Yan Qi, who had just sat back down on the bench and was already eating, was speechless.

Jiang Si turned her head and grinned at him triumphantly.

You bastard, you deserved to be tricked and schemed against me.

Yan Qi, filled with grief and indignation, grabbed a bowl and decided to serve himself, ignoring the two infuriating old men and young children.

However, before his hand could even touch the soup spoon, Gong Ming knocked it away with his chopsticks: "Wait, let me take a picture first."

With such delicious food in front of you, why not take a picture instead of eating?

When did Master become so difficult to deal with?

Jiang Si obediently withdrew her hand, adjusted her personal computer, took a picture of the food on the table, added a caption, and sent it to Agares.

Gongming took 360-degree photos of all eight dishes, as well as close-up photos of each dish individually. Only after taking all the photos was Yan Qi allowed to start eating.

Yan Qi picked up a beef meatball and put it in his mouth. It had a bouncy texture and was very chewy, with no fishy taste at all.

The aroma of scallions and ginger permeates the meat, making it less unpleasant to eat; instead, it's like the meaty fragrance explodes in your mouth.

Yan Qi chewed and swallowed, lamenting how he could have given up such delicious meat to eat nutritional supplements and nutrient solutions for so many years.

When he picked up the second meatball, there were only egg flowers floating in the beef meatball soup pot; there wasn't a single meatball left.

Looking at the other dishes, his master swept through like a whirlwind, leaving nothing but desolation; of the original eight dishes, there were hardly any left.

Yan Qi, holding his chopsticks, said with difficulty, "I haven't eaten yet, Master..."

Gong Ming let out a burp, put down his bowl, and pulled out a toothpick from somewhere. While picking his teeth, he said, "As the saying goes, if you don't eat with enthusiasm, you'll never amount to anything."

"You're not even enthusiastic about eating, no wonder you're still a nobody, just the head of the planting department."

Yan Qi, the incompetent head of the plant science department, was so angry he was about to throw his chopsticks down.

Jiang Si handed the dish she had snatched to Yan Qi, knowing full well that he wouldn't actually slam his chopsticks down, and said smugly, "Respect the elderly and care for the young, don't get angry, don't get angry."

Yan Qi looked at the dishes in front of him, then at the shredded ginger, and said angrily, "In such a short time, you old man, you've stolen so much?"

The master is no longer called.

They just call him "old thing" now.

It's a miracle he wasn't driven to death by anger.

Jiang Si smiled smugly, flattered Yan Qi like a lackey, and said proudly, "That's right. As a student of the teacher, you must actively follow in the teacher's footsteps and respond to the teacher's call. You must eat actively, otherwise you will be a disgrace to the teacher."

Yan Qi choked on a mouthful of blood: "You..."

"Forget about you and me, hurry up and eat the meat." Jiang Si picked up a rib and stuffed it into his mouth, silencing him: "Don't talk while eating, eat."

Yan Qi fiercely tore a piece of meat off the bone, puffed out his cheeks, and angrily chewed the meat as if it were some kind of little rascal, ginger shreds.

Gong Ming, disgusted with Wan Yanqi, finished shaving his teeth, rinsed his mouth, and pulled out two pieces of paper from his spatial button. He used to call him "little kid," but now he changed his address. "Come on, little darling, this is your certificate for skipping the second grade. I've already signed it. After you sign it, find Dempsey to sign it to process the grade skipping, and you'll be a second-grade student."

“This is your proof of representing the entire culinary department. Your authority is equal to mine. Go to Dempsey and ask him to change your badge so you can freely enter and leave the Fifth Military Academy.”

The delicious-smelling meat in his mouth suddenly lost its appeal, and he couldn't continue eating: "Teacher, you're being unfair! Am I still your student?"

Gong Ming didn't even glance at him: "Little darling, don't listen to his nonsense. You're my only student now. How could this shameless freeloader be my student?"

Yan Qi, the shameless freeloader: "..."

"Teacher, you're right. How could someone like this, who shamelessly freeloads, possibly be your student?" Jiang Si took the two sheets of paper as proof and, together with Gong Ming, looked down on Yan Qi: "Am I the only student you have now?"

This old man in front of me is incredibly cute.

He is a plant-based healer of at least level 7.

If I become his student, and his identity is ever exposed, he can still cover for me – that's a huge win.

Gong Ming pointed at Yan Qi: "To make up for my youthful ignorance and blindness, I expelled such good-for-nothing disciples from the sect long ago."

"My little darling, you are my only student. Everyone else is just dirt, you are the shining star. Come on, let's exchange computer numbers, then you can finish class. Go find Demps, and then go have fun. I'll send you a message later about what classes you need or what you need."

get out of class is over already?

Teachers in the interstellar era are indeed quite wild.

“Okay, teacher.” Jiang Si extended her wrist, which was holding the quantum computer, and exchanged quantum computer numbers with Gong Ming. She stood up to leave, glanced at the unused ingredients in the classroom, and asked, “Teacher, do you still want these ingredients in the classroom?”

Gong Ming narrowed his eyes: "Little darling, you want it?"

Jiang Si nodded heavily and said sweetly, "Today was too rushed, and I didn't have time to cook all the ingredients here for the teacher."

"I was thinking, since these ingredients are just going to go to waste anyway, I'll take them back to my dorm, cook something delicious, and have the robot deliver them to you."

What a sweet little darling.

He's much better than the good-for-nothing Yan Qi.

Gong Ming waved his hand and said, "Take it, take it, take it all. Whatever you want to eat later, whether it's something that runs on the ground, flies in the sky, or swims in the water, just send a list to Dempsey and let him buy it."

This is like falling into a sugar trap.

I love this wild teacher!

