The American and South Korean players who had stolen their fruit were somewhat guilty, as they still had the fruit they had just taken from these four people on their backs.

Lin Zhiluo glared at them angrily, but the American and South Korean athletes, no matter how guilty they felt, wouldn't show it on their faces.

After Lin Zhiluo and the other three left, they still came in, as it was getting late and there was nowhere else to stay.

As soon as the four of them sat down, the doors and windows, which had been working normally, suddenly closed tightly.

The American contestants were startled; they couldn't open the door or the window, and could only curse and swear.

Lin Zhilu looked at them with sympathy: "How come you have such a poor vocabulary for swearing, and your impotent rage looks quite funny."

Lin Zhiluo spoke the truth, but the people of America and those who support America couldn't hold back anymore.

[This Lin Zhiluo is really funny. Our contestant just stole her fruit, she can't even protect what's her own, so how dare she comment on our contestant?]

[How come stealing things is now considered perfectly justified, especially since Luoluo wasn't even serious.]

When will Lin Zhiluo withdraw from the competition? Ugh, just looking at her is so annoying.

[If you find it annoying, don't watch it. But I do enjoy watching South Korea fawn over American athletes. I hope you keep doing it.]

The comments on the live chat have no effect on the contestants.

Looking at the four contestants, Lin Zhiluo turned to Yu An and asked, "They're all so energetic, when will the fruit start to take effect?"

"It will take at least half an hour and at most an hour, don't worry," Yu An said.

Lin Zhilu nodded: "That puts my mind at ease. I don't think things will calm down here until tomorrow morning. They'll be making a ruckus again tonight."

Qi Zhiyang looked at Lin Zhiluo: "What's here?"

Lin Zhilu shook her head: "I don't know. They haven't come out. They've hidden their presence very well, but they're quite formidable."

Yan Lianxiang also came over, staring at the South Korean player: "Lin Zhiluo, do you think it would be embarrassing if we went up and snatched the fruit from the South Korean player's hand?"

"Yes!" Lin Zhiluo said firmly.

"Because those fruits were stolen from my senior sister by them."

Yu An leaned over and whispered, "This fruit is sweet and delicious, but it gives you diarrhea, really bad diarrhea."

Yan Lianxiang immediately abandoned his idea of ​​stealing fruit. They were now trapped here, and it would be terrible if they needed to go to the toilet but had nowhere to relieve themselves.

Lin Zhilu got up and took a stroll around the area; so far, everything seemed normal.

She went into the kitchen, opened the refrigerator, and found it contained normal food.

"Qi Zhiyang." Lin Zhiluo immediately called Qi Zhiyang over.

Qi Zhiyang looked at the food inside with some shock: "It's actually real."

Lin Zhilu pushed Qi Zhiyang into the kitchen: "While there is food now, make a simple fried rice, enough for eight people. I will protect you from the wind and rain outside."

Lin Zhiluo's current craving for food is enough to make her stronger.

After discovering food in the kitchen, the contestants from South Korea and the United States came over, and the contestants from Japan also gathered around.

Lin Zhilu thought for a moment and said, "First come, first served. We found the food in the kitchen first, so it's your turn after we finish cooking."

"You're being unreasonable," Haruyama Akira of Japan rebuked.

“Yes.” Lin Zhiluo nodded. “What if you get in and push our people out? You’ve always been unreasonable.”

"Hey, aren't you Chinese the most friendly and peace-loving people?"

"Yes, but the person cooking inside is making his specialty dishes. What if you steal them and claim they're from your own country? That won't do."

"Nonsense, when have we ever done such a thing? Those are all things from our Great Korean country."

"Oh, can you give me an example?"

The people of South Korea were caught off guard and could only retreat silently in the end.

People from the US always put their own interests first. When the American came forward, Lin Zhiluo immediately took off the translator that Yan Lianxiang had just given her.

Then, no matter what the Americans were saying, she kept saying, "I don't understand, my translator is broken."

This happened several times, but the Americans still couldn't get in.

I disagreed with Professor Lin's decision to retire from the literary world at the time.

Regardless of the outcome, I'm already very satisfied. At least what I've been watching with Teacher Lin has been a truly enjoyable experience.

[Yes, yes, Lin Zhiluo, a rather slender girl, never lost an argument when she blocked the kitchen doorway, just by her imposing presence.]

[Did you notice that when Lin Zhiluo was debating with the group of scholars, the handsome young man cooking in the kitchen looked incredibly proud? What's their relationship?]

Qi Zhiyang put the cooked rice directly into the refrigerator. Originally, leftover rice was the best, but there was no leftover rice available now.

Qi Zhiyang chopped a lot of side dishes for fried rice because there were eight people to eat, and he wanted to make extra for breakfast the next morning.

Once the side dishes were chopped and the rice had cooled down enough, the fried rice was ready in no time. At the same time, Qi Zhiyang also had time to make a soup and prepare a cold dish.

When Qi Zhiyang stopped, Lin Zhiluo, Bai Sixing, and Yu An quickly started serving rice and dishes.

Lin Zhiluo stayed by the dining table and watched. If anyone came over, she would glare at them and not give them a chance to take it.

The Koreans who originally stole the fruit wanted to repeat their old tricks, trapping Lin Zhiluo while the Koreans stole the food.

But this time it's different. The fruit was Lin Zhiluo's calculated move, but now no one can touch the food.

Lin Zhiluo broke through the shackles of the American athlete with a single punch.

For the South Korean players, each of them was given a low-level Five Thunder Talisman.

"Boom boom!" Two small bolts of lightning struck the South Korean athletes, who fell to the ground, too exhausted to fight back.

Lin Zhilu looked at the Korean lying on the ground: "Why didn't you change 'steal' to 'rob'?"

The American contestant stared wide-eyed; they hadn't expected this seemingly beautiful but otherwise unremarkable Chinese woman to break through their restraints with a single punch.

"Senior Sister, just hang in there a little longer, we'll be done soon," Bai Sixing called out.

In the blink of an eye, Qi Zhiyang and his two companions had cleaned the kitchen just like before. Yan Lianxiang and the other three were dumbfounded. The four of them worked together so well that it made them look completely useless. Now, they couldn't even keep up with the speed of cleaning the kitchen?

"Let's eat." They restored the kitchen to its original state, and the Japanese athletes immediately rushed in, relieved to see there was still food in the refrigerator.

The room was filled with the aroma of food, and the contestants from South Korea, Japan, and the United States were swallowing their saliva frantically. It was surprising that China had someone cooking this time.

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