The stand-in is my wife.

"Hurry up and eat. You've been hungry for two meals, plus the consumption of fighting in the afternoon. You must be starving."

The hot air sprayed on his face intermittently as he spoke, carrying the mature fragrance of Saria. How could Tianye, who was in his youth, resist it?

The blood in his brain quickly gathered to the other head, and his mind became numb. He immediately refused: "No, I'm not hungry, we..."

But Saria had turned into pixels and disappeared without a trace.

Just fanning the flames and not caring about putting out the fire? !

Bad woman!

Amanozaki's face flushed, and red blood cells rushed to his face again. He hammered the alloy door, angrily poked his stomach and scolded himself: "Damn beast, what are you hungry for!"

...

Wang Jingze's theorem is universal in the universe.

Amanozaki, who was wearing meat, was of course no exception.

Since he couldn't be affectionate with the fragrant girl, there was no point in him wasting time.

So he locked the door with his mobile phone, and Amanozaki walked towards the park with a decadent step.

It's called a park, but in fact it's just four small shrubs, with a few short trees in the middle, and a small courtyard connected by artificial stone roads.

Even though the height of the 18th underground floor is more than ten meters, and even if the park uses large lights close to natural light on the top, the growth of these plants locked underground is not very pleasing.

Amanozaki thinks this is because the park lacks insects.

Whether it's annoying flies and mosquitoes, or crickets and kids in the natural concerto, or butterflies and bees, there are none here.

He was here for the first day, and this place, which may be very important to people who have lived underground for a long time, is not special in his eyes.

In less than a minute, he crossed the park and the cafeteria blocked by the sparse park revealed its true appearance.

A huge space that looks like a food court is exposed in front of him.

It seems that this is a large cafeteria built by connecting the dormitories here, which can provide meals for hundreds of people at a time.

Looking at the rows of blue-rimmed and white-bottomed tables in the lattice windows, as well as the various dishes in the innermost pictures, and the majestic chef holding a big spoon and wearing a mask, Amanozaki suddenly felt a sense of familiarity with Qunxiashan.

It was too much like a university cafeteria.

"The standard dinner is 20 yuan, vegetarian dishes are 3 yuan, meat dishes are 7 yuan, soup and rice are free, and drinks and fruit ice cream are 5 yuan."

Seeing Amanozaki holding a mobile phone and eager to try, the chef who was familiar with every face on the 18th floor skillfully showed her own words to the newcomers.

Ah, the familiar flipping of the spoon, the familiar pitiful amount of meat in the meat dishes, and the familiar noisy queuing atmosphere.

Amanozaki held the plate and was full of emotion.

When he was in college, he was a person who was very sweet to the dormitory aunt and the cafeteria aunt, so he always got more care.

Now seeing this familiar scene, how could his DNA not start to stir?

Just when he was about to praise the aunt and leave a good first impression, a shadow covered him, the food window and the sturdy body of the aunt in charge of cooking.

The cafeteria aunt under the mask opened her mouth for a few seconds, and her face, which was originally kind to the newcomers, suddenly became gloomy. She put her hands on the window after years of carrying large pots and was tested by the time, and scolded with a disgusted voice that Amanozaki had never heard before:

"If you want to fight, get out of the cafeteria and fight. If you break the tables and chairs, I will see how I will deal with you!"

With a click, the glass window closed, and Amanozaki's smiling face also stiffened.

He was scolded by the cafeteria aunt. From childhood to adulthood, no cafeteria aunt had scolded him.

From childhood to adulthood, he relied on his handsome face and the smile of a middle-aged woman that he had practiced. This was the first time that the cafeteria aunt scolded him in this tone.

But it was not his fault. Someone was causing trouble, which caused the cafeteria aunt to vent her anger.

I could still hear the voices of "You are so young and don't learn well, you are hanging out with these people" coming from the window.

Framed, naked framed.

Someone wants him to not have more food for at least the next six months.

Vicious, there is nothing more vicious in the world.

The hungry sound of his stomach protested again, asking Amanozaki to grind the food on the plate with his calcified teeth and then send it in for digestion.

But these fragrant foods, which were as tempting to hungry people as the body fragrance of beautiful girls, could not arouse Amanozaki's greed.

His plan to have a full meal every day fell through.

The big man behind him saw that Amanozaki was reluctant to turn around, and he looked down on him with an ostrich attitude. He reached out and grabbed the shoulder of the little man in front of him, and fiddled with him a little. Amanozaki turned 180 degrees, and the food on the plate flew up unexpectedly and fell on the big man.

In a trance, Amanozaki only grabbed a bun.

To be honest

He was looking forward to the plot of pretending to be awesome and getting slapped in the face. Who hasn't thought that the plot of the cool novel would happen to him?

