"If you don't return to school before nine o'clock, you'll have to prepare to repeat your year. I'll definitely give you the worst semester evaluation! Worst! Worst! The worst!"
"You can write whatever you want! You're a middle-aged leftover woman, an old woman that no one wants!!!”
"If you dare to return to school, I'll definitely kill you!”
"Wait for me. I'll go back now!"
I hung up the phone. I wanted to shoot the phone immediately. Damn Mimi, damn Yao Ling. One left her in the lurch, and the other used verbal violence. She just wanted to ask for leave, but she was ridiculed by them in turn. Mimi seemed to have eaten gunpowder, and Yao Ling was unreasonable.
Carrying the gun case, I left Reef Beach on foot. Being a student was really troublesome. I had to go to class on time. How could I be in the mood to study in peace during such a critical period?
I got on the bus and anxiously waited for the bus to arrive at the station. It was the rush hour at eight o'clock. I was carrying a heavy and big gun case and squeezing in the carriage really took up space, so I couldn't avoid being looked down upon. The second day after Aya Island entered a defenseless state, everything was so ordinary. This tranquility made me even more worried about the enemies hiding in the dark.
The bus arrived at the station. I squeezed out of the bus and entered the college area. The school gate of Ying Xing College was right in front of me.
"Let's confirm it again." I placed the gun case on the ground and double-checked if the combination lock was locked. I felt like I was committing a crime to bring such a weapon into the school.
After I was fully prepared, I stepped into the school. After taking this step, a female figure appeared in front of me. I immediately prepared to fight, but I was wrong. She wasn't Yao Ling.
The most serious thing wasn't whether she was Yao Ling or not, but that she had fallen on the lawn. I looked at her carefully. Isn't this our school's chef, Yingjie?
I quickly ran to Yingjie, who was lying on the ground. Her face was red, her forehead was burning hot, her hands were cold, and her fingernails were bloodless.
"Amazing! I'll call an ambulance for you!" I took out my phone in a panic, but Yingjie opened his eyes and waved weakly at me.
"I'll be fine after taking some medicine…"
"If you continue to have a high fever like this, you will die!”I opened my phone and was about to make a call when Yingjie reached out and knocked my phone down.
"I'm fine!" Forcefully rousing his spirit, Yingjie stood up in front of me.
"Do you still plan to cook for the entire school with such a body?”
"It's alright…"
I poked her forehead with my index finger, and she lost all her disguise and fell to the ground.
"Just lie here obediently. The ambulance will be here soon.”As I spoke, I removed my gun and took off my school uniform, folding it into a small pillow and placing it under her head. I picked up my phone from the lawn and dialed Mimi's number.
"What are you trying to do? I'm in class now!"
"I'll take up your time as a top student.”
"What is it exactly?"
"Since you're putting on airs with me, then I won't be polite to you! From today onwards, you will take care of your own three meals a day, and your pocket money will be confiscated!”
" What did you say?!"
"That means from now on, I won't care about you anymore!”
"Say it again!"
"Me! No! Guan! You! It's time!"
After hanging up the phone, Yingjie asked weakly,""Who did you quarrel with?"
"Don't worry about it. Go to the hospital and stay there. I'm the school's chef now.”After saying that, I placed the "child support payment" with cash in Yingjie's hand and said to her,"The password is 123456. Don't be stingy. Come back to take over my job after you recover. I'm very busy. Also, remember to return my school uniform!"
I dialed the hospital's emergency number, then carried my gun and leisurely walked towards the canteen.
Ah Liang told me that because the students in this school are generally not rich, they still have the tradition of eating from a big canteen. Other private schools are places where rich people gather. Only this private school is just a false reputation.
Today, when I really entered the kitchen, I found out about Yingjie's daily workload. There are six grades in junior high school and senior high school. Each grade has four classes. Each class has an average of 30 people, and the teaching team has 35 people. When this huge machine of nearly 800 people was in operation, just one lunch was enough to make people speechless. It was really not easy for Yingjie to support this world alone in the past few years.
Even though I was regretting it, I had no way out after boasting in front of Yingjie. Regardless of the enemies that had yet to appear, the enemies I had to face now were the lunch of the entire school. The task was extremely difficult, and there was not much time left for dinner.
After busying myself for a while, I finally finished preparing lunch for all the teachers and students in the school before the lunch bell. Just as I was about to heave a sigh of relief, I heard someone's fierce voice.
"This is too much! This is too much!" What a domineering stance. Yao Ling was now like a yaksha possessing her body. She no longer looked like a teacher.
"In the end, that overage high school student still didn't come to class! What kind of place did he think the school was? Yesterday, he went to the beach for a guitar concert in high spirits. Today, he wants to pretend to be sick and ask for leave. Does he think I'm an idiot?! You're trying to fool me by pretending to be sick, which even children don't use?!”
