"Since the host's current environment is not suitable for real-world simulation training, we have specially activated the virtual space. When the host enters the virtual space, the real world will appear to be in a deep sleep. Furthermore, the time difference between the virtual space and reality is 10:1. In order to complete the mission as quickly as possible, please cheer up!"
"System, didn't you say before that skills can be upgraded automatically? Why can't I see the skill progress?" Luo Yu asked.
"Every time you check the progress, you need to consume some attribute points. This time is a special case, so the Lun family will not accept the host's attribute points. It will be considered an extra gift." The system called up Luo Yu's skill progress.
Skills: Photographic Memory (Advanced) Progress: 100%, Cooking (Intermediate) Progress: 33%, Music (Advanced) 100%, Calligraphy (Intermediate) 10%. Checking skill progress actually requires consuming attribute points? This is too much of a pitfall for the host. Luo Yu discovered that since the system upgraded to the intermediate level, it has become increasingly stingy.
"Okay, the skill progress has been checked. Host, please start cooking training now."
The scene shifted, and Luo Yu appeared in a large kitchen. It was stocked with utensils, vegetables, and meats. He picked up a tomato, and it felt just like the real thing. This virtual space was truly powerful. Surprisingly, there was a large window on the other side of the kitchen. Walking over, Luo Yu saw through the glass that many people were sitting at the dining table outside. There were men, women, and children of all ages.
"System, what's going on?" This scene reminded Luo Yu of his own restaurant.
The system explained, "In order to allow the host to complete the task as quickly as possible, we have specially simulated various types of humans on the Blue Planet. The host needs to complete the dishes they requested. Pressure is the driving force. The organization is optimistic about you!"
"Then let's get started." There were all kinds of people, which meant they had all kinds of requests. No matter how difficult it was, Luo Yu wouldn't back down. But when he really heard what those people wanted, Luo Yu couldn't help but feel overwhelmed.
"I'm allergic to seafood, but I love eating seafood. Can you make a seafood meal that I'm not allergic to?"
"Hey boy, my teeth are not good. I can't eat spicy food. My teeth hurt when I eat spicy food. But now I just want to eat spicy hot pot. Can you tell me how to make it so that I don't have a toothache?"
"Handsome guy, I've had a lot of pimples on my face recently. Can you make a dish that can get rid of the pimples after eating it?"
"Big brother, I like grandpa to come eat with me, but the food grandpa eats is too salty. I don't like it. Can you make a dish that is salty when grandpa eats it but not salty when I eat it?"
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Luo Yu: “…”
These people's requests were extremely demanding, and some even mistook him for a doctor. The task was truly difficult.
The next day, when Luo Yu got up, it was already eight o'clock in the morning. Although he had enough sleep, Luo Yu felt more tired than ever before. It was really that the people in the virtual space were too difficult to deal with. He cooked dishes for eight hours in the space and barely met the requirements of one person. Fortunately, he would not feel hungry in the virtual space. As for the progress, he did not know because he had no attribute points to check, but judging from what he had completed yesterday, there would be no increase in progress.
After encountering the system, everything went smoothly. This was the first time Luo Yu had encountered such a series of setbacks. Seeing his carefully prepared dishