After warning the fat man, Wu Ming walked to his bed and pulled back the sheets covering it.
When he caught his eye, there was a piece of grilled fish, two pieces of bread, a small bottle of wine, and a red apple placed under the sheets.
After glancing at these things, Wu Ming glanced at Donaldson.
Donaldson smiled and pointed at the wine and gestured with his thumb, seemingly saying that the wine was great.
Wu Ming didn't say anything about this, he just unscrewed the cap of the wine and took a few sips.
In an instant, the astringent taste and aroma of the wine passed through his throat. Wu Ming narrowed his eyes slightly, and then nodded with satisfaction.
night
"Tonight, Beecher and Olido will be responsible for cleaning the canteen. I can discuss with Olido to clean it on his behalf. At that time, I will try my best to get rid of the guards so that you can get a chance to be alone with Beecher."
As he walked past Donaldson carrying a dinner plate, Wu Ming heard whispers in his ears.
Wu Ming nodded imperceptibly, took his dinner and sat in an empty seat, as if nothing had happened.
"Andre!" Just when Wu Ming was about to eat, a familiar call rang out from the crowd.
He raised his eyes and looked behind him, and found Abidas walking in from outside, accompanied by the girl named Lolo.
"When were you put down? I was worried to death." Abidas quickly came over and sat with Wu Ming.
Hearing these words, Wu Ming refused in his heart. If Abidas was really worried about him, he wouldn't have ignored him for several days and was busy falling in love with the girl.
However, Wu Ming plays a good brother. He hides his true emotions very well and directly puts on a grateful expression: "Abidas, thank you for your concern. How have you been these days?"
"It's not bad. Luoluo has been with me when you were away. She is a good girl." Within three sentences, Abidas turned the topic to Luoluo and talked happily about what happened in the past few days.
matter.
After boarding the ship, Luoluo was assigned to a girls' dormitory, but because of her beauty, she was quickly targeted.
Without any surprise, Abidas staged the plot of a hero saving a beauty and acted as a protector of flowers.
As a result, the two of them got along pretty well, and after some back and forth, they almost developed into boyfriend and girlfriend.
As for Wu Ming who was hung up, I'm sorry, brothers are like brothers and sisters, and women are like clothes. If anyone touches my clothes, I will cut off his limbs. He was directly forgotten by Abidas.
This is a sad story. Wu Ming finally realized what it was like to be a supporting character who is a brother to the stallion protagonist.
You have to regard him as the sun, surround him all the time, and have the spirit to worship him, otherwise you will never become the protagonist's brother.
Moreover, the beautiful heroine must be the first to step in and take the blame for any trouble she causes.
If you can't do it, you are not a qualified protagonist brother. The relationship can be thought of as Zhou Papi and the long-term worker, the leader and the driver, the supervisor and the wage earner, and the fence woman and the dog.
"If I don't give him a counterattack, I will be sorry for the thousands of supporting characters and the resentment that belongs to the supporting characters." Listening to Abidais's rhetoric, Wu Ming pretended to be listening on his face, but in his heart
It has long since turned black.
However, Abidas didn't know this yet, so he leaned over and whispered: "Andre, I have a plan, do you want to hear it?"
"What's the plan?" Wu Ming was as pure as a noob, praising Abidas in the audience.
Abidas looked around, half-lying on the table, and whispered: "I plan to establish a Freemasonry, unite forces that can be united, and create a force that belongs to us."
"are you serious?"
Wu Ming frowned slightly and said: "It takes a lot of time and a lot of resources to build a force. We don't have these things. Although I also admit that there are three gangs of heroes, but how to solve these problems?"
"Don't worry, resources are not a problem for me, it's all about time. The future is more cruel than you think. We can't do it alone. We must have many like-minded supporters to give us the last laugh.
." Abidas paused slightly and continued: "I already have a few candidates. As long as you convince these people, our plan will be half successful."
Under Wu Ming's gaze, Abidas dipped his hands in vegetable soup and wrote several names on the table.
Darnell, Sean, Bart, Thomas, brothers Spindle and Stig, and Donaldson
"Donaldson too?" Wu Ming was a little unbelievable. He didn't see any strong qualifications in Donaldson.
Abidas nodded and spoke in a tone that left no room for doubt: "Each of these seven people has the potential to become a formal wizard. Among them, the Donaldson you mentioned, his achievements will exceed your imagination."
Wu Ming nodded noncommittally, not doubting these words.
After all, Abidas is a person who has seen history. I believe he will be able to control who has potential and who is hopeless in the future Beacon Academy.
This is the advantage of being familiar with history. You can win the maximum benefit at the minimum cost. Even after you buy it, those who bet on it will not know how valuable they are.
"The two of us will split up and try to get them to join us as much as possible. Is that okay, buddy?"
"no problem"
Watching Abidas go away, Wu Ming glanced at the mushroom soup on the table and pushed it opposite him.
Wu Ming ate this meal very slowly, which can even be described as dawdling.
When the people in the cafeteria were almost gone, he nodded to Donaldson, who was leaning against the wall, and made an unspoken gesture.
"The canteen is closed, let's go, let's go, the canteen is closed." Donaldson took a broom and began to drive people outside under the supervision of the sailor.
Many people who were eating slow food reluctantly left their seats and walked out in groups.
Soon, Wu Ming, Donaldson, Beecher, and two sailors were left in the mess hall.
"Pack up the mess hall. I don't want to see any grease when I come here tomorrow." The two sailors, accompanied by Donaldson, muttered and walked out.
At this point, in the canteen that accommodated 500 people dining at the same time, only Wu Ming and Beecher, who was cleaning, were left.
"It's time for you to leave." Beecher said loudly across the counter without ever leaving the kitchen.
Wu Ming wiped the greasy hands with a tissue and said without raising his head: "I promised Donaldson that I would help him take out the trash."
"Really, he licked your ass?" Beecher said in a deep voice with a sarcastic smile on his fat face: "I'm not afraid of you, you can't scare me."
This time Wu Ming did not answer, but left his seat and walked towards the kitchen.
When he arrived in the kitchen, under his gaze, Beecher was grabbing a kitchen knife and trying to look fierce.
"Listen, I'm not afraid of you"
"Crack!"
Wu Ming moved instantly, directly pressing Beecher's arm with his right hand, using the kitchen knife in his hand, and scratched his neck.
In an instant, the sharp blade cut Beecher's neck open like cheese.
Wu Ming just pressed him against the wall. Seeing Beecher holding his neck and coughing up blood, he shook his head slightly: "Actually, you should be afraid."