Canteen Auntie

"You bastard..."

"You..."

The supervisor fell silent for a moment at Ye Chuan's shameless move, but there wasn’t much to criticize—after all, no one had ever said you couldn’t have someone else pay to top up your meal card.

"Here." The supervisor reluctantly handed the card to Ye Chuan before stomping off in frustration to deal with the next person in line.

To his dismay, the few people behind Ye Chuan followed his example, each dragging a student over to foot their bill!

The sheer uniformity of the scene made the supervisor’s eye twitch—and not just his. Even the players who’d just had their fingers chopped off were equally stunned.

Wait… that actually worked?

What kind of joke is this?!

After slicing off the students’ fingers, the supervisor snorted coldly and left, as if he couldn’t stand being there a second longer.

With this round cleared, the remaining players let out a collective sigh of relief.

But soon, someone spotted a problem—

"Wait, there are rules here too."

At those words, everyone turned to look at the wall, where the words "Cafeteria Rules" were displayed:

[1. For nutritional purposes, trays must be filled to the brim.]

[2. Clean plate policy—no wasting food.]

[3. Limited seating. Holding a tray while standing tarnishes the academy’s image and is prohibited.]

The rules were simple enough, but the phrase "limited seating" sent a jolt of panic through the players, who immediately began shoving their way toward the serving lines.

Seats—it’s always about the seats!

While the others scrambled, Ye Chuan stayed perfectly calm. He glanced around before casually joining a shorter line.

"What the—what is this?!" The players recoiled in horror when they saw the food behind the counter—lunch consisted of organ meats: livers, gallbladders, intestines, and even eyeballs!

Veteran players like Tian Xiaotian took it in stride, but the newcomers turned ghostly pale, already dreading what came next.

"What’ll you have?" The hefty cafeteria lady rapped her metal ladle impatiently as a trembling player approached. "Hurry up, the line’s backing up."

The player gulped before pointing weakly. "Those… those ones, please."

He opted for the least revolting options—some offal, at least, but things like brains or chitterlings were beyond his limits.

The cafeteria lady didn’t hold back, heaping his tray to the brim before sneering, "Don’t waste it. The academy doesn’t tolerate food waste."

"Got it." The player forced a smile, clutching his tray as he hurried off to find a seat.

The scene repeated with each player, but veterans like Tian Xiaotian had tricks up their sleeves. "Auntie~ I’m on my period and not feeling well. Could I just have a small portion? I don’t want to overeat."

"Fine." The lady grudgingly gave her a modest serving—far less than the others got.

Though the food was stomach-churning, Tian Xiaotian and her peers had been through worse. Gritting their teeth, they forced it down.

"Xiaotian, there are two seats left!"

"Coming!"

Tian Xiaotian and her friend quickly claimed the last available spots.

The other players paled but soon steadied themselves—students who finished eating would leave, freeing up seats. Still, time was ticking. Standing with a full tray wasn’t an option.

"Another damn seating scramble?!"

Some players grumbled. The rules were simple, but the penalties were brutal—one misstep, and it was game over.

Eventually, it was Ye Chuan’s turn.

"What’ll you have?" the lady asked.

Ye Chuan eyed the bloody organs with distaste. "Looks disgusting. Even a dog wouldn’t touch this."

"Then don’t eat it!" the cafeteria lady snapped.

"Just give me whatever." Ye Chuan shrugged.

Fuming, she slapped a meager portion onto his tray, her face screaming, "Like I care if you starve."

Ironically, Ye Chuan ended up with the smallest serving.

"Seriously?!" The other players were at a loss for words.

But since Ye Chuan had joined the line last, there were no seats left by the time he got his food.

As he wandered into the dining area, the cafeteria staff fixed their gazes on him, their expressions growing increasingly unhinged as seconds ticked by.

Just a little longer…

One more minute…

But Ye Chuan strolled up to a student, sized him up, then slapped him clean off his seat before plopping down in his place.

"Hey, thanks, man. Didn’t have to give up your seat for me, but I appreciate it."

Everyone: "…?"

Did he just—

Did that student "volunteer"?!

The student showed no reaction, his body stiffening briefly before he shuffled away.

"…"

Ye Chuan stared at the organs on his tray—minimal as they were, no way was he eating that.

He casually dumped his portion onto the student’s abandoned tray.

"Done." Ye Chuan stood. "I’m full. My buddy went to the bathroom—he’ll finish this for me later. Enjoy your meal."

With that, he sauntered off under the stunned stares of both players and monsters.

Wait…

Huh?!

That doesn’t count as breaking the rules?!

Watching Ye Chuan’s audacity, some players wondered if he’d cracked the game’s code—while others became even more convinced he was an NPC, not a real player.

Grimacing at their own trays of intestines and eyeballs, a few cautiously tried transferring their food to nearby students’ plates.

The students ate in silence.

"It works!"

Relieved, they relaxed—until the cafeteria lady stormed over. "Why take so much if you can’t finish it?!"

Her roar froze the players in terror.

"But—but that guy just now—"

"Him? I don’t care if he never eats here again!" she scoffed. "Little brat thinks he’s too good for our food!"

"…"

Luckily, no one triggered an instant death penalty. Those who’d already offloaded their food bolted, while the rest had no choice but to choke down the revolting mess.

Gag.

…

Meanwhile, Ye Chuan, unaware of the cafeteria chaos, had moved on. Since he hadn’t found any useful clues there, he saw no reason to linger.

"Time to find the locker room and head down to the basement."

With no obstacles during lunch break, he began his search in earnest.