Late Night Cafeteria: A Bowl of Fried Rice to Save Iron Man at the Start

Chapter 17

Early the next morning, Zhou Xuan checked in at the system interface.

“Congratulations to the host, get the sign-in reward: Super Chef Character Experience Card”

A gold card appears in the system interface.

Realizing that the prize is finally no longer ten yolk eggs, Zhou Xuan instantly wakes up from his dim sleepiness.

“What is the Super Chef Character Experience Card?”

The system displays a description.

Name: Super Chef Experience Card

Information: The host can use this card to temporarily obtain the cooking skills of a super chef, including knife skills, heat, and seasoning levels will be upgraded to level 10.

At present, the special chefs selected by the system for the host are: the young master Liu Pleiades, Lan Feihong, the steel baton master Xie, Ren, and the first master, Dojima Gin, and Caiba Seiichiro.

Time limit: one day

Note: After using this card, the host can carefully perceive the cooking experience of the super chef, and there will be unexpected gains.

“Good stuff!”

Zhou Xuan’s eyes gleamed, and he couldn’t wait to use the experience card immediately, but after seeing the time limit of only one day, he calmed down again.

“This kind of important props, let’s wait for the critical moment to use it!”

Boom boom boom!

There was a knock on the door.

“Axuan, I’m here!”

Without waiting for Zhou Xuan’s response, Ling Xinzhu opened the door and saw the bamboo horse lying halfway in the bed at the moment, his eyes flashing with excitement.

Ling Xinzhu came to the bed with a flash of excitement, a red cloud appeared on his face, and said softly: “Axuan, you haven’t gotten up yet, do you want me to dress you…”

With that said, Ling Xinzhu reached out and touched Zhou Xuan’s bed.

Zhou Xuan took Ling Xinzhu’s shoulders and hugged her.

With a sound of sweet Roar, Ling Xinzhu found himself in Zhou Xuan’s arms, and immediately nestled on Zhou Xuan’s chest like a cat.

“What’s the matter? I feel that your mood has become a little bit wrong!”

“How can it be?” Ling Xinzhu pressed his head against Zhou Xuan’s chest and said muffledly.

“Yes?”

Zhou Xuan smiled and said nothing.

Ling Xinzhu raised his head, watching his bamboo horse staring at him amusedly, and immediately hit Zhou Xuan’s chest with a slight hammer.

“Humph, you bullied me!”

Ling Xinzhu pretended to be angry, but within a few seconds, he broke his skills, wrinkled his nose, and said dissatisfiedly: “I got news from Senior Sister Nangong, the guard sent by Sitian Supervisor. It has been determined.”

Zhou Xuan is also more concerned about this matter, because Wang Hao, the former Xuncheng Yushi, said that Sitianjian seemed to have quarreled several times over the number of guards.

Although Zhou Xuan didn’t know why, his own soul chef suddenly became a sweet potato.

“Axuan, I failed.”

Ling Xinzhu suddenly said such a sentence without beginning and ending.

Zhou Xuan was taken aback, some of them didn’t understand, and asked, “What failed?”

“For the guards who are stationed around the late-night cafeteria to protect your personal safety, I also participated in the competition, but failed.”

Ling Xinzhu looked at Zhou Xuan, his eyes were a little red?

Zhou Xuan was dumbfounded, “Do you want to be a garrison guard too?”

Zhou Xuan touched his youth’s forehead, and asked with concern: “Are you sick? You are the second seat of the dignified Taoist Academy, a genius in the Dao League. If Si Tian Supervisor agrees to you as a guard patrol, then The brain is sick.”

Although, Zhou Xuan was very moved by Ling Xinzhu’s taking care of herself.

The expression on Ling Xinzhu’s face became even more aggrieved, and said, “But that girl Xue Linglong succeeded. She is the ninth seat in our university.”

“Axuan, you don’t know, this time Si Tianjian selected a council seat from the Taoist Academy, the Confucian Sage Wen Palace, and the Garan Temple to form a garrison guard to protect you.”

The seat students are the ten seats of the three major college councils, and they are all the top ten geniuses in their respective colleges.

“How can this be?!”

Zhou Xuan was incomparably stunned. How could Si Tianjian spend so much effort to build an imperial soul cooker in his own district?

This is not normal!

Ling Xinzhu wrapped his hands behind Zhou Xuan’s back and hugged him tightly.

“A Xuan, don’t underestimate yourself too much. Senior Sister Nangong commented that your cooking is priceless. This is not groundless.”

“This seems to be related to the prophecy of the gods.”

“After Senior Sister Nangong handed over your evaluation process to Si Tianjian, she immediately attracted attention.”

“Senior Sister Nangong revealed to me that your luminous cooking is very important. It seems that there was a semi-sage at the Confucian Sage Wen Palace who also cooked luminous cooking.”

Zhou Xuan was once again surprised by the information Ling Xinzhu brought.

“Do you know who it is?” Zhou Xuan asked hurriedly.

Ling Xinzhu shook his head and said: “I don’t know, after all, although the three schools of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism are in the same spirit, they also have their own secrets.”

“But this time, the Confucian Sage Wen Palace sent their chief-Situ Jiannan, who was a sixth-rank Jinshi scholar. The third seat was sent from the Jialan Temple-Shi Qiaojue, who was seven. Pin Bhikkhu, it is said that he has the ninth wisdom root.”

Hiss~

Zhou Xuan took a deep breath. Si Tianjian valued himself too much, right?

The chief of the Confucian Palace, the third seat of the Garan Temple, and the ninth seat of the Taoist Academy. These are the geniuses of the three major sects. If they join the Sitian Supervisor, they must be at least at the consultant level. How can they become the lowest level patrol? Guard?

Is it because of the so-called god language?

And the Confucian Sage Wen Palace directly sent the chief to come, definitely for the luminous cuisine.

But why does the half-sage of the Confucian Sage Mangong also cook luminous dishes?

Zhou Xuan was full of curiosity about this.

Ling Xinzhu seemed to feel much better being held in Zhou Xuan’s arms, and complained: “I originally wanted to win this place in the Taoist Academy. It was all the fault of Senior Sister Nangong, and she stopped it.”

“The other seats are not interested at all, except for the black-bellied little girl Xue Linglong competing with me.

Originally, I wanted to deal directly with Xue Linglong’s girl, but Sister Nangong took the shot. ”

“Senior Sister Nangong said that she would like to show her hands to vote and choose one between Xue Linglong and I. She first voted for Xue Linglong to represent the Taoist Academy.”

“The students in the other seats didn’t want to be right with Senior Sister Nangong on matters that had nothing to do with their interests, so four of the students in the other seats chose Xue Linglong, and I only got three votes.”

Zhou Xuan said amused: “Since that Nangong glass stick beats a mandarin duck, the cafeteria will no longer entertain her late at night.”

“Ah la la, Your Majesty, you seem to be hated by others.”

The bedroom door opened and a small head poked in.

Seeing the blushing face Ling Xinzhu hurriedly jumped out of Zhou Xuan’s arms, Xue Linglong’s eyes beamed.

“Oh, what game are you playing, I want to play too!”*