Delta: I have a 1-Haf Coin instant kill system!

The group walked through the stairwell and down a corridor, where a fragrance gradually wafted into the air.

"Can you smell it?"

Uluru walked ahead, turned around, and grinned.

"Putting everything else aside, the food cooked by the chef at GTI is absolutely superb!"

Zhang Zhao raised an eyebrow and quickened his pace unconsciously.

The cafeteria is small, only about 100 square meters, with seven or eight long tables.

At this time, most operators were still training, and there were only a few people in the canteen.

But what stands out most at this moment is not the empty tables and chairs, but the two people sitting at the long table by the window!

Zhang Zhao's gaze fell on the two figures, and the Relink brain-computer interface automatically provided feedback!

[Battlefield Awareness Activated]

[Target: Gu (Zoya Ponchenkova)]

【Height: 171cm】

[Weight: 62kg]

【Strength: 9.1】

[Agility: 9.5]

[Endurance: 11]

【Spirit: 8.2】

[Target: Hacker Claw (Mai Xiaowen)]

【Height: 164cm】

[Weight: 54kg]

【Strength: 9.0】

[Agility: 9.8]

[Endurance: 9.3]

【Spirit: 10.1】

Zhang Zhao stared at the two attribute panels, his lips twitching violently.

Is this even human?

They are clearly two humanoid weapons!

Red Wolf is strong enough, isn't he?

Agility 10 is already one of the best among this batch of reserve operators.

But these two people in front of me—

Gu's mental attribute is 8.2!

The mental attribute of the terrifying claw directly exceeded 10!

This means that their battlefield intuition, reaction speed, and information processing ability are all far beyond those of ordinary people!

Zhang Zhao took a deep breath and looked away from the attribute panel.

Gu sat by the window, her short blond hair casually draped over her shoulders.

She was wearing a tight black tactical vest, her muscle definition barely visible.

At that moment, she was using a fork to twirl up some spaghetti and bring it to her mouth.

His movements were casual, even somewhat lazy.

But Zhang Zhao noticed something buzzing in a handbag around her waist!

It's probably one of her special equipment, the Firefly Cluster!

Hazaki sat opposite her, his white hair particularly striking.

Her features have distinct East Asian characteristics, with a sharp look in her eyes and brows.

She was not wearing a mask at the moment, and a black cat was on her lap.

The two chatted and laughed, completely unaware of the group of newcomers pouring in at the cafeteria entrance.

"Stop looking, those two are too dangerous to mess with!"

Red Wolf patted Zhang Zhao on the shoulder from behind and said in a low voice.

Zhang Zhao withdrew his gaze and followed Red Wolf toward the food serving window.

"That white-haired guy is Hazha, our firearms instructor."

Red Wolf explained things to him in a low voice as they walked.

"Don't let her short stature fool you; her sweet smile is like a living devil!"

"Do you know what she did during her first class with us?"

Zhang Zhao shook his head.

"Day 1: Standing Shooting Assessment!"

Red Wolf extended one finger.

"One thousand bullets per person! Once all the bullets are used up, the highest score in the entire game—guess what it is?"

"How many?"

"9301 rings! That's an average of nine rings or more per shot!"

Zhang Zhao raised an eyebrow; this achievement would have been considered top-notch even in the special forces of his previous life.

Red Wolf noticed his confusion and grinned.

"But her requirement! 10,000 rings! She demanded a perfect score of 10 rings every time!"

"Has anyone reached it?"

Red Wolf scoffed, "How could such a pervert exist?"

Zhang Zhao swallowed.

"And that's not even the worst part."

Red Wolf lowered his voice and pointed to the Dragons queuing in front of him.

"That kid, Wei Long—"

Red Wolf looked in the direction he was pointing.

"There's an interesting story behind it."

"What interesting thing happened?"

Red Wolf looked around, as if to make sure that Terrorclaw hadn't noticed them, and then continued speaking.

"When the selection process first started, about three weeks ago, all the new recruits gathered for the first time! At that time, everyone was still unfamiliar with each other..."

Zhang Zhao picked up a bowl of soup, waiting for what was to come.

"As instructors, Gu introduced himself first, followed by Haizhao!"

Red Wolf chuckled as he finished speaking.

"The Claw took a step forward, staring at us expressionlessly!"

"Her white hair was really eye-catching, you know?"

Everyone was watching her, but no one dared to speak.

"and then?"

Red Wolf suppressed a laugh.

"That kid Wei Long, I don't know if he's nervous or genuinely not reacting, he just stared straight at Haizhua without even blinking!"

The image flashed through Zhang Zhao's mind, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

"The Claw also noticed him, and the two stared at each other for about three seconds."

"Did Hawthorn think he was going to ask a question, so he said he had something to say?"

Red Wolf mimicked the tone of the monstrous claw.

"Guess what Veyron said next?"

"Wei Long looked her up and down, and then said very seriously—"

Red Wolf cleared his throat, mimicking Dragon's expressionless face.

"Why are you getting so little gray hair?"

Zhang Zhao almost spat out his drink.

"and then?"

"Then?"

Red Wolf burst into laughter, his voice drawing the attention of several people around him.

"Haizhua's face immediately turned dark! Without saying a word, he went up and kicked her!"

"One kick?"

"Yes, one kick!"

Red Wolf gestured.

"Wei Long is 1.78 meters tall and weighs 74 kilograms. He was kicked more than ten meters away and rolled several times on the ground before stopping!"

Zhang Zhao couldn't hold back any longer and burst out laughing.

About ten meters!

That was a real kick that sent him flying!

"What happened next? Is Wei Long alright?"

"It's alright. With Instructor Gu around, he only broke two ribs and had to lie in bed for three days."

"Alright, alright, stop talking."

Uluru squeezed up from behind, looking miserable.

"I get chills just hearing you guys talk about Crypt Fiends. Last time she said she'd throw darts at my butt if my grades didn't improve!"

Red Wolf laughed out loud.

"You deserved it! Who told you to be such a terrible shot? A gun in your hands is like a fire poker!"

The group chatted and laughed as they walked to the food serving window.

The cafeteria cook was an East Asian man surnamed Wang, in his fifties, with gray hair but a vigorous spirit.

His eyes lit up when he saw Zhang Zhao.

Zhang Zhao looked away and followed the line toward the food pick-up window.

The cafeteria wasn't large, but the food was surprisingly plentiful.

Chinese food, Western food, and even several local Assara specialties were laid out in a whole row.

Zhang Zhao held the plate, his gaze sweeping over the dishes before finally settling on a plate of braised pork.

With its bright red color and alternating layers of fat and lean meat, it's enough to whet your appetite at first glance.

"Is this cook Chinese?"

He turned his head and asked a question.

Uluru, who was standing next to him, had already piled at least three pounds of meat onto his plate, and grinned when he heard this.

"I don't know, but according to your Chinese way of speaking, this braised pork is absolutely authentic!"