Heroic Soul: Drunken Qianqiu

There was a strange sound in the dormitory.

"Ha~~Pfft~~Pfft~~"

Pay attention, this man’s name is Cheng Yong.

At this moment, he was carefully wiping the dust on his roommate's bed. Suddenly, his eyes narrowed, his body paused, and he walked towards Zhao Feifan's bed with heavy steps.

"Bold dust, my brother Feifan's bed is only for a bastard like you to get into. Get out of here." Cheng Yong shouted, and a faint light shone in his palms.

Indiscriminate killing...

Seeing the neat bed, Cheng Yong sneered, "Haha, you know how good I am, right?"

At this time, the door opened.

"What are you doing here?" Zhao Feifan pointed at Cheng Yong and asked in confusion.

"Oh, Brother Fan, I saw your sheets were dirty, so I wanted to wipe them for you." Cheng Yong scratched his head shyly, showing no harm to humans or animals.

"Uh, thanks."

"By the way, Brother Fan, can you tell me what happened inside?" Cheng Yong took out a bag of potato chips from his pocket and smiled.

"But, I promised others not to tell anyone else," Zhao Feifan felt embarrassed.

"Pa", Cheng Yong took out another ham sausage.

Zhao Feifan sighed, "Oh~ If you are like this, I will give you a general introduction."

"Pop", another pack of instant noodles.

"Okay, brother, let's sit on your bed and talk carefully." Zhao Feifan looked excited.

What the captain said is indeed true. The geniuses here are so damn rich that they can actually eat three packs of snacks a day. It’s so crazy...

Under Zhao Feifan's eloquent description, Cheng Yong's expression gradually became brighter.

Cheng Yong: "Brother Fan, that means we won?"

Zhao Feifan: "Shh~ don't tell others..."

"Okay, I'll serve four," Cheng Yong raised three fingers and said with a serious expression.

Zhao Feifan:......

Why do I feel like this guy is a bit unreliable...

Crunch——

Qin Ye walked in with a sullen expression.

"Hey, the boss is back, please come this way." Cheng Yong stood up with a smile and made a welcoming gesture.

This is the boss among the bosses.

Unexpectedly, Qin Ye climbed onto the bed and lay down without even looking at him.

"What's wrong with this buddy?" Zhao Feifan asked in a low voice.

"It's okay, I must have been shocked." Cheng Yong glanced at Qin Ye, smiled helplessly, and then turned to look at Zhao Feifan, "Let's go, Brother Fan, let's go eat."

Zhao Feifan's face lit up and he said excitedly, "Let's go! I've wanted to try the food here for a long time."

"Me too……"

Cheng Yong glanced at Qin Ye again, a trace of worry flashed in his eyes, closed the door gently, and left silently.

There are not many things that can make Lao Qin emo...

In the huge restaurant, there are rows of dining tables, but there are only a dozen people eating here. From the looks of them, they are all little geniuses.

There are only a few windows for cooking, and behind each window stands an old man carrying a spoon. They all look very kind.

Cheng Yong and Zhao Feifan took a look, took a dinner plate, and ran to the nearest window.

Seeing someone coming, the uncle smiled and said, "Young man, what can you eat?"

"What's there?" Zhao Feifan asked.

Uncle: "Steamed buns, fried shredded potatoes..."

Zhao Feifan nodded, "What then?"

The uncle did not speak, but smiled meaningfully at the two of them, and the meaning was self-evident.

"Only potato shreds?" Zhao Feifan said in surprise.

Isn't this a place for special training? Shouldn’t everything we eat be meat?

The uncle still didn't speak, just kept smiling.

"There are only shredded potatoes, why are you asking us?" Zhao Feifan looked confused.

"Forget it, stop laughing, give me some shredded potatoes and two steamed buns," Zhao Feifan said helplessly.

Does this old man only laugh?

The uncle picked up the spoon and dug a spoonful into a large pot of shredded potatoes.

Zhao Feifan nodded, it was okay.

I saw the uncle tipped the spoon, and all the potato shreds at the corners fell down. Suddenly, the uncle's arm shook violently, and the food in the spoon was lost by half...

After several times, Zhao Feifan looked at the little shredded potatoes on the plate and fell into deep thought.

I wonder if the captain is a qio? I feel like there’s something really wrong here...

It was Cheng Yong's turn to step forward. Before Cheng Yong could speak, the uncle asked with a smile, "Young man, what can you eat..."

Cheng Yong:......

"A few more potato shreds and three steamed buns." Seeing Zhao Feifan's experience, Cheng Yong became more thoughtful.

The old man gave Cheng Yong a weird smile and started his flirting operation again.

After several rounds, Cheng Yong was stunned when he looked at the dish, which was less than a spoonful of Zhao Feifan's.

Cheng Yong was about to give an explanation, but the window was locked by the old man. He didn't have any more than thirty minutes to prepare the meal, so he could only go back with the plate.

As soon as he returned to his seat, Zhao Feifan couldn't help laughing and said, "How little did you have for this spoonful?"

Cheng Yong had a dark face and said sullenly, "Three spoons. After shaking the spoon and shaking the plate, who can bear it?"

"Hahaha..." Zhao Feifan smiled even more happily, and the previous unhappiness suddenly disappeared.

On a table not far away, a young man put down his chopsticks and cursed, "Is this food for humans? It's so salty that even dogs won't eat it."

"Haha, then you ate so cleanly that you didn't even have any vegetable water left," someone at the same table revealed.

"I'm not a dog. Dogs don't eat, so I eat." The little genius blushed and said confidently.

"Hahaha……"

A simple meal, spent in laughter.

They don't really need to eat. Once a day or once a few days is enough. If they consume a lot of spiritual energy, they need to take in a lot of food to supplement.

But they... had been lying down from the beginning, with almost zero loss of spiritual power, so they didn't really need to eat.

"Shh-"

When the whistle sounded, everyone's expressions changed, and they quickly ran towards the playground regardless of the situation, for fear of becoming the next Brother Underpants.

At this moment, the two underwear brothers ran away as soon as they heard the whistle, and the others couldn't see them at all.

The playground was crowded with people. After the previous 'fair' competition, the little geniuses could tell who was the king. They all looked at the instructors with clear eyes.

"Ahem, be quiet!" Jiang Zheng shouted loudly.

Everyone:...

"Instructor Jiang, they don't seem to be talking," Bai Chenzhi said softly.

Jiang Zheng glared at him, "It's all your damn fault, you've made me lose my confidence."

Jiang Zheng silently glanced at the people in front of him and nodded. There were exactly twenty-three people, so nothing happened.

So, he said in a deep voice, "I announce that the Tianxing Project has officially begun!"

"Next, you will face the first lesson of special training..."