"How about I go and inquire."

"Otherwise, the competition will not be boring these days."

Ji Shier's eyes rolled, preparing to find something to do.

Otherwise, he would not have any business for most of the time in the competition. He would not be able to leave if he just spent time like this every day, and he would not be forced to death.

"Can."

"I'll go find something to eat first."

"See you later in the cafeteria."

Mo Wen waved his hand and stood up.

He didn't get involved in such troubles, otherwise Zhang Qiqi would blame him and he wouldn't know how to explain it. He wouldn't dare to resist where Li Yuan was blocking him.

Besides, it’s almost noon, and eating is the most important thing.

Is it much better to enjoy delicious food than not creating gossip like this?

There are two rounds of competition every day, and Zhang Qiqi and the others should have ended relatively late.

This saves you from the trouble of finding a cafeteria.

After following the contestants who did not return to the lounge and had a group of three or five, they could always find a place to eat.

"Don't ask."

"where did you go?"

Mo Wen watched a group of people walk into the lounge for the fourth time and declared that he wanted to change his target and follow him again. Zhao Yun, who had a chance to meet, blocked Mo Wen's way.

"canteen."

Not familiar with him, Mo Wen didn't have the time to say anything to him, and responded lightly.

"Let's go together, I'm going to go."

Zhao Yun seemed to be a familiar and enthusiastic hugging Mo Wen's shoulder, which made Mo Wen raise his eyebrows slightly, but he couldn't say anything.

"Do you participate in the competition?"

While Mo Wen was still wondering why this young man didn't go out for dinner, Zhao Yun asked again.

“I won’t participate.”

Mo Wen responded lightly, thought for a while, and then added.

"But for the last game, I should go back."

"That's great."

"If you don't participate, we can get a better ranking if we don't have an opponent."

As soon as Mo Wen finished speaking, Zhao Yun responded excitedly.

He is at the same level as Li Meng at the peak, and even has an extremely advanced existence. He is still happy for his ranking, which makes Mo Wen a little confused.

He has seen Zhao Yun’s energy.

Ji Shisan, the mad dog, obediently in front of him.

"Are you all joining aristocratic family or sects very young?"

Mo Wen couldn't help but ask.

"certainly."

Zhao Yun said without thinking.

"That's where we dreamed of."

"Don't think we live a beautiful life."

"But this world is not that simple."

While walking towards the cafeteria, Zhao Yun explained slowly to Mo Wen.

"For example, there are underground worlds, business, politics, etc."

"All we have is the visible existence."

"But although those hidden families that have been passed down for thousands of years and have not been exposed, who knows how wide the radiation surface they have?"

After saying that, Zhao Yun looked at Mo Wen deeply again and said word by word.

"And they also master the law of eternal life."

"Who doesn't want to live forever!"

This guy is very free and easy, and he expressed his real thoughts without being rigid.

Eternal life is something that everyone pursues.

Don't ask.

"Maybe."

Mo Wen, who has been immortal, still can't understand their thoughts very much.

Is eternal life really a good thing?

"I've heard from both of Twelve and the others say that you are very awesome."

"I hope you can show mercy in the last game."

Walking into this huge cafeteria, Zhao Yun saw his companion, hammered Mo Wen's shoulder and trotted over.

"What a fun guy."

Looking at his back, Mo Wen murmured.

From the current perspective, Zhao Yun has a good personality and is a person with temperament.

He doesn't have the airs of a disciple of aristocratic families and looks strong and handsome, just because he is relatively dark.

The first impression I gave Mo Wen was even better than the brothers Ji Shier and two others.

But Mo Wen could not completely believe such a disciple of aristocratic family.

The food in the cafeteria is a unified set meal. It doesn’t matter whether it tastes good or not. The portion is very sufficient anyway, so you can continue to add it after eating.

All meat and vegetables are placed there, similar to things that are independent.

As a chef with good skills, Mo Wen was holding a plate and thinking, full of disgust.

In the end, I just picked up a little scrambled eggs and put them on the plate.

"Yeah, don't ask."

"You haven't been eliminated yet?"

It's still Wang Pan, the annoying guy.

Behind him are the same team members.

They are all half-baked existences.

Identity and strength are not up or down, but I have a strong temper.

"Bang!"

Mo Wen would not give him a good look, and he held the plate and slapped it hard on his head.

Wang Pan's head was indeed very iron.

The stainless steel plates were smashed with huge dents, and their heads were not broken yet.

"You're looking for death!"

Enduring the severe pain, Wang Pan roared angrily, ready to insert the fork in his hand into Mo Wen's chest.

"Forget it."

Fortunately, his partner behind him grabbed him.

"There is no need to violate the rules for a country bumpkin."

"Sooner or later I will clean up his."

Those guys persuaded Wang Pan.

"roll."

"Don't affect my appetite."

Mo Wen looked at him with annoyance with frown.

The clay man is still angry, not to mention that Mo Wen has never been very angry with the enemy.

I don’t know if this Wang Pan is stupid or hysterical.

Why can't we tell the truth so clearly?
To be continued...