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

After getting his food, Zhang Zhao carried his tray and followed the crowd to the dining area.

The cafeteria gradually became more crowded.

The seven or eight long tables were already mostly occupied.

Zhang Zhao glanced around, wondering where to sit, when Red Wolf put his arm around his shoulder.

"Here, here, sit here!"

Red Wolf gestured with his chin towards a long table in the corner. Three people were already seated at that table—Wyvern, Luna, and Uluru.

Zhang Zhao sat down next to Luna, and Red Wolf sat down next to him.

Five people at one long table—it wasn't too crowded.

Zhang Zhao lowered his head and shoveled a mouthful of rice into his mouth. The rice grains were distinct, soft yet firm, and fragrant and delicious.

He picked up another piece of braised pork and put it in his mouth—

It's fatty but not greasy, lean but not dry, and the aroma of soy sauce explodes on your tongue.

Zhang Zhao narrowed his eyes slightly.

The food at GTI is truly something special.

The table was quiet.

The five people ate their own food, and no one said a word.

But this quiet didn't last long.

"Make way! Make way!"

A lazy voice came from behind me, accompanied by the sound of plates clattering against the table.

Before Zhang Zhao could turn around, a figure had already squeezed to the edge of the table.

He had blond hair, his combat uniform had a bulging chest pocket, and his signature steroid gun hung on his belt.

Bee Doctor - Roy Smee.

The plate he was carrying was practically a small mountain!

Main dishes, side dishes, staple foods, soup, desserts, and fruits—everything was piled up to the brim.

"Is nobody here?"

The bee doctor asked the question, but had already sat down.

He squeezed between Weilong and Uluru, sitting right across from Zhang Zhao.

Wei Long's lips twitched slightly, but he didn't say anything and silently moved half a foot to the side.

Uluru didn't even look up, continuing to gnaw on his bone.

The bee doctor didn't seem to mind, and picked up a piece of steak and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Um!"

His eyes lit up.

"Hmm? Hmm~ Hmm!"

He stabbed at another dish with his fork, stuffed it into his mouth, and chewed it vigorously again.

"This is delicious too!"

"Hmm!? This one tastes even better!"

The bee doctor ate while making various exclamations, and Zhang Zhao couldn't help but look up at him.

This GTI medic operator was eating with remarkable gusto!

Cream smeared on the corner of her mouth and a grain of rice stuck to her cheek, but she was completely oblivious, her eyes only scanning the plate.

Players of Delta Force in their past lives all had one ailment—they laughed at the sight of bees.

After all, who could resist the allure of the Bee Doctor's dramatic face?

Thinking of this, Zhang Zhao's lips curled up slightly.

Just then, the bee doctor raised its head.

Their eyes met!

The noisy sounds in the cafeteria seemed to quiet down at that moment.

Zhang Zhao's smile froze on his face.

Because the bee doctor looked at him with a strangely fanatical gaze.

"Yo!"

The bee doctor put down his fork, his eyes lighting up.

"You're not that new employee who just arrived today, are you?"

"Your name is Zhang Zhao, right?"

"A Chinese person?"

"I have a great memory! Let me tell you, I'm not good at anything else, but I have a great memory, especially for people. I can remember someone after just one meeting, believe me or not?"

Zhang Zhao opened his mouth, but before he could answer, the bee doctor continued his rapid-fire questions.

How old are you this year? Eighteen? Nineteen?

"You look quite young, and your skin is great too. Is the environment and climate in China particularly good for your health?"

"I've always wanted to visit China, especially the Great Wall. I'm telling you, I've done my research, I even made three versions of the itinerary. The first version was—"

"Instructor Roy."

Red Wolf finally couldn't help but speak, his tone carrying the helplessness of someone who had been through it all.

"They're eating."

"What's wrong with eating?"

The bee doctor turned to look at the red wolf with an innocent expression.

"Can't you chat while eating? Did you know that chatting while eating helps with digestion? There's scientific evidence to support that!"

"And what's wrong with me getting to know the newcomers better? As a medical support staff member, caring about the mental health of new friends is also one of my responsibilities, you know that—"

Red Wolf shut his mouth, and the bee doctor picked up the soup bowl and took a big gulp, as if to soothe his throat.