But when the fact came as expected, he had to admit that this was too much for life to bear.

Eaters, eaters' souls.

Fuck!

It came as expected!

"I can't even have a full meal."

He muttered.

"NMD!"

The chef who was watching the show behind the window saw the floor and the platform of the food window being stained with oil, and the food she personally prepared was wasted. She punched the metal food table and made a dent, her eyes wide open, and cursed like thunder:

"Whoever loses later, roll over and lick it clean for me. If you dare to run, I will ask all the cafeterias on the 18th floor to blacklist you two sons of a bitch!"

The girl in Yushan is so fierce.

Both the big man and Amanozaki shivered. The big man covered in food silently wiped the green vegetables from his face, gently poked Amanozaki's chest with his stubby fingers, and then turned around and left the canteen.

Amanozaki chewed the bun slowly, trying to retain as much nutrition as possible, and walked out of the restaurant angrily.

The passers-by around him slowly gathered like a tide, and their mobile phones were quietly taken out.

These things may be the reason why the big man can't get off the stage, but Amanozaki doesn't care about these guys.

He is a serious poor man with no relatives in this world and his identity cards are all forged.

He has endured a lot of hardships along the way, so he knows the value of being well fed even more than when he was on Earth.

Now someone is making him hungry, and he may be blacklisted in the cafeteria in the future...

The big man was already standing outside the cafeteria warming up.

Amanozaki swallowed the last bite of the bun and said seriously to this big man who was over two meters tall and whose muscles bulged like those injected with gasoline in Brazil:

"I don't care if your dad is Li Gang or not. If I don't beat the shit out of you today, your anus will be considered tight."

The big man was about to introduce himself, but when he heard Amanozaki's harsh words, his face immediately turned purple.

"Hmph, I wanted to have a good talk with you first... You are indeed as arrogant as she said."

"I'm not... forget it."

After licking the chives from between his teeth, Amanozaki waved helplessly.

Even the chive-flavored buns couldn't hide his irritability at the moment.

I was happily having sex with my girlfriend today, but someone always disturbed the situation. Now I've ruined the job of the guy who did it, and I'm calling him arrogant?

What the fuck is this?

Let alone this world, even on Earth, there is no such truth!

Out of anger, he unconsciously assumed a JOJO stance, and a large group of pixels poured out like a black tide. He was wearing a Rhine-powered suit, carrying a special shield, and a bullet belt made of sheets hung on his shoulders, full of bottles. Can Guan Ceria walked out with a cold face and crisp steps.

Amanosaki, who was surrounded by Ceria with one hand and a special shield standing in front of him, pointed at the big man:

"Although I haven't entered school yet, I should keep a low profile. Although you are not the initiator, you did spill my rice. In order to compensate for the love I lost from the cafeteria aunt, I will use yours for my double meal. Pay back the meal card.”

"The helmsman never uses meal cards..."

The big man answered seriously, but only half of what he said.

Because Ceria took off the bottle attached to the strap and unscrewed the cork, the pure solid calcium powder turned into countless wisps of smoke and dust covering her body.

Rhine charging suit, start charging.

Origin Stone Technique·Calcification.

"Nozaki, I must remind you that strength is not the essence of fighting, and strength does not mean wanton behavior."

"Seraya, you saw that you were picked up while you were having a meal. You can't blame me for that."

Faint black light circulated on the special shield, and the enameled special shield was slightly raised. Ceria said in a matter-of-fact tone:

"Of course, I will let them understand this."

The big man laughed ferociously, and the muscles in his right arm squirmed and turned into a huge axe. The joints of his legs clicked into an anti-joint state, and his lower body looked like a locust.

"Shameless talk!"

Two footprints were stepped on the ground, and the big man rushed over like a cannonball.

Cao Huada of the Serious Case Group Six once said that people with weak stomachs like to eat soft food.

Now in his youth, Amanozaki, a cook, prides himself on having a steely stomach and can digest whatever he eats. He naturally has special skills when he is out of anger.

Why bully someone by doing it yourself?

Look at me trying to eat soft food!

Amanozaki suddenly fell back into Serea's arms. As everyone screamed, he raised his head and bit Serea's earlobe in revenge:

"There are still more than 6 hours until 12 o'clock. After getting his card, we packed the food and took it back, and bought two candles. During the rest of the time, I heard that the muscles with accumulated lactic acid after exercise were sore and numb after massaging. It’s very comfortable. I happened to take a massage course in college and learned a lot..."

"uh-huh--"

Two long dragon-like air pillars spurted out from Ceria's nostrils. The originally indifferent Ceria's face suddenly flushed, and sparks of desire flashed through her reptilian eyes.

Father Sai, come on!

Chapter 21: Stop the red candle