Chapter 706: Chapter 708: The Cafeteria Opens
Alchemy Class.
Nian Shutong controlled all the small flames, so she knew every move each student made, how they controlled them.
So when a somewhat familiar yet jumbled mess of Spiritual Power appeared, she noticed it immediately.
Wu Shan.
A person from the Wu Family.
She did not like them, that escaped Wu Shuang, and that Transmission Array, were all reasons for her dislike.
"Still daring to cheat."
With a low chuckle, Nian Shutong launched a sharp attack through the small flames, retaliating back.
"Ah————"
Wu Shan let out a howl, vigorously slapping at the area around his chest where a Jade Pendant radiated scorching energy, making Wu Shan hop on his feet involuntarily from the burn.
"Lian Qing, the student jumping wildly below, eliminated."
"Yes."
Both voices were loud, and Wu Shan shouted in protest, "Teacher, the third class hasn’t ended yet, why eliminate me?"
"Why?"
Nian Shutong stood up and walked step by step toward Wu Shan.
Wu Shan watched Nian Shutong approaching, constantly telling himself there was no need to be afraid, this was a school, she couldn’t do anything.
He was a man of the Wu Family, with a mysterious and powerful ancestor behind him, he did not need to be afraid.
But...
In Wu Shan’s eyes, Nian Shutong seemed like a colossal prehistoric beast, pressing down on him impenetrably, and he couldn’t help but step back.
Nian Shutong, observing Wu Shan retreating three steps, stopped and said, "When you can stop backing away, then come talk to me."
"With such little courage, all bolstered by others, what right do you have to question me?"
Having timed everything carefully, Nian Shutong positioned herself in front of Wu Shan and shouted at the remaining students, "Class dismissed, you are all eliminated."
As the words ’you are all eliminated’ came out, many didn’t know whether to breathe a sigh of relief or to sit and cry.
Everyone knew this was a rare opportunity, but it just slipped through their hands, leaving them feeling unwilling yet helpless, and none dared to confront Nian Shutong directly.
Wu Shan was, apart from Fu Yunhe, the strongest among them, yet he was frightened into retreating by just a few steps from the teacher; the rest feared they couldn’t even withstand a single glance from her.
Ultimately, all the participants left the area filled with boundless envy towards the few who had succeeded.
After speaking, Nian Shutong left; she went to help in the cafeteria, as for the delivery of goods, she had already informed Lin Mu last night, and Lin Mu had prepared everything overnight.
After today’s Fire Control Class, the freshmen and sophomores temporarily had no more classes; next up were the junior and senior alchemy students, undergoing the same process as the freshmen and sophomores had.
However, these students coped better.
Not that they were more compliant by nature, but their teachers, including Zhou Zhen, had communicated something to them.
That was, these teachers would also participate in Nian Shutong’s Alchemy Class alongside the students, and face elimination as well.
Any student with a brain understood the importance of this course; thus, no matter what Nian Shutong said or did, they had one thought — to pass and not be eliminated.
Only by not getting eliminated could they discover the true core content of the class.
The juniors and seniors sped up the pace, and in the span of two days and four classes, thirteen were left, plus the six from the freshmen and sophomores, making nineteen in total who remained.
The elimination rate was extremely high.
And among these nineteen, there was the completely unsuitable for artifact refining Fu Yunhe, so effectively only eighteen remained, and it was still unknown how far they would go.
When the Fire Control Class was over, Nian Shutong didn’t schedule the next class right away but asked everyone to wait. As for when the class would resume, nobody knew.
Today, Nian Shutong was wearing the canteen’s specific uniform and stood by a window for serving dishes, ready to help.
"Xiao Nian, we are about to open."
"Is everyone ready?"
"Ready!"
The bald master chef was dressed in a chef’s uniform today, complete with a chef’s hat. He swung open the doors forcefully as melodious music began to play at the entrance of the canteen, followed by a catchy slogan.
"Fresh ingredients and recipes supplied directly by Little River Live, welcome to taste."
This phrase played repeatedly at the entrance. When Nian Shutong had once brought vegetables and meat to him, the bald master chef casually mentioned that they were from Little River Live.
He vividly remembered his own expression, the look of someone not even so dumbfounded when being blown away.
Products from Little River Live?
Nian Shutong only mentioned she had a channel from Little River Live and didn’t say she was the Boss, so the bald master chef didn’t ask any further, just gazing at the dishes with more fondness than at his own wife.
When Nian Shutong last suggested using the Little River Live brand for the canteen, the bald master chef was absolutely supportive. That’s how today’s slogan came about.
As the words "Little River Live" circled around the military school’s campus, many people naturally took a detour towards the source of the sound.
The canteen now was a refurbished one.
It was mainly divided into two areas: one with small windows where each one had two people responsible for it and each window offering different foods.
This, upon a glance, was clearly Nian Shutong’s idea.
The other half was a stir-fry area, but now, individual dish orders weren’t allowed. However, the serving area at the windows was definitely dazzling to those picking out their food, offering choices they couldn’t even imagine.
Everyone in the canteen looked up eagerly, not anticipating how many people would come, but looking forward to seeing how amazed the customers would be. After all, they never thought that using the Little River Live brand and ingredients, they would have no customers.
This possibility was outright zero.
Nian Shutong was in charge of a window for serving dishes, a relatively leisurely job.
"Student, what would you like to eat?"
"I don’t know. Does the teacher have any good recommendations?"
A familiar voice made Nian Shutong lift her head and glance at Fu Yunhe, who had walked in.
"Did you rush over here?"
She saw that his training uniform still had many mud spots and even his sweat wasn’t wiped off properly—this was quite unlike the clean-loving him.
"I wanted to have the first taste of the food."
Fu Yunhe knew it sounded childish, but that was how he felt.
"Alright! Since you’re the first one here, I’ll serve you extra."
Nian Shutong began serving food to Fu Yunhe, really piling up each dish until the plate couldn’t hold any more.
After Fu Yunhe got his food, the student behind him approached with his tray full of anticipation, only to question why there seemed to be less food on his.
"Isn’t this a bit wrong?"
"There’s a sign there, stating each portion is only one spoonful."
Nian Shutong pointed to a sign on the side and continued serving food without lifting her head.
"But the person before..."
"Is he Fu Yunhe? Are you Fu Yunhe?"
Nian Shutong’s retort left the student immediately speechless, as no one could be the second Fu Yunhe.
What could you say? You just had to accept it.