Uluru silently gnawed on a bone, pretending to be deaf.

Luna put down her chopsticks, got up, wiped her mouth with a tissue, and left.

Wei Long lowered his head slightly and buried his face in his plate.

Zhang Zhao vaguely realized something—it seemed that these people had all been through something similar!

But it was too late.

The bee doctor stood up. Luna had left, and there was an empty seat next to Zhang Zhao.

The bee doctor plopped down and put his arm around Zhang Zhao's shoulder.

"Hey Zhang, let me tell you, GTI might look quiet on the surface, but it's actually quite lively!"

"I've known Gu, Deep Blue, and Hazha the longest. Deep Blue was our instructor at first! Later, we were selected and became official GTI operators!"

The bee doctor became more and more excited as he spoke.

"Instructor Roy!"

This time, it was Uluru that spoke.

"Tell him to finish his meal first."

"Yes, yes, eating is the most important thing!"

The bee doctor nodded repeatedly and finally released Zhang Zhao's shoulder.

Zhang Zhao felt as if he had been granted a pardon and quickly lowered his head to eat a couple of mouthfuls of rice.

But he was too happy too soon.

The bee doctor was silent for about ten seconds, then spoke again.

"Xiao Zhang, let me tell you—"

As he spoke, he reached into the chest pocket of his combat uniform, rummaged around for a while, and pulled something out.

A pocket watch.

The silver-white watch case gleamed softly under the cafeteria lights.

The bee doctor waved the pocket watch in front of Zhang Zhao, then snapped it away.

There was a photo pasted on the watch face.

It was a group photo—a photo of a bee doctor and a little girl.

The two men grinned, both missing a front tooth.

Zhang Zhao looked at the photo, suppressing a laugh, and then glanced at the bee doctor.

A hint of tenderness flashed in the bee doctor's eyes.

"My daughter."

His voice suddenly softened, no longer chattering as before.

"Look at this tooth, it's fallen out! Her mom says she eats too much candy, but I think, for kids, happiness is the most important thing, don't you think?"

Zhang Zhao nodded.

"She has a really beautiful smile, doesn't she?"

The bee doctor brought the pocket watch even closer to Zhang Zhao, as if he wanted to shove the photo in his face.

He laughed out loud as he said this.

Looking at his smiling face, Zhang Zhao suddenly felt that this chatterbox wasn't so annoying after all.

Where is she now?

Zhang Zhao asked a question.

The bee doctor's smile paused for a moment, but only for a second.

"In Northern Europe, with her mother."

He closed the pocket watch, clenched it in his hand for a moment, and then stuffed it back into his breast pocket.

"Once things settle down here, I'll go back to be with them."

His tone was calm, but Zhang Zhao noticed that the hand he was gripping the pocket watch with was so tight that his knuckles were white.

Red Wolf put down his soup bowl, glanced at the bee doctor, and said nothing.

Uluru's bone-gnawing movements were also a beat slower.

Even Wei Long slightly raised his head, his gaze lingering on the Bee Doctor's face for a moment.

The cafeteria suddenly fell silent.

But this silence lasted for less than three seconds.

"So, Xiao Zhang!"

The bee doctor suddenly turned his head, and the tenderness in his eyes vanished instantly.

"Do you have a girlfriend? Let me tell you, even though the training intensity at GTI is high, it's not like there's no chance!"

"Aren't both Gu and Haizhua single?"

"But I'm warning you, Claw, stay away from her! That girl's ruthless! I'm missing a front tooth because of her last time—"

"Instructor Roy! The food's getting cold!"

Red Wolf finally couldn't hold back any longer and reached out to press down on the Bee Doctor's shoulder.

"So what if it gets cold? I'm not picky—"

"Your food is cold!"

Red Wolf emphasized his words, emphasizing each one.

The bee doctor glanced down at his plate.

"oops!"

He let out a groan and picked up the fork.

But even with his mouth stuffed full of food, he had no intention of stopping.

"Mmm-Mmm-Mmm—Little Zhang—Mmm-Mmm—I have something to tell you—"