I became the master of the alien world

Chapter 90 Lunch Time

"Dang, Dang, Dang." The get out of class bell rang outside the window, and the classroom began to commotion.

"That's it for us in the morning. You students can go to the cafeteria to eat." Chris bowed deeply.

Soon, everyone walked out of the classroom and hurried towards the cafeteria.

No one knows why the college's cafeteria only serves food during specific times. If you miss the meal time, you will go hungry.

At this time, Lancelot and Lilith walked out of the teaching building side by side. Frank was not with them because he had to go back to put on some clothes.

The temperature outside the classroom was very low, which made Lancelot feel strange. It was obviously very warm when they went for a picnic yesterday.

Lancelot pointed to the cloudless sky: "Lilith, don't you think the weather in Wayne is weird?"

"I know that the winter in Wein is colder than anywhere in the southern part of the continent, but sometimes it feels like spring." Lilith smiled and continued: "But I have lived here for a long time, and I have long been used to it, Lance

Lot, I believe you will get used to it soon."

"I hope so."

After a while, Lancelot and Lilith walked to the stone road leading to the canteen again. This time they did not encounter Leo or Bolton, and most of them were unfamiliar faces.

In order to avoid the embarrassment like the last time he met Bolton, Lancelot carefully wrote down everyone's face during class. Now he can accurately identify whether the passing students are in the same class as him, although he cannot yet accurately name them.

Name.

"Lancelot, what do you think of Mr. Chris's lecture?" Lilith asked.

Lancelot said without hesitation: "It's very good, very vivid and very passionate."

"But I didn't quite understand what he was talking about this morning about the history two hundred years ago." Lancelot put forward his own opinion.

"I think so too." Lilith nodded: "What Mr. Chris said was very scattered, and I feel that some parts cannot be explained in a self-explanatory manner."

"Hey, I thought I was the only one who felt this way." Lancelot chuckled and walked into the cafeteria with Lilith.

"What do the children want to eat today?" It was Mrs. Stowe who asked.

Mrs. Stowe is a member of the college's board of directors and one of the directors of the cafeteria.

Mrs. Stowe is fifty-six years old. She is a bit fat. She wears a pair of gold-rimmed glasses and always has a kind smile on her face.

"I'd like a well-cooked steak, a plate of vegetable salad, and an egg, thank you." Lancelot glanced at the food on the platform and said.

Lilith waved happily to Mrs. Stowe, and then said with a smile: "Please give me a bacon sandwich, a roast chicken leg, and a glass of fresh orange juice."

"Okay, please wait a moment." Mrs. Stowe said and walked into the kitchen backstage. After a few minutes, she brought out the food they had just ordered one by one.

"Thank you." Lilith and Lancelot took the plates and said in unison.

The two quickly sat down in a row of seats in the corner of the cafeteria. It had become their tacit habit to stay away from crowded places during meals.

"Today's steak is really good, Lilith, please try it." Lancelot said as he cut off a small piece of beef and brought it to Lilith.

The girl suddenly blushed, but she still cooperated and opened her mouth to eat.

"How about it?"

"Yeah, it's quite delicious." Lilith nodded. She found that Lancelot's expression was normal and he didn't seem to think there was anything wrong with such an action.

Lilith took a bite of the bacon sandwich, and then said with some disappointment: "I really want to eat Frank's sandwich again."

"Hahaha, Frank will be very happy if he knows." Lancelot laughed at the girl's words, and then said: "Next time we have a chance, we can have a picnic at the Lake in the Heart of the Tree."

"That's great." Lilith naturally applauded the picnic.

Lancelot suddenly thought of something: "Dina is not with you, is she looking for Amanda?"

"Lancelot, you also know that Amanda is not in the same class as us, and she is very shy, so Dinah decided to have dinner with Amanda from now on."

"That's good. You know, that guy Frank is wearing very little today and is going to be ruined by the weather here."

Lancelot gloated while eating the vegetable salad.

"So you are here. It took me a long time to find you." A familiar voice appeared in Lancelot's ears.

"Hello, Frank." Lilith looked up at the blond boy and said with a smile, "Lancelot and I were talking about you."

"Hey, that's right." Frank sat down on the right side of Lancelot. He ordered a large plate of potato stew and a glass of milk.

The blond boy spotted the boiled egg on Lancelot's right hand and took it over without ceremony.

"Lancelot, do you mind?" Frank asked casually, actually starting to peel off the eggshells.

"Do I look like I can refuse?" Lancelot deliberately pretended to be helpless and continued: "By the way, Lilith said she wanted to try the sandwich you made again."

Frank didn't say anything. He fixed the smooth egg on the dinner plate with his left hand, cut it with a knife, then stuck half of it with a fork and put it into Lancelot's salad.

"It seems you still have some conscience." Lancelot said and Lilith looked at each other, and both of them couldn't help laughing.

"Lilith, I don't have much ingredients brought from the Island of Gont. Unless I can get some high-quality fresh ingredients, I won't be able to make the same delicious food." Frank took a sip of milk and continued.

: "If we only have the things that Dinah brought last time, then we should come to the cafeteria to eat honestly."

"No problem, I'll take care of it." Unexpectedly, Lilith readily agreed, and then explained: "Aunt Carol goes to the market every week to purchase some raw materials for potions. I can ask you to do this.

She helps."

"Lilith, I really envy you. You have your own relatives by your side." Frank showed a wry smile: "Unlike me and Lancelot, we were both orphans who died on the roadside and no one cared about us. Alas, life is really

It’s difficult.”

Lancelot was a little dumbfounded when he heard this. Even so, there was no trace of sadness in Frank's understatement.

"Okay, okay, Frank, please stop saying a few words." Lancelot pointed to the plate of potato stew in front of Frank, and said jokingly: "We have to continue class in the afternoon, don't you think you will be late again?

Bar?"

When Frank heard this, he immediately shook his head, lowered his head and started to devour it.

(End of chapter)