My wife is the stand-in.

"Go eat quickly. You've missed two meals and the exertion from fighting this afternoon must have made you starving."

The warm breath, intermittently spraying onto her face as she spoke, carried the mature fragrance of Saria. How could Tian Ye, in the prime of her youth, resist?

Blood rushed from one head to the other, his mind went blank, and he immediately refused: "No, I'm not hungry, we..."

However, Saria had already turned into pixels and disappeared without a trace.

They only care about fanning the flames, but neglect to put them out?!

Bad woman!

Amanosaki's face flushed red, as if red blood cells had rushed to his face. He pounded on the alloy door, angrily poking his stomach and cursing himself: "Damn beast, what are you hungry for!"

……

Wang Jingze's theorem is universally applicable.

Of course, Amanosaki, who wears flesh, is no exception.

Since he can't be affectionate with Xiangxiang's girl, there's no point in him just wasting his time.

So he locked the door with his phone and walked dejectedly toward the park.

It's called a park, but it's really just four small shrub groves with a few low trees in between, and small courtyards connected by artificial pebble paths.

Even though the underground floors are over ten meters high, and even though the park has specially installed large lights that are close to natural light, the plants locked underground are not growing very well.

Amanosaki believes this is the reason why the park lacks insects.

Neither annoying flies and mosquitoes, nor the crickets and katydids that compose a natural concerto, nor butterflies and bees, can be found here.

It was only his first day here, and this place, which might be very important to people who had lived underground for a long time, did not seem special to him.

In less than a minute, after crossing the park, the cafeteria, which had been hidden by the sparse parkland, finally came into view.

A gigantic space, resembling a food court, was exposed right in front of us.

It looks like a large canteen was built by connecting the dormitories here, which can serve at least several hundred people at a time.

Looking at the rows of blue-edged, white-based dining tables in the lattice window, and the colorful food pictures at the far end, along with the imposing, masked auntie holding a large ladle, Amanosaki suddenly felt a sense of familiarity with Qunxia Mountain.

It tastes just like a university cafeteria.

"The standard dinner price is 20 yuan, with vegetarian dishes costing 3 yuan and meat dishes costing 7 yuan. Soup and rice are free, and drinks, fruits, and ice cream are all 5 yuan."

Seeing Amanosaki eager to try his hand at cooking with his phone, the head chef, who knew every face on the 18th floor well, skillfully demonstrated her rapid-fire delivery to the newcomer.

Ah, that familiar wok-tossing, that familiar pitifully small amount of meat in the meat dishes, and that familiar noisy atmosphere of queuing up.

Amanosaki held the plate, deeply moved.

When he was in college, he was very sweet-talking to the dormitory aunties and cafeteria ladies, so he always received more care.

Seeing this familiar scene now, how could his DNA not start to stir?

Just as he was about to praise the aunt and leave a good first impression, a shadow blocked him, the food serving window, and the burly woman in charge of cooking.

The cafeteria worker, masked, stared blankly for a few seconds, her previously kind expression turning grim. Her hands, seasoned from years of carrying large pots, rested on the window, and she swore in a voice of disgust Amanosaki had never heard before:

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

With a click, the glass window closed, and Amanosaki's smile froze.

He was scolded by the cafeteria lady; he had never been scolded by a cafeteria lady before.

Having relied on his handsome face (8 out of 10) and the smile he had cultivated to resemble that of a middle-aged woman, this was the first time he had been spoken to so harshly by a cafeteria lady.

But he wasn't at fault; someone else was causing trouble, which angered the cafeteria lady.

The faint sound of exasperation could still be heard coming from inside the window: "At such a young age, you're not learning anything good and you're hanging out with these people."

Framed, blatantly framed.

Someone wants to ensure he won't get any more food for at least the next six months.

Vicious, there is nothing more vicious in the world.

The rumbling of his stomach protested once again, prompting Amanosaki to quickly grind the food on his plate with his calcified teeth before putting it in to digest.

However, these fragrant foods, which were originally as alluring to a hungry person as the scent of a beautiful young girl, failed to tempt Amanosaki.

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

Seeing that Amanosaki was not turning around for a long time, adopting an ostrich-like posture, the big man behind him looked down on him and reached out to grab the small man's shoulder. With a slight nudge, Amanosaki turned 180 degrees, and the food in the plate flew up unexpectedly, hitting the big man all over.

In a daze, Amanosaki only managed to grab a steamed bun.

be honest

He was actually looking forward to the scene where he showed off and got slapped in the face; who hasn't dreamed of having a satisfying story like that happen to them?

