I Was Learning To Kill Gods in a Mental Hospital
Chapter 848
Chapter 848: Ruthless Person
Unpleasant Fish Cake?
Cement flavor?
Upon hearing these two names, the new recruits were left in confusion.
They lowered their heads to carefully confirm the raw meat and the black, unknown viscous substance on their plates. Some even tried a bite, and their faces immediately turned pale as they began to gag violently.
“Is this really food for humans?”
“This is disgusting, really disgusting! I’ve never eaten anything worse than this!”
“This is dinner? Are you serious?”
“I can’t eat this at all! And we’ve been exhausted all day; this little bit won’t replenish our energy at all.”
“…”
Protests arose again among the new recruits. Although many had begun to accept the grueling training pace of the camp, seeing this absurd dinner, many still found it hard to accept.
“Sorry, you have no choice,” An Qingyu’s voice was devoid of any emotion. “You either eat this dinner while pinching your nose, or you can faint from hunger on the training field tomorrow and be dragged away by me.
I’m giving you ten minutes. After ten minutes, everyone will gather at the teaching building for the night’s theoretical class.
You know what happens if you’re late.”
After saying this, An Qingyu stepped forward and sat down at a round table at the edge of the cafeteria hall, followed closely by the other members of Team Nightfall.
Bai Li Pangpang scanned the pale-faced recruits with a smirk, rubbed his hands together, and quickly headed toward the kitchen.
The new recruits stared at the dinner in front of them, falling into silence.
Bang!
At that moment, the cafeteria door was suddenly flung open.
A boy dressed in recruit attire and wearing a black eye patch stood outside the cafeteria door. He scanned the silent cafeteria with his right eye, his brow slightly furrowing.
After a moment, he stepped forward and walked straight to the nearest dining table, grabbing the raw meat from the stainless steel basin without hesitation and stuffing it into his mouth, devouring it ravenously.
In the quiet cafeteria, only the sounds of Lu Baoyou tearing into the raw meat and swallowing it could be heard.
After quickly finishing the raw meat, he picked up another piece of the black, cement-flavored “unpleasant fish cake,” and without a word, bit into half of it and began to chew.
His expression froze in place.
His Adam’s apple convulsed violently, and he bent over uncontrollably, as if he wanted to spit out the “unpleasant fish cake,” but ultimately managed to suppress his instincts and forced himself to swallow the food.
He took a breath, grabbed a cup of water from the table, and gulped it down.
Then, pinching his nose, he grabbed the remaining “unpleasant fish cake,” stuffed it into his mouth, completely giving up on chewing, and swallowed it whole.
In less than a minute, Lu Baoyou finished the raw meat and the “unpleasant fish cake,” wiped his mouth, and walked out the door without looking back, heading alone toward the teaching building…
In the dead silence of the cafeteria, over six hundred new recruits stared blankly at his departing figure, their mouths agape in shock.
Even An Qingyu took a while to react, glancing at the now-empty stainless steel basin that Lu Baoyou had cleaned out, his expression somewhat complex.
“He actually finished the ‘unpleasant fish cake’ in two bites?” An Qingyu murmured, “This kid… is quite tough, huh?”
“Not bad, right?” Lin Qiye’s voice drifted into his ears.
An Qingyu turned his head and saw that Lin Qiye had quietly taken a seat next to him, smiling as he watched Lu Baoyou leave.
An Qingyu nodded, “That kind of toughness is indeed rare… But his temperament seems different from before? What did you do to him?”
Seeing An Qingyu’s puzzled expression, Lin Qiye shrugged, “I just did what a coach is supposed to do.”
As the two conversed, a crisp sound of plates being set down echoed in the cafeteria.
Fang Mo, with a pale face, took a deep breath and swallowed the last bite of “unpleasant fish cake” in his mouth, then silently left the cafeteria, heading straight toward the teaching building.
The second person to finish dinner appeared, and more brave recruits began to attempt eating.
However, An Qingyu’s specially made “unpleasant fish cake” was simply too fierce. Some people could only take a bite before bending over to vomit, while others with stronger constitutions forced down most of the “unpleasant fish cake” but could no longer hold it in, gulping down a few sips of water before leaving the cafeteria.
Watching everyone’s reactions, Bai Li Pangpang skeptically picked up a piece of “unpleasant fish cake” and looked at An Qingyu.
“Is this really that bad?”
“Why don’t you give it a try?” An Qingyu smiled slightly.
After hesitating for a moment, Bai Li Pangpang took a small bite of the “unpleasant fish cake,” and his body shuddered, his eyes turning green.
He forced himself to chew a couple of times and swallowed it, his expression completely changed as he looked at An Qingyu.
“Are you a devil? How did you create such inhumane food?”
“Mystery, combined with science,” An Qingyu pushed up his glasses mysteriously. “Don’t underestimate this piece of fish cake; although it’s small, the energy contained within is enough to sustain an adult man without food or water for three days. Even with high-intensity exercise, it can last a day and a half.
Even if those recruits only eat half a piece, it’s definitely enough for them to last a whole day. At the very least, it shouldn’t make them faint during training… unless they eat nothing at all.”
Bai Li Pangpang glanced around the cafeteria, “But I see there are quite a few who haven’t eaten a single bite…”
“People always need to grow,” Shen Qingzhu interjected unexpectedly.
While the group was chatting, a rich aroma of food wafted from the kitchen. The new recruits still struggling with the inhumane food perked up, staring intently at a certain spot.
They saw Old Sun personally carrying several plates of hot dishes, walking over to the round table where Lin Qiye and the others were seated, smiling as he placed the dishes on their table.
Lin Qiye, Bai Li Pangpang, Cao Yuan, and Shen Qingzhu immediately stood up and deeply bowed to the unassuming old man. Jia Lan and the others, though not knowing him, politely followed suit.
“Old Sun, long time no see,” Lin Qiye said with a smile.
“Hey, hey, hey, you little brats, what are you doing?” Old Sun was slightly taken aback by their synchronized bowing and quickly helped them up, jokingly scolding, “Are you trying to make this old man live longer?”
“Old Sun, what are you talking about?” Cao Yuan said, “When we graduated from the training camp back then, we bowed to you like this too.”
Old Sun shook his head, “Not the same, not the same!
I’m still that old man cooking for the rookies, but you all are no longer the rookies of back then.”