Chapter 449: 224 Is This a Food Delivery? (2nd Update)

Chapter 449: Chapter 224 Is This a Food Delivery? (2nd Update)

“What were you doing all day? There are quite a few people asking about your name on the forum. Check out the posts in the forum right now.”

Li Xiaoxi once again opened a webpage for Mu Fan to see.

“Real Identity of Lightning Dog Revealed”

“The Untold Story between Thunderbolt Leopard and Me”

“Junior female students, look here, I am Lightning Flash’s roommate Power Bank”

…

Li Xiaoxi glanced awkwardly at the expressionless Mu Fan and chuckled, “Keep scrolling, keep scrolling!”

The images on the screen scrolled again.

“Selfie in the Forum, Who is the Lightning Figure Today?”

The preview image showed a selfie of a demure girl.

“Who knows the figure that dashed out from the Mecha Department today? Rewarding 20 Star Coins”

“Asking for a kind brother, does anyone know his contact information?”

Li Xiaoxi wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and laughed, “See, so many people are asking about you.”

Mu Fan did not respond but pointed at the screen, “Scroll up the screen, I want to see that pinned post.”

Pinned post?

Li Xiaoxi muttered in confusion and then lightly swiped his finger, and a bold, red-highlighted title appeared—

“Exclusive Scoop: High Definition Picture of Flash, Plus Exclusive Private Photos for Sale, 10 Star Coins Each”

Gulp~

This time, White Hair and Li Xiaoxi both swallowed their saliva simultaneously.

This looked like the post they had sent out an hour ago, who knew how it got pinned.

The poster was shockingly—Li’s Disciples.

Mu Fan’s indifferent tone made both their spines tingle.

“Open it.”

Li Xiaoxi reluctantly opened the post.

Several photos appeared before their eyes, exactly the same ones they had shown to Mu Fan, including Mu Fan’s life photos!!

Although it was just a side profile, his well-sculpted muscles could make any girl drool.

“Xiaoxi, your surname is Li, right?”

Li Xiaoxi: “…”

Yin Shuai: “…”

Both of them, now like good boys, remained silent.

Mu Fan didn’t know how to start with these two acting cute and foolish.

They were absolutely trouble.

And then came a godlike backhand comment in his ear, “Not to mention, from a mathematical perspective, your roommate’s candid photography skills are perfect. Look at the golden ratio of the character’s position, see how the hazy side profile creates a sense of mystery.”

Mu Fan felt he needed to step outside to cool off.

“Mu Fan, you haven’t had dinner yet, have you?” White Hair suddenly blurted out.

Huh?

Rumble.

That word instantly triggered Mu Fan’s nerves, and a very timely growl came from his stomach.

He really was hungry; he hadn’t eaten since noon.

“Although it’s already dark now, the cafeteria should still have some fried rice or something.”

“Whoosh!”

A figure flashed by, leaving only a sentence drifting further and further away in the room.

“Copy that section of shadow play for me~~”

The two in the apartment glanced at each other, and White Hair just remembered that he seemed to have forgotten to ask Mu Fan again what was going on.

Finally, it was Li Xiaoxi who broke the silence, “Bro, teach me how to tell stories in the future.”

“Get lost!”

…

Mu Fan’s figure dashed toward the cafeteria with a trailing wind, while the quietly lying “Nuonuo” displayed on the Tianxun in Mu Fan’s bedroom went unnoticed.

“Mu Fan, what are you going to do after dinner?” Black inquired in Mu Fan’s ear.

“I want to train, make up for the lost time this afternoon. I seem to have access to the first battle room in the Swordsmanship Club, and now it seems I can only go there.”

“Alright, but I think it’s time for you to see that old man from the Fighter Instructor again. This guy has quite a few tricks up his sleeve, and I feel they could really be of help to you.”

Oh?

Mu Fan’s eyes lit up. That’s right, the Fighter Instructor definitely couldn’t possess only the “Redemption Seventh Stage” as an Inheritance Battle Skill. And deep down, he always felt that the Fighter Instructor was more skilled than the big bald head.

So the figure halfway there turned back like a gust of wind, leaving again under the horrified gaze of his dorm mates.

