Alien Cuisine: Quick Transmigration World Salvation System No. 001

The person who was being thanked just now suddenly became the target of public criticism for not cooperating. There was even one person with a bad temper who grabbed the backpack with his hands and tried to snatch it away.

But as soon as the man's hand touched the backpack, there was a strong pressure that suddenly made everyone breathless.

This is actually the pressure of the third level of King Wu. Isn't he a student? How could he...

Moreover, this coercion was so cold that even though there were many people present who were above him in cultivation, they were frozen by this "cold air" and couldn't help but shiver.

Yun Lu, who was more "knowledgeable" than everyone else, could see the difference in this coercion at a glance.

This is not the pressure of the third level of Martial King, but the pressure of the third level of Qi Refining. This person is not a physical practitioner, but a spiritual practitioner.

I'm afraid, he still possesses ice spiritual roots.

Yun Lu glanced at him again and wrote down his appearance.

"I told you, you need to register first." The young man shook his backpack gently and shook the man's hand off.

The sunny boy who had smiled gently just now was suddenly covered with a layer of air-conditioning, which made people feel frightened and subconsciously chose to obey.

Yunlu and the others went to help register, "Sunshine Boy" was responsible for asking questions, and the dog owner was responsible for guarding the thief. The scene suddenly became orderly.

"What's in the wallet?"

"There are one thousand yuan in it, and five cards, namely..."

"Okay, here you go, next one."

"I have my ID card and more than five hundred yuan in my wallet..."

"That's right, next one."

There were so many wallets that they had just registered half of them when the waiter came to help.

The speed of claiming the wallet on the spot was faster. Not long after the wallet was collected, everyone dispersed, and Qiong Yang (the dog owner) also found his wallet.

He carefully placed the wallet in the pocket inside his coat, zipped it up, and waited for the police to come to the door before handing the thief over.

Because there were a lot of people at the scene this time, and Yun Lu and the others had to compete tomorrow, everyone only took notes on the spot.

Everyone didn't know each other before, so "Sunshine Boy" took the initiative to introduce himself: "My name is Yang Mo, nice to meet you."

Yang Mo now has no cold aura in his body. He smiles like the big brother next door, making people feel close to him.

"Hello, my name is Qiong Yang."

Qiong Yang took out a special meat ball and fed it to his black dog. He ran his hand along its back, and it looked like it felt good.

"Hello, my name is Yunlu. Well, Qiongyang, can I pet your dog?"

"Yunlu?" Yu Xiaobei noticed Hua Dian first and asked doubtfully: "Gu Yunxi, is this your new elegant name?"

"Well, I just took it. You can call me Yun Lu from now on." Yun Lu responded.

Generally, students only give themselves elegant names when they reach adulthood, so as not to choose them too early and not like them in the future.

There are many people like Yun Lu who have registered their elegant names in advance. One of the classmates present congratulated her and stopped paying attention to it. However, everyone called her Yun Lu.

Yunlu thanked everyone for their congratulations one by one, then returned to the topic and asked: "Qiong Yang, can I pet your dog?"

She is a bit of a plush person, and usually doesn’t pay special attention to furry hair, but when she sees others stroking their hair, she wants to do it herself.

sure.

Qiong Yang graciously gave up the black dog, but it was kicked by Yun Lu and felt a shadow in his heart. As soon as he saw her, he hid behind his owner.

He smiled awkwardly: "My black tiger seems a little afraid of strangers."

As soon as he finished saying this, Black Tiger, who was afraid of strangers, retreated to Yang Mo and licked his trousers with his tongue.

"Ah... well, sometimes it's afraid, and sometimes it's not." Qiong Yang immediately smoothed things over, but the more he spoke, the more reluctant he became.

He thought to himself: Such a cute girl, even dogs are afraid of her, how hurtful this is.

But the big-hearted Yun Lu didn't feel sad. She just retracted her hand, looked at Yang Mo and asked curiously: "Black Tiger seems to like the smell of you?"

"Well", Yang Mo squatted down and stroked its chin with his hand, "I have been practicing cooking with my master since I was a child. The smell of meat on my body is very strong, so it is more popular with small animals."

Have you practiced cooking since you were a child?

Almost all the students present were participating in the spiritual food master competition. When they heard this sensitive word, they all looked at Yang Mo carefully.

After looking at it like this, the attentive classmates really discovered the problem.

"Master Yang Cheng has the same surname as yours, so you are probably related, right?"

After being reminded, I went to see Yang Mo again and found that he looked quite similar to Master Yang Cheng.

Master Yang Cheng is the most famous restaurant chef in the country. If you want to eat the food he cooks, you have to have money and connections. In this way, the orders are scheduled for a year later.

"Well, he is my father and my master." This was no secret, so Yang Mo admitted it openly.

An outspoken classmate heard this and blurted out: "Oh my god, I thought that the biggest opponent in this competition was Gu... Yunlu, but I didn't expect it to be Yang Mo!"

This sentence attracted the attention of both Yun Lu and Yang Mo.

The classmate realized what he said was inappropriate and quickly changed his words: "I was complimenting you."

"Really, you mean that the champion will probably be between the two of them?"

A group of students passing by happened to hear what he just said, and their competitive spirit was aroused. They couldn't help but join in and said: "The biggest rivals? Just the two of them? Are your eyes blind?"

"That's right," the classmates behind him echoed, "The one who is most likely to win the championship is clearly Senior Luo Tian."

Yun Lu didn't know who Luo Tian was, but when she saw that these students were wearing the uniforms of the No. 13 Middle School next door, she had a rough guess.

No. 13 Middle School was the high school where the champion of the last spiritual food master competition was located. Because of this, she often heard people say that No. 13 Middle School won the championship thanks to them, and she looked down upon them. No. 33 Middle School.

The No. 33 Middle School where Yun Lu is located has gone back five years and has not even been in the top five, let alone the champion. Therefore, in this competition, the teachers have given extra reminders to let them meet students from the No. 13 Middle School.

, don’t be a coward.

Unfazed, Yun Lu retorted: "What's the use of just talking about it? If you have the ability, we will see the real results when we compete."

Yang Mo was not to be outdone, "You are welcome to challenge on the playing field."

The classmates of No. 13 Middle School were frozen by Yang Mo's suddenly cold aura. They extinguished their arrogance and said, "We'll see, then" and ran away.

Before the competition started, two major universities, plus a famous spiritual chef successor, were suddenly involved in the whirlpool of "public opinion".

This incident was spread by word of mouth, and finally it became:

"Hey, have you heard that the Thirteenth Middle School and the Thirty-third Middle School have declared war on the heir of Master Yang Cheng?"

"I heard that they made a pretty big bet and even signed a life and death certificate!"

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