Apocalypse + Rebirth + Other Dimension Stockpiling + Base Building + No System + No Superpowers + No Zombies
On July 5, 2025, a beam of high-energy particles pierced the sun, instantly draini...
"I'm sorry, I... I'll never do it again." She apologized softly, her voice trembling slightly.
Seeing this, the staff gently patted her on the shoulder: "To err is human, to forgive divine. Remember, cherishing food is cherishing our shared future."
Lin Lele nodded emphatically upon hearing this.
Chen Yu was stunned by what he saw. When he saw Lin Lele walking back, he finally came to his senses, coughed lightly, and said to Qiao Meng and the others with a serious expression, "Did you all hear that? We should take Lin Lele as a negative example and constantly remind ourselves not to waste food."
Then, he forced himself to continue eating the food he hadn't finished on his plate.
Actually, when he saw Lin Lele go to pour out the food, he was tempted to do the same. He thought that since there weren't many people in the cafeteria at this time, no one would notice if he poured out some food. But Lin Lele's experience made him instantly give up that idea.
He didn't want to be scolded by the cafeteria staff like Lin Lele had. Of course, if he revealed his identity, he could avoid being scolded.
But he couldn't bear the embarrassment. As the leader of the Tianyu Base, he knew that his every action would set an example for others, especially in such a public setting.
Therefore, even though he already felt quite full from the food on his plate, he was determined to finish it.
Qiao Meng, who was standing to the side, seemed to notice Chen Yu's embarrassment. She chuckled and said, "Mr. Chen Yu, I feel like I'm still a little hungry. Could I have this chicken leg?"
As she spoke, Qiao Meng gracefully stood up and picked up a chicken leg from Chen Yu's plate.
“Me too,” Li Wanqing chimed in, smiling as she looked at Chen Yu’s plate, seemingly quite interested in the food inside.
"The food at our Daxia School is still the best. Mr. Chen, could I have some too?" Zhang Zihan blinked her big eyes and looked at Chen Yu expectantly, as if the food on Chen Yu's plate was a rare delicacy.
Upon hearing this, Chen Yu felt a warm current flow through his heart and smiled, "Alright, alright, since everyone likes it, let's share it together."
As he spoke, Chen Yu picked up his plate and distributed the remaining food to everyone.
"Chen Yu, I didn't want to eat your saliva, why are you putting it on my plate?" Yang Yue said with a look of disgust.
Liu Menghan was speechless. She and Yang Yue hadn't said anything from beginning to end, but Chen Yu was so "generous" as to put the food directly on their plates.
"Don't be shy, we're all family here. Everyone eat more, we can't waste food." Chen Yu laughed, seemingly not minding Yang Yue's disdain at all. Chen Yu continued to distribute the food on the plate to everyone, leaving not even a little bit of soup.
"Chen Yu, you really are 'generous'!" Yang Yue said, but she had already picked up her chopsticks, ready to taste the food Chen Yu shared, a mischievous smile on her face.
Looking at the food that had just been "divided" onto her plate, Li Hongling was somewhat at a loss: "Mr. Chen, I..."
"Ah~? I'm so sorry, Minister Li, I didn't notice and just put some on your plate too." Chen Yu then noticed Li Hongling's plate and looked embarrassed. "If it's really not okay, you can just throw it away."
Upon hearing this, Li Hongling gently shook her head, a gentle smile on her face: "It's alright, Mr. Chen. Food is precious, especially in our world where resources are limited."
As she spoke, she ignored Chen Yu's drool and began to eat heartily.
When Lin Lele returned and saw this scene, she was furious. She had been scolded and originally wanted to see Chen Yu make a fool of himself, but she never expected that he would resolve this "food crisis" so easily!
"If I had known, I should have shared the food with them! Not only would I have avoided embarrassment, but it would have also shown my generosity!" Lin Lele thought with a pang of regret.