Walter can cook, his skills are pretty good, and there are plenty of dishes at home.
So even if he changes his mind temporarily, there is no big problem in inviting Wang Fan to dinner. He can just make it fresh.
Listening to the commotion in the kitchen, Wang Fan sat on the sofa in the living room and watched TV with peace of mind.
It's not that he doesn't want to help, it's mainly that he really doesn't know how, and helping would only cause trouble.
So he just let it go. Anyway, he was thick-skinned, so it wasn't a big problem.
"Mr. Wang Fan has kept you waiting for a long time."
More than twenty minutes later.
Walter walked out of the kitchen carrying two plates of dishes.
He didn't cook many dishes, only four. After all, there were only two people, so there were too many to finish.
"you are too polite."
Wang Fan never thought that one day the First Herrscher would call him sir.
He stood up and helped bring out the two remaining dishes from the kitchen.
He can still do this kind of thing. If he still sits on the sofa and does nothing, then he will lose his face.
Walter's craftsmanship is indeed very good, and all the dishes he makes are Chinese dishes.
Coincidentally, they are all Wang Fan's favorite food.
During the meal, Walter opened his mouth countless times to say something, but in the end he still did not say it.
Wang Fan, who was concentrating on cooking, did not realize this.
As a result, there was no other sound during this dinner except the clinking of bowls and chopsticks and the sound of chewing.
Wang Fan didn’t feel anything was wrong, but Walter felt very uncomfortable.
"I didn't expect your craftsmanship to be quite good, Lao Yang. It's getting late and I have to go back. Thank you for your hospitality."
After eating, Wang Fan was ready to leave.
Originally, he was thinking about what Walter would say to him while eating.
In the end, nothing was said, so in this case, he wasn't going to stay any longer.
After all, he played all day today, and even though he was in good health, he was still very tired now.
"etc!"
Looking at Wang Fan's back, Walter couldn't help but call him.
"Ah? Is there anything else you can do, Lao Yang?"
Wang Fan turned his head and looked at Walter with some confusion.
Could it be that he thought of something else?
"Do you remember the first collapse?"
Walter, who hesitated for a long time, finally asked the question he wanted to ask.
Walter has always been a calm person, but now he really can’t help it.
"Huh? Of course I knew about the first collapse. Why do you ask?"
Wang Fan vaguely felt that something was wrong.
Why did Walter use the word "remember" when he asked? Shouldn't it be asking if you know?
"...It's okay. Have a good rest. School will start in two days, and the teaching workload will be quite heavy then."
Walter was silent for a moment, and he already got the answer he needed from Wang Fan's answer.
Although the answer was not the one he wanted.
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Wang Fan, who felt a little baffled, watched Walter close the door.
How did this guy become the Riddler like Otto?
Forget it, it’s not a big problem.
He shook his head and then returned to his residence...
Time flies so fast, and in the blink of an eye, there is only one day left before the start of school.
These days, Walter has not looked for Wang Fan again, but Wang Fan goes for a walk in the city every day.
Although it's not the day to pay wages yet, and he doesn't have any money, he is a teacher, and the city has a tax exemption for teachers.
He didn't know how much he could get for free, but he heard from a waiter at a milk tea shop that he would eat and drink so much there that he would never be able to use up the deductible.
That's pretty good.
As for the lesson plans that teachers should write...
Just kidding, he teaches fighting, what lesson plan should he write?
Even if you write it down, you won’t be able to use it. After all, fighting is a course where students have to be taught according to their aptitude.
He doesn't even know what students he will have and what abilities, strengths and weaknesses they have. Doesn't writing this lesson plan mean that it was written in vain?
So besides playing, he couldn't think of anything else to do.
Walking on the way to the urban arcade city, Wang Fan happily hummed a ditty.
He really likes this kind of life!
However, what he didn't notice was that the grass behind him suddenly shook.
Then, the originally motionless grass suddenly "grew" two legs and kept up with Wang Fan.
"Hmph, no one will be able to see through my disguise."
Fu Hua, who was hiding in the grass, wore a pair of red-rimmed glasses.
At this moment, the glasses flashed a bright light under the refraction of the sun.
She didn't like tasks like lurking, but who made Otto her partner?
Now she has lost too much strength and is no longer able to protect China. She must rely on the help of that guy Otto.
So even though she hated Otto, she could only listen to him.
And the person in front of him is the top priority of this mission.
Another girl named Kiana is not as important to him.
Speaking of which, Fu Hua felt a strong sense of familiarity from the moment she saw his photo, but she couldn't explain why.
She hated this feeling very much, but there was nothing she could do about it.
Fortunately, her mission now is to lurk and monitor, so she has a lot of time to observe Wang Fan.
Who knows one day, she will remember the source of that familiar feeling.
Looking at Wang Fan who had walked away, the grass "grew" again and he followed up.
Passers-by on the roadside were stunned.
What's going on, the grass has become a spirit?
Wang Fan happily ran into the arcade without realizing that he was followed by a "grass spirit".
In the past two days, he discovered an extremely fun game.
The name of the game is Thunder Fighter. Of course, that’s not the actual name. It’s just Wang Fan’s own name.
The main gameplay is to rely on the immersive control of fighter planes in the game cabin for multi-player teams or one-on-one air combat.
It was a bit difficult to get started at first, but after Wang Fan crashed a few planes, he successfully dominated the sky.
It can be seen that he is very talented in this area.
And that kind of excitement also fascinated him.
However, it is a pity that this game is too difficult, not many people play it, and you usually have to wait for a long time when matching.
Wang Fan, who was already in a game room, had been ready to match for half an hour.
But the next moment, almost as soon as he clicked on matching, he found the team.
"Hey, the efficiency is quite fast this time. Let me see who is there."
Very excited, Wang Fan rubbed his hands and looked at the player list.
The next moment, his eyes widened.
"No way? What a coincidence?"
He was a little in disbelief, not for anything else but because he saw three extremely special names.
"Metal Gear Bu Langya, Mei my wife, the housewife... darling, isn't this the Yusan family?"
Originally, Wang Fan thought that he might be able to get close to them as a teacher after school started.
After all, before traveling through time, he often held his cell phone and went crazy looking at Kiana in the game.
But I didn't expect it. I didn't see it here, but now I met it in the game?
Are they also in this arcade city? This game can only be played in a large game warehouse. The dormitory in the college does not have that much space.
But I didn’t see them just now.
Wang Fan, who was a little excited, began to sweat on his palms.
How could he not be excited about playing games with Bronya and the others?
Because of his excessive excitement, he directly ignored the last player named "Shangshan Ruoshui".
After all, with this name, he looks like an old man at first glance, and he can be killed later.
Not far away, in another game console, Fu Hua adjusted his glasses again.
When inquiring about information, you naturally have to start with everything the other party does.
Now the goal is to play games, and I happened to have been practicing in this way for a while.
Hum, you only need to kill the opponent a few times, and then use the excuse of not fighting or knowing each other to get close to the opponent in reality.
My thinking is really thorough!