But this time, he was holding a helmet in his hands.

As for Sky Communication?

It remained quietly tucked under the pillow.

In a girl’s dormitory three kilometers away from Mu Fan’s apartment, a cute girl resembling an elf was sitting on her bed with her fair long legs crossed. With her hands holding the Sky Communication device, she pouted angrily.

“Sir, I’ve come here and made no friends, and you’re not picking up Sky Communication. I’m so mad, so mad!”

On her Sky Communication device were seven or eight unknown messages from different senders, all wanting to make acquaintances, be friends, and the like.

Annoying, how did these people get her Sky Communication number?

Wang Nuonuo’s already irritable mood grew worse after seeing these cluttered messages. Her slender legs kicked irritably a few times before she sent over a voice message.

“Sir, I’m upset!! I’m going to sleep!!”

Then she covered her head with the blanket, rolled over, and lay still.

Mu Fan had no idea about all this as he finally arrived at the canteen just as the staff were about to leave.

And then he lunged forward to firmly seize the big iron pot they were trying to take away!

“Who are you, what are you doing!”

Several nervous workers stared at the young man in camouflage clothes, whose entrance had been too intense.

Moreover, he came in without a word and immediately grabbed the iron pot—was he looking to stir up trouble at Dingchuan Academy?

One of them had already surreptitiously prepared to call the campus guard.

“Don’t leave!” Mu Fan could feel his mouth overflowing with saliva.

“You can’t go!”

Mu Fan, holding the helmet in one hand and firmly keeping the iron pot in place with the other, let out a cry typical of a food lover.

But his demeanor truly frightened the crowd; one chef who had just changed clothes rushed back to grab a huge stir-fry spoon over a meter long, ready to charge.

“What are you trying to do?”

“I bought this fried rice, pack it all up, all of it!” Mu Fan’s eyes were bloodshot with excitement.

“We don’t sell… Come and pack it for him!” The initially frightened short man shouted half his sentence sternly then instantly turned amiable, eagerly motioning his colleagues to help.

Now, the people around him looked at him with an “Are you insane?” gaze.

The short man squeezed his eyes for quite a while, finally directing his colleagues’ looks towards the edge of the iron pot.

Hiss~~

The big iron pot filled with fried rice had actually been dented by that guy’s tight grip!

Now the veins on that guy’s neck were about to burst.

Where in the world did this freak come from?

So his colleagues also obediently went to get food containers.

“Fried rice, 5 Star Coins each box, how many do you want?”

“All of it, the whole pot,” Mu Fan responded happily upon hearing the question.

That must be over twenty boxes, aren’t you afraid of bursting?

Forget it, can’t provoke this beast.

So, under their awestruck gazes, Mu Fan grabbed more than twenty boxes of fried rice and dashed joyously out of the canteen.

Next target, the Swordsmanship Club!

This dark shadow bolted toward the Swordsmanship Club like a rampaging dragon.

Meanwhile, inside the clean and tidy Swordsmanship Club, several trainees were currently practicing in the main dojo.

Suddenly, a figure flashed by.

With a beep, the door just opened, and then he rushed in.

He was so fast that many didn’t get a clear look.

Bing Su was lively performing chop training in front of a wooden stake, her ponytail swinging. Just then, she saw that dragon-like figure, right hand holding something unidentifiable, left hand carrying a string of food boxes almost flying.

She froze mid-action, while a cute girl beside her quietly asked, “Susu, who is that? Why are they bringing so many food boxes in here?”

Bing Su numbly watched the figure rush deep down the corridor, then turn abruptly, and uncertainly said, “Maybe a delivery guy?”

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PS: Thanks to the book friend “y Silent Sky” for the 2000 Star Coins reward!

Thanks to the book friends “Not Three,” “Suave Uncle 1” for the 1000 Star Coins reward!

Thanks to “Soul Ice Spirit,” “wing,” “Book Friend 160823122255267,” “Random ‘Lonewolf’,” “C Brother,” “Xiao Qiqi,” “Wang Xiao Chi,” “Book Fan Ha Ha,” “Finally Saw the Genuine Version,” for the 100 Star Coins reward, and “Pingping (1)” for the 20 Star Coins reward!