After the full-level supernatural being recognized by the rich family

Teacher Song collected the test papers. With only a few minutes left, she simply asked them to memorize some words and phrases on their own.

Shan Xiaochen came over from across the corridor and asked, "Would you like to have noodles with soybean paste for lunch?"

Qi Tang: "Eat."

Tian Tian: "Eat."

Cui Yu: “Eat.”

Zhao Jingyi: "Eat."

Su Zhiming: “Eat.”

Zhong Yao: "...Then I will eat too?"

Shan Xiaochen gestured OK, "That makes a total of 10 bowls. After class, Lao Song and the others will rush over and buy them per person. It's not too late for you to regret it now."

Su Zhiming bent down to tie his shoelaces, "Zhong Yao, let's change seats. I'll go with them later. It's just right for each of us to carry two bowls. You girls can walk over slowly."

"What is noodles with soybean paste?"

"Oh." After they changed seats, Su Zhiming finally remembered, "You took a leave of absence yesterday, so I don't know."

"It's the restaurant we often go to. The one at the first-floor window has just launched a limited edition noodle dish. A few of my classmates tried it yesterday and they say it tastes amazing."

Zhong Yao became interested.

Delicious noodles with soybean paste, she had to taste it to see how salty it was.

No wonder Shan Xiaochen said that he had already thought about what to eat in the last class. It turned out that he was talking about this noodles with soybean paste?

As soon as the bell rang, several boys rushed out of the classroom like a whirlwind. Cui Yu and the others packed up their textbooks and called Zhong Yao to go downstairs.

"Let's go, God Yao, and buy them a cup of milk tea as a reward for their hard work."

"Okay." Zhong Yao nodded.

The boys bought them meals, so they should reciprocate.

After buying the milk tea, I walked slowly to the cafeteria. Su Zhiming and the others had already occupied their seats.

There were ten bowls of noodles with soybean paste, and the classmates who didn’t get any were looking at me with envy.

Zhong Yao handed Su Zhiming a cup of mango sago. "It's for the errands."

"Thank you, aunt." Su Zhiming thanked her softly and winked at Zhong Yao.

After mixing the fried sauce, Zhong Yao was about to eat when he suddenly noticed that Shan Xiaochen put his hands together and bowed towards the bowl of noodles, muttering something.

Shan Xiaochen: "Please make it delicious, please make it delicious, please make it delicious."

Zhong Yao: "Excuse me, what is the process?"

Shan Xiaochen: “The most sincere prayer from a food connoisseur.”

Zhong Yao seemed to want to say something but hesitated, and in the end, he said nothing.

Forget it, the power of belief.

That’s good, this is what a simple and innocent high school student is like.

But the taste of fried noodles with soybean paste is really good, with a hint of sweetness in the salty fragrance.

Speaking of sweet, she kind of wanted to eat Arctic sweet shrimp.

After lunch, Zhong Yao went back home with Qi Tang and the others, holding a cup of milk tea, but her cell phone suddenly started buzzing one after another, and it was obvious that someone was sending her a message.

Few people dare to swipe her screen, so it should be a group message.

Zhong Yao opened the WeChat group according to the message reminder, and the group of Field Team 9 was already flooded with messages.

Zhong Yao flipped to the top and started reading.

Shengxia: [Family! Big news!]

Shengping: [The team leader is on duty at the suppression station again. Xiaoyan just finished testing his new gunpowder and is now asleep. Xiaoyu is accompanying Xiaofeng to find Shen Yuxin to sort out tasks. I just finished watering the mushrooms. Everyone is busy. Xiaosheng, if you have anything to say, skip the prelude and get straight to the point.]

Shengxia: [There will be two new policies in the near future!]

Yu Duo: [Oh? Can you elaborate?]

Shengxia: [I can’t expand. The news I know has already been summarized in the sentence just now.]

Shengping: [……]

Yu Duo: [……]

Feng Ling: [You are quite good at summarizing. From now on, I will not read the headlines of the news broadcast summaries that are not written by you.]

Shengxia: [Sister Fengling, you are so kind. You are so kind.]

Yu Duo: [First, she wasn’t praising you. Second, where did you hear that news from?]

Midsummer: [heartachejpg.]

Midsummer: [?60”]

Fengling: [Can you send a text? Thank you, we don't have time to listen to your 60-second voice message. If we accidentally touch it halfway through, we have to listen to it again.]

Shengxia: [Sister, can you transcribe the text?]

Yu Duo: [(Transferred text) Screenshot jpg.]

Yu Duo: [Are you eating again? Xia Xia, take a look at what you have turned out.]

Shengxia: [Hehehehehe sorry, my second uncle said we'll have a barbecue tonight, so I'm replenishing my calories.]

Shengxia: [Isn’t my second uncle in the logistics team of the Valley of the End? My second uncle told me that the policy has been issued, but it still needs to be voted on. If more than 90% of the members of the underground city vote in favor, then the policy document will be issued smoothly.]

Shengxia: [One is about the policy of the Valley of the End, and the other is about the policy of the Administration. However, my second uncle said he didn’t know what the specific content of the document was.]

Feng Ling: [When will the vote take place?]

Shengxia: [Just these few days.]

Yu Duo: [Does everyone in the dungeon have to participate in the vote?]

Shengxia: [That’s what my second uncle said.]

Shengping: [It’s quite interesting to see such a big deal.]

Yu Duo: [I just asked Shen Yuxin, and he said he didn’t know.]

Sheng Xia: [It’s fake, absolutely fake, how could he not know.]

Yu Duo: [So I plan to secretly ask Shen Yumiao later.]

Shengping: [Yes, yes, Xiao Shen should tell his sister the news, right?]

Feng Ling: [Will it?]

Shengping: [Um, right?]

Shengxia: [Ask, ask, I’m really curious.]

Dongfangmo: [Why don’t you ask me?]

Shengxia: [Team Leader, do you know?]

Dongfang Mo: [I don’t know.]

Wind Chime: [……]

Yu Duo: [……]

Shengping: [……]

Shengxia: [Team leader, you should stay on duty.]

Dongfangmo: [Mission reportjpg.]

Dongfangmo: [Task report from the past few days, found my own, submitted in the backend.]

Yu Duo: [Long live the team leader.]

Feng Ling: [Long live the leader.]

Shengping: [Long live the team leader.]

Shengxia: [Great, thank you, team leader!]

Zhong Yao: “…”

What on earth are they doing?

Do those people outside know that this is the style within your Field Operations Group 9?

but……

Not a single word of the document’s contents has been revealed, which means the content is likely to cause widespread discussion.

Such discussions may not all be positive, so I dare not expose them.

The people who drafted the document may be worried that revealing its contents in advance would result in an unfair final voting result.

Zhong Yao threw the finished milk tea into the trash can and said, "You guys go back first. I have something to do."

"Okay, let's go to the supermarket. Zhong Yao, do you want to take anything with you?"

"A can of Wangzai."

Qi Tang and the others nodded and left hand in hand.

The boys were originally walking behind with their arms around each other and chatting about games. When Su Zhiming looked up, he found that Zhong Yao was left alone.

He ran over quickly and called her softly, "Aunt?"

Zhong Yao shook his phone and said, "I have something to talk about. I need to make a call."

"Oh, then let's go back first."

"Ah."