I can give the origin of all things

Xu Lingjun rushed to the cafeteria.

He is a year-round man, and if he misses a meal, he will lose a meal... Especially the flesh and blood of those alien races from all over the world are inherently good and bad.

I heard from Gu Xi that during this period of enrollment, in order to earn more credits, the flesh and blood used for cooking are basically some elite alien races. Although these are usually available, they are rare after all, not like they are available every day like now.

I ran into Zong Xiaoping along the way, and he seemed to be there for dinner too.

Two people walking together...,

Listening to Zong Xiaoping's nagging complaints.

Talking about his roommates, some fart, some grind their teeth at night, and some sleepwalk and practice martial arts in the dormitory...

He doesn't sleep well at night.

Hearing his complaining tone, it seems that several roommates are not easy to get along with.

That's right, he just got admitted to Beixuanwu Mansion, which is one of the highest schools in the Great Xia Empire, so he must be the pride of the previous schools.

One by one is naturally arrogant, no one will accept anyone.

In fact, if Zong Xiaoping hadn't met Xu Lingjun, he might have had this kind of virtue, humble on the outside but arrogant on the inside... But now...

"I will work hard and strive to live in a single room like you as soon as possible, so that I won't be woken up every day by the sound of people with bad kidneys waking up at night."

Zong Xiaoping patted Xu Lingjun on the shoulder and said with a smile, "Fortunately, I still have a friend like you...Come on, let's go and taste the cafeteria."

Xu Lingjun nodded and said with a smile, "Okay, it's rare to hear you say the word friend, so let me invite you."

Please?

Please use the cafeteria...

Zong Xiaoping asked in surprise, "You...you don't have to enroll 100 credits, do you?"

"No."

"Oh."

"I took 150 credits."

Zong Xiaoping: "........."

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[159.Chapter 158 Money-losing business]

At last.

Or my self-esteem overcame the temptation to enjoy luxury.

One credit does not seem to be much, but Zong Xiaoping also knows that it is worth 10,000+ if converted into money.

The living expenses his mother gave him was only [-] a year, and his father, a nasty middleman, would take [-]% of his money...

Friends are friends, if one day the credits are short, he will borrow from Xu Lingjun without hesitation.

But you can't lick your face and rub it.

He, Zong Xiaoping, doesn't eat soft rice...Xu Lingjun's soft rice is even more unbearable.

This guy is so good-looking that it is easy to be misunderstood.

Xu Lingjun could only go up to the second floor alone with a regretful expression.

The chef is a big fat man about 34 years old, and he looks silly.

He was quite impressed with Xu Lingjun, smiled and handed him a meal, and said, "Come on brother."

"coming."

Xu Lingjun took the food and looked at the neat meals in the transparent dining cabinet. Even the vegetables were plundered from other civilizations, and there was no trace of the food that was eaten on weekdays.

After all, a 1500w annual package must be worth the money.

He asked: "I remember the senior introduced to me at the time, this is unlimited, right?"

"Yes, unlimited."

"Then give me some more."

Xu Lingjun pushed the plate forward, thinking that it would be more cost-effective if it was endowed with a source, and he gestured: "Help me make it higher, if not, two plates will do."

The fat chef was stunned, with a dull expression on his face, and said in surprise: "Brother, are you really here for the buffet?"

"Isn't this a buffet?"

"But even if it's a buffet, if you can't finish it, you will be fined. What I give you is based on the appetite of a normal person... You can definitely finish it, so you won't be fined. These foods are very precious. , especially if they were brought back by our seniors who risked their lives on the Polar Star battlefield, if they are wasted, the punishment will be severe."

The fat man said earnestly: "It's not a matter of appetite, these flesh and blood are the essence of the alien races from the heavens, and they contain extremely strong blood energy, just like you ate enough yesterday...the food is bleeding, you No matter how big your appetite is, you can’t finish it.”

"If you can break through once, where can you find such a good thing?"

Xu Lingjun said seriously: "Isn't it normal to bleed for the first time? But I have experience now, don't worry, I will digest it directly this time, and there will be no bleeding."

"It's...remember, if you can't finish eating, you will be fined 1 extra credit for every catty left."

The fat chef sighed, heaped up a few more spoonfuls for Xu Lingjun, and he just walked towards the sky with a small mountain in his hand.

"It's not enough to be greedy for cheap again. With so much flesh and blood from different races, I'm afraid even a martial artist at the Dongxuan Realm can't digest it all. It seems that they will be punished for credits."

There were a few high-level students who were eating next to him, and one of the men found that his girlfriend was staring at Xu Lingjun's face obsessively, and even forgot to cover it up.

You know, she peeks at the handsome guy on weekdays, and once she finds out, she will say my dear, his clothes are really nice, and he must be more handsome in you...

But now... She doesn't even bother to pretend.

He couldn't help saying something sour.

"But it's so cute."

The female student murmured: "Such a handsome man is holding such a big plate, he feels a very contrasting handsomeness."

Male student: “……………………”

Sorry, he only saw foodies, but didn't think he was handsome.

And Xu Lingjun couldn't wait to sit on the empty seat.

He reached out and lightly tapped the food.