"How do you know that I'm pretending to be sick?”
"Humph! I've been using that kind of equipment since I was in elementary school. I pinched my throat to talk. That kind of pretending to be sick is too lousy.”
"So we're on the same boat.”
"Fellow Daoist?"
I brought a lunch to the food delivery counter and placed it in front of Teacher Yao Ling. I pointed at today's dishes and said,"I've already poisoned you. If you eat it, you'll definitely be paralyzed.”
"Why are you in the kitchen? Why are you only wearing a singlet?"
"Senior Yingjie is hospitalized with a high fever. I'm now the chef here.”
"High fever? " Could it be food poisoning again…" Yao Ling's muttering was heard by me. I pretended not to hear anything and poured a bowl of soup onto Yao Ling's plate.
"Is this the reason for your sick leave?”
"Of course not. I only came to school after I quarreled with you. I asked for sick leave for other special reasons.”
"Tsk! Since you're telling the truth, I'll spare your life today.”Yao Ling stuck her head into the mouth and said to me,"I heard from Xiao Liang that your cooking skills are not bad.”
"You'll know once you try it."
Looking at the army of lunches pouring into the canteen, Yao Ling could only take her portion and leave the food outlet. Yingjie's cooking skills were not worse than mine, but he often made mistakes in seasoning.
Lunch was handed out one by one. Without any help at all, I wished I could grow three more hands. The queue was getting longer and longer, and my speed was far from catching up to the number of people who came to get their food. I really didn't understand how this huge canteen's Yingjie managed to hold on until now.
"Why is there so little shredded potato and meat in my portion?”
"Uncle, the food is not evenly distributed!"
"I don't like green peppers!"
"Isn't it Sister Yingjie today?"
"This uncle looks like a greenhorn. Can we eat lunch?”
Those vile little brats were all junior high school students who were still wet behind the ears. The words they said really stimulated people's nerves. In the past, when Yingjie was sharing the food, he had never heard them complain.
"Don't complain! Don't be picky! Line up! Men, go to the back and let the girls get their food first!”
What a domineering voice. It immediately suppressed the group of children who were crowded at the entrance. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't have even dreamed that the person who said this was Ah Liang. It was simply a replica of Yao Ling.
"Mr. Van Sen! Bring out the soup buckets and rice buckets. Let them get the rice and soup themselves!”
Seeing Ah Liang stretch out his arms that had rolled up his sleeves, I was actually stunned. I had indeed overlooked this point. In the past, the students were allowed to help themselves with the food and soup. The entrance was only responsible for distributing the dishes. Such an important matter had actually been neglected by me.
It seemed like a simple event that happened every day, but it was not so simple. One lunch in a school, and every second during the lunch break was precious. If I hadn't lost my ability, I would have been more than enough to deal with a thousand people at the same time. Thinking about it, I couldn't help but worry. Would I be able to deal with the enemies that would appear? Those who could use superpowers to fight were definitely not ordinary people. How much chance would I have with just a rifle?
"Fansen?"
I was stunned for a moment before hurriedly handing over the plate in my hand. Ah Liang took his share with both hands and smiled at me.""Thank you, Mr. Van Sen."
I forced a smile and replied,"Why must you add Sir after my name?"”
Liang gave me a perfunctory smile and didn't say anything. He picked up his plate and disappeared into the food collection opening.
Looking at the few dishes left in the basin, I let out a long sigh. When I thought about how naked Aya Island was, my mood fell to the bottom.
"Fansen!" The voice came but the person was not beside him. This was the superpower of telepathy.
"Superpowered person?" I used my thoughts to respond to his senses.
"En! Your culinary skills are really not bad."
"Are you a student of this academy?"
"No, you were too focused just now. You didn't even notice that an invisible person had sneaked into your side.”
I looked at the back door of the kitchen. The back door was ajar, and I had clearly locked it before eating. Using superpowers so brazenly, these people were definitely not under the control of the association. From the telepathic voice, I can roughly confirm that the other party is a teenager around ten years old.
"It seems that we should add a chef to our team. At least we don't have to eat unpalatable bread anymore.”
"What is your purpose?"
"It has a lot to do with you. Whether we're friends or foes is up to you.”
"I don't like to beat around the bush!"
"I don't like it either. We'll come back after school.”
The telepathy has been deactivated. I know that they have already gone far away. There will be no clues even if I go to investigate now. The Association had four levels of restrictions for espers. The first level was non-threatening, the second level was control level, the third level was restricted, and the fourth level was absolute restricted. Based on the strength of his telepathic connection, he should be a third-grade character.
There are a total of eleven people in the world who are at the fourth level, but without me, there should be ten people. Prot and Elferis are absolute restricted espers.
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