But when the reality arrived as predicted, he had to admit that it was a burden too heavy for life to bear.

A person who loves to eat, a soul that loves to eat.

Gan!

Screw it, it arrived as promised!

"We don't even have a full meal anymore."

he murmured.

"NMD!"

The cook, who had been watching the scene from behind the window, watched as the floor and the food serving counter were stained with grease, and the food she had personally prepared was wasted. She punched the metal food counter, denting it, her eyes wide with fury, and roared with fury:

"Whoever loses later has to get over here and lick it clean. If you dare to run away, I'll have all the cafeterias on the 18th floor blacklist you two bastards!"

The girls from Yushan are so feisty.

Both the burly man and Amanosaki shuddered. The burly man, covered in food, silently wiped the vegetables off his face, gently poked Amanosaki's chest with his short, stubby fingers, and then turned and left the cafeteria.

Amanosaki slowly chewed the bun, trying to retain as much nutrition as possible, and walked out of the restaurant, his heart filled with anger.

People gathered slowly like a tide, their phones already quietly being pulled out.

These things might be what made the big man lose face, but Amanosaki didn't care about these guys.

He was a genuinely poor man, with no relatives or friends in the world, and even his ID card was fake.

He has suffered a lot 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 go hungry every day, and he might even end up on the cafeteria's blacklist...

The big man was already warming up outside the cafeteria.

Amanosaki swallowed the last bite of his bun and earnestly said to the burly 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, you're lucky you have a tight anus."

The burly man was about to introduce himself when he heard Amanosaki's vulgar words, and his face immediately turned as purple as a pig's liver.

"Hmph, I was hoping to have a proper talk with you first... You really are as arrogant as she said."

"I'm not... never mind."

Amanosaki grinned, licking the chives out of his teeth, and waved his hand helplessly.

Even the leek-flavored buns couldn't mask his current agitation.

I was happily having sex with my girlfriend today, but someone always manages to ruin it. Now they've ruined everything, and they're calling him arrogant?

What kind of logic is this?

This doesn't make sense, not even on Earth!

Outraged, he unconsciously struck a JOJO pose, and a massive black tide of pixels surged forth. Saria, dressed in a Rhine energy suit, carrying a special shield, with a bullet belt made of a bed sheet hanging on her shoulder and filled with bottles and jars, stepped out with a cold face and crisp footsteps.

Amanosaki, with Saria's arm around him and her special shield raised in front of her, pointed at the burly man:

"Although I should keep a low profile since I haven't started school yet, and although you weren't the one who started it, you did spill my food. To make up for the love I lost from the cafeteria lady, and for my double meal, I'll use your meal card to pay for it."

"The branch headquarters never uses meal cards..."

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

As Saria removed the bottle from the strap and unscrewed the cork, pure solid calcium powder turned into countless wisps of smoke that covered her body.

Rhein Power Suit, beginning charging.

Originium Arts - Calcification.

"Nozaki, I must remind you that strength is not the essence of battle, and power does not mean recklessness."

"Saria, you saw it. I was just getting food and they came knocking on my door. You can't blame me for that."

A faint black light flowed across the special shield, its enamel surface slightly raised. Saria spoke in a matter-of-fact tone:

"Of course, I will make them understand this principle."

The burly man grinned maliciously, his right arm muscles wriggled and transformed into a huge axe, his leg joints cracked and changed into a reverse joint state, and his lower body resembled a locust.

"Shameless talk!"

Two footprints were left on the ground as the giant charged forward like a cannonball.

Cao Huada from the TV series "Serious Crimes Unit 6" once said that people with stomach problems prefer soft foods.

Amanosaki, a young man in his prime, boasts of having an iron stomach, able to digest anything he eats. When he's in a fit of rage, he naturally has special techniques.

Why do you have to take matters into your own hands to bully others?

Watch me live off a woman and still act tough!

Amanosaki suddenly leaned back and fell into Saria's arms. Amid everyone's gasps, he tilted his head back and bit Saria's earlobe in a retaliatory manner.

"There were still more than six hours until midnight. After getting his card, we packed up the food to take home and bought two candles. For the rest of the time, I heard that muscles that have lactic acid buildup after exercise feel sore and numb when massaged. Coincidentally, I took a massage elective in college physical education and learned a lot..."

"uh-huh--"

Two long, dragon-like jets of air shot out from Saria's nostrils. Saria's previously indifferent face suddenly flushed, and a spark of desire flashed in her reptilian eyes.

Father Sai, come on!

Chapter Twenty-One: The Red Candles Stop