfaction among the core members of the circle. Although this dissatisfaction may not be intentional, it should be avoided as much as possible.
So Feng Xue did not go into depth on this topic, but walked into the canteen, chatting along other people's topics while looking at the meals prepared by the canteen aunt.
Well, if you say this is dark cuisine, you may be hunted down by the dark cuisine world. After all, the dark cuisine world also has its unpalatable mark!
But let alone the poor presentation, no matter how good the presentation was, Feng Xue had no intention of eating the food in this dungeon. He held the bowl in one hand and flipped the chopsticks in the other, constantly picking up vegetables and rice, but as the edge of the bowl rose and fell, But no one saw that the food did not actually enter his mouth, but disappeared out of thin air before that.
Thanks to the wide cuffs of the school uniform (there were more than a dozen books hidden in my high school uniform, even the teachers couldn't tell), Feng Xue tied the fanny pack to his forearm. With the strength control of the martial arts master level, he could easily control these books. It was said that the food was a bit sorry for Shen Nong and his old man's stuff, so he had to transfer it.
It's a good thing that he doesn't need to eat, otherwise if a living player came in, he would have to face the choice of "starving to death" or "dying from unpalatable food".
"Don't waste food!"
Suddenly, there was an angry scolding in his ears. Feng Xue shivered violently, then couldn't help but shook his head and said:
"Well, I'm afraid I'll be beaten to death by the cafeteria aunt for wasting food... There are really pitfalls everywhere in this school!"
Seeing that everyone had finished eating, Da Zhuang (pseudonym) put the bowls and chopsticks into the bucket next to the tableware collection, and then said to Feng Xue:
"Do you have any plans for lunch?"
"I plan to go back and take a nap." Feng Xue said truthfully, and Da Zhuang immediately said:
"You're not a primary school student. Let's take a nap and play ball together!"
"Yes, yes, let's go play ball! I just saw people from Class 4 going to the playground, and I just happened to have a 5v5 with them!"
Several classmates next to him also responded with noisy responses, but Feng Xue's brows jumped, and the sharpness of the assassin label conveyed a strong sense of crisis.
"There is actually a death option here? If you don't go, will the killing rule be triggered? Or if you go and fight poorly, the killing rule will be triggered? Or simply if you play too well, the killing rule will be triggered on the opposite side?"
Feng Xue's heart moved, but her face said seriously:
"This can't be done. It's easy for a man not to take a nap!"
"Fuck! Who did you listen to?!"
Upon hearing those two words, these students immediately exploded, but Feng Xue said seriously:
"Didn't you study well in biology class? In addition to resting, people's sleep also affects endocrine. Especially at our age, it affects this aspect the most. It's not just men, but women too. Do you know why women with higher education Aren’t most people in bad shape?”
"Because a woman with a good figure can be rich without studying hard?" A boy on the side said stupidly, and Feng Xue immediately rolled his eyes——
"It's because of lack of sleep. Studying well means less sleep. Women who sleep less will have flat chests, and women who sleep less will have flat chests. What do you think will happen to men who sleep less?"
"Aha~~"
"Brother Zhuang, why are you yawning? Was the last class too boring? Why don't we stop yawning today?"
"Well, I'm a little sleepy too. Let's go back and take a nap."
"Me too. The principal's speech today was so hypnotic that I feel very sleepy."
"I'll go back and take a nap too..."
All the students who originally wanted to play basketball suddenly dispersed. Feng Xue admired the results of her words and smiled secretly in her heart:
"Sure enough, Yang Wei is the biggest threat to men! Even male ghosts are not exempt from this."
After that, he turned around and walked back to the dormitory calmly...
…
"Huhu..."
Although there was a gentle snoring in his nose, Feng Xue was already completely awake. With his eyes closed, he had already expanded the circle, reflecting everything within two meters around him into the sea of consciousness.
It's not an exaggerated thing like divine consciousness - Jiang Ziya hasn't mastered this thing yet, this is just a skill extended based on the warrior's "cicada awakens before the autumn wind moves".
But even this technique allowed him to sense a hint of malice in his sleep, and the source of this malice was at the bedside.
"I boarded [unintelligible] at the door of the dormitory. Since I can fall asleep, it means there is no danger in the dormitory. There seems to be a window in the direction of the bed... Tsk, a window-climbing ghost? I don't know if it's a female ghost..."
Feng Xue secretly murmured in his heart, not that he wanted to do something unspeakable to the female ghost, but mainly because the dormitory manager had reminded him before that he could not bring girls back to the dormitory. In other words, if the other party made any noise, he might have to eat it. The dormitory's killing rules.
After clearing his thoughts, Feng Xue pretended to make a soft hum, then closed his eyes and sat up from the bed. It was not until he stood up that he reached out to touch the water glass with half-closed eyes. It was at this time that he caught a glimpse of the long strip of water outside the window. A long neck that extends toward the ceiling.
"It's just the head, that's easy."
Feng Xue thought to herself, picked up the water cup and took a sip, then cursed in a low voice:
"The food in this cafeteria is really not for human consumption. It's still a bit nauseating after a good night's sleep..."
As he spoke, he turned his head sharply and saw a bloody mouth opened.
"Ouch!" Feng Xue suddenly let out a retching sound, then covered his mouth with one hand, bent his waist, and then, in the horrified eyes of the ghost, a large amount of soup and water fell into his mouth. …
(End of chapter)
