68: Chapter 68 I think I'm hungry?

At night, Chen Mo and Shen Zhou, having just finished their weighted cross-country run, returned to their dormitory.

The two of them hadn't had a single bite of food or drop of water all day, and both were so hungry their eyes were glowing green.

"Chen Mo..." Shen Zhou thought for a moment before speaking first.

"I was wrong before. I shouldn't have looked down on you just because your talent was only Great Strength."

"You've shown me what it means when they say there is always someone better, and a sky beyond the sky."

"As a 2nd-rank Martial Artist, even with my Time talent, I am completely no match for you."

"I was indeed too arrogant. Please be magnanimous and don't hold it against me."

Chen Mo was quite surprised by Shen Zhou's words.

For such an arrogant person to actually take the initiative to apologize to him?

Could it be that his punch had broken Shen Zhou's brain?

"Chen Mo, say something..." Shen Zhou couldn't keep a straight face; it was his first time proactively apologizing, only to be met with a cold shoulder.

"Oh, oh, oh, it's not that I don't want to speak, I'm just too surprised."

Chen Mo chuckled and rolled over, immediately crushing the poor metal-framed bed.

Unsurprised, Chen Mo reached out and flattened the steel pipe so the bed wouldn't slide around while he slept at night.

"It's truly a rarity for an arrogant young master like you to take the initiative to apologize."

"Let's just let this matter pass. We still need to work together for the next month."

As a magnanimous man, since the tsundere had apologized, he couldn't just keep harping on it.

Besides, he wasn't the one who had lost face, so why shouldn't he accept the apology?

"However, you need to repeat this to the other three people tomorrow."

"We'll talk about that later..." Shen Zhou didn't continue, instead covering his head with the quilt and playing the ostrich.

After running the 150 kilometers with Chen Mo, his mindset had changed drastically.

Despite his prominent family background, the Shen family had always believed in self-reliance and strictly forbade their descendants from bullying others based on power or using their family status to gain extra advantages.

Shen Zhou was not one of those weak second-generation rich kids; he had genuinely fought his way out of Magic City on his own.

As the saying goes, "A hero for a father makes a hero for a son," and this was exactly the case with Shen Zhou.

However, it was precisely this extremely competitive nature that had caused his personality to become somewhat twisted.

After Chen Mo's "personality correction punch," Shen Zhou gradually began to shift away from the state of being on guard against everyone, as he had been in Magic City.

Rumble...

Lin Ye, who had been watching the commotion, suddenly heard a loud noise and sat up with a start.

"What was that noise!?" Lin Ye was full of vigilance; the sound just now was like the roar of a primordial beast, definitely not a sound an ordinary person could make!

"What are you making such a fuss about!" Chen Mo's old face flushed red as he rubbed his empty stomach.

"I'm f*cking hungry. You try not eating for a whole day and running 150 kilometers with a load!"

The expression on Lin Ye's face gradually changed from vigilance to embarrassment, and finally, he covered his mouth, trying not to laugh too loudly.

"Laugh, keep laughing. Do you believe I'll stuff you in my mouth, chew you up, and eat you?" Chen Mo, looking quite embarrassed and angry, directly lifted Lin Ye off the bed.

Lin Ye's build was relatively slender among martial artists, and being lifted by this behemoth Chen Mo, he immediately curled up like a little chick.

"I was wrong, bro. I was wrong, okay!"

"I won't lower myself to your level." Chen Mo snorted coldly and threw Lin Ye back onto the bed.

"Since you're so hungry, and I didn't get quite enough to eat tonight either, why don't the three of us go to the Cooking Squad and get some late-night snacks?" Lin Ye's eyes darted around; that boiled meat slice dish today had been quite delicious, and he was drooling just thinking about it.

"This... isn't that appropriate, is it?" Shen Zhou, who was feeling faint from hunger, also sat up and looked at Lin Ye with some anticipation.

"What's inappropriate about it? We're not going to commit any crimes; getting something to eat and drink isn't a problem!" Lin Ye patted his chest, speaking as if he were very knowledgeable about the law.

"Then let's go, to the Cooking Squad for some late-night snacks!" Chen Mo was decisive, but the reason for his decisiveness was simple: if he didn't eat soon, he would really have to start considering eating a couple of bites of the bed frame...

The three set off decisively and snuck into the Cooking Squad in a sneaky manner.

This was where the advantage of being an orphan raised in an Orphanage showed.

Lin Ye and Shen Zhou, these two "young masters," couldn't cook at all and could only look at Chen Mo like hungry baby birds.

Chen Mo sighed helplessly, picked up a spatula and an iron pot, and carrying at least two or three hundred jin of ingredients, he disappeared with the two of them.

About an hour later, bursts of tantalizing aromas wafted from a small hill behind the cadre building.

"Holy crap! Chen Mo! You're awesome!"

Even when Chen Mo had nearly suffocated him with one punch, Lin Ye hadn't admired him this much.

But now, looking at the three dishes and one soup in front of him that were perfect in color, aroma, and taste, he exclaimed from the bottom of his heart.

Shen Zhou, on the side, was already so stuffed he couldn't speak, but even with his cheeks puffed out high, he kept stuffing food into his mouth.

"Look at you two, having no self-control." Chen Mo rolled his eyes; if he didn't have good cooking skills, how could he have survived until now?

After saying that, Chen Mo also picked up the rice cooker and began to frantically devour carbohydrates, and his blood sugar levels began to soar.

Rustle, rustle...

A faint sound of footsteps sounded behind the three, but the three, who were obsessed with the carbohydrate-oil mixture, didn't notice at all.

"What are you three doing here!" A loud shout scared Shen Zhou, making him choke on a big mouthful of rice, his face turning the color of a purple radish.

"Holy crap, you scared me to death, Old Man."

Chen Mo's hand movements were also stopped by Old Man Zhang's shout.

After seeing who it was, Chen Mo looked at the little old man leaning on a cane with a wry smile.

"You three are quite carefree, eating a private meal here."

Old Man Zhang didn't stand on ceremony either; he sat down with a thump and snatched the bowl of rice Lin Ye had just served.

"Damn it, the people from the sanatorium chased after me and specially prepared a table of health food for me."

"That health food was making me taste nothing; your strong-flavored stir-fry is much more comfortable to eat!"

Old Man Zhang picked up his chopsticks and launched his finishing move: whirlwind chopsticks and excavator mouth.

Seeing this, the three of Chen Mo realized a formidable opponent had arrived, and not daring to be careless, they immediately started the rescue work on the remaining stir-fry.