Choosing to study culinary arts was definitely the right decision.

Not only did the vest cover up the body even more tightly, it also saved money on buying meat.

"Thank you, teacher." Jiang Si thanked Gong Ming, and like Japanese soldiers entering a village, she took all the ingredients, seasonings, and several pots that she was comfortable using from the classroom and stuffed them into her spatial storage.

After finishing, he took out apples, tangerines, and grapes from his spatial storage and placed them in front of Gong Ming: "Teacher, please enjoy your food. I'm going to find Dempsey now. See you later."

After saying that, he ran off in a flash.

Faster than a rabbit.

Yan Qi saw the bright red apples, the golden oranges, and the beautiful purplish grapes in front of his master and reached out to take them.

Gong Ming casually scooped up the items and swept them into his personal storage, leaving only an apple.

"Master, you've gone too far! You stole my student and won't even give me an apple!" Yan Qi said angrily. Originally, she was his student, but now she's become his junior sister, and the one who's the master's favorite.

Gong Ming opened his mouth and took a big bite of the apple, then took a picture with his personal terminal: "Why should someone as stupid as you get to eat?"

Yan Qi was annoyed. "Where am I stupid?"

Gong Ming pursed his lips and manipulated his mental power to attack Yan Qi.

Yan Qi felt the powerful mental pressure coming towards him and instinctively dodged, avoiding the mental attack.

Gongming asked, "You hid just now."

Yan Qi said aggrievedly, "Your mental power is attacking me. If I don't dodge, I'll just wait to die."

Gong Ming chuckled: "That's the difference between you and Xiao Guaiguai. She doesn't dodge."

Yan Qi exclaimed in disbelief and shock, "Teacher, your mental power has mutated. It is no longer purely healing, but its attack power is greater than its healing power."

"If she doesn't dodge, either her level is higher than yours, or your mental power has mutated back to normal. No, you just attacked me with offensive mental power, so her level is higher than yours?"

Gong Ming angrily reached out and slapped him on the back of the head: "I told you you're stupid, but you still won't admit it. This isn't a mutation in my mental power; it's that my plant-type mental power has reached level 8."

“Level 8 mental power is not a mutation. I guess it will tend to materialize. Previously, it could only be used for healing. Once it tends to materialize, it can be transformed into blades to attack others.”

Yan Qi was stunned for a moment: "Mental power can be materialized?"

Gong Ming nodded: "I'm just guessing. In the history we know, there is no such thing, but in ancient Earth legends, there is."

Yan Qi snapped out of his reverie and frowned: "From ancient Earth legends?"

“That’s right!” Gong Ming said, “More than 3,000 years ago, our ancestors crossed the Milky Way and went to ancient Earth.”

"Back then, the ancient Earth was experiencing a zombie apocalypse, and the spiritual power catalyzed by the strong included lightning, wind, water, and strength elements, etc."

"The strongest individuals can materialize their mental energy, transforming it into any weapon they desire to attack whomever they wish."

Yan Qi asked, "Where did you learn about this legend from more than 3,000 years ago? Why have I never heard of it before?"

Gong Ming rolled his eyes like an old child and said disdainfully, "What do you think I've been doing all these years? There are plenty of things you haven't heard of."

Yan Qi was used to being disliked, so he shamelessly corrected him: "You've been holed up in the Fifth Military Academy for so many years and haven't done anything."

Gong Ming snorted and glared, "Who said I didn't do anything? Didn't I just take in a good little darling?"

Yan Qi poured cold water on the idea: "Your goodness, you also know a level 7 plant healer? Who knows, he might be just like you, wearing a giant disguise and acting like a pushover."

Upon hearing this, Gong Ming grinned and said, "That's great. No matter what disguise she wears, as long as she's a top-notch cook and can get her hands on natural plants, I'll cover for her."

Has the old man gone mad?

If he were to reveal his true identity, he would definitely be asked to leave by the central government of the empire and be put in charge of the Central Gene Hospital, which would exhaust him.

And a safety net?

Should I use a spatula to scoop up the bottom?

Yan Qi coughed lightly: "Master, I've always wanted to ask, why did you hide here and pretend to be a missing person?"

Gong Ming glanced towards the door and beckoned to him with his finger.

Yan Qi came closer.

Gong Ming grabbed the back of his neck, pulled him close, and said in a low voice, "After years of observation and research, I have discovered that the power contained in naturally occurring, unmutated foods can heal genetic damage."

Yan Qi's heart was shaken, as if a turbulent river had been stirred.

Gong Ming continued, "Moreover, eating food for a long time, whether it's natural food or mutated beast meat, can make one's mental energy purer, so I suspect it might even increase fertility."

"What?" Yan Qi exclaimed in surprise, then covered his mouth and asked in a sneaky whisper, "Is there any research data?"

“There is no data to support this!” Gong Ming’s cloudy eyes flashed with shrewdness: “This is also my guess, which is why I’m hiding here, thinking of waiting for a student who can cook to lead the whole nation to abandon nutrient solutions and supplements and switch to eating food.”

“When you told me that Xiaoguai is ‘Jiangsi is not a corpse,’ I felt that she came at the right time. I watched several of her live broadcasts. She is very engaging. Her lemon pickled chicken feet sold out.”

"Previously, the auspicious fruit from the Fifth Military Academy was very red and disliked by many people. Now that she's selling it, many people still can't buy it. During her live stream this afternoon, I checked the online data and saw a significant increase in sales of spare ribs and pork chops."

Upon hearing his master's words, Yan Qi had a bold conjecture in his mind and blurted out, "According to what you're saying, Jiang Si's excellent cooking skills must be due to her lifelong eating habits. We don't have data now, but if we bring her to the lab, she'll be the most readily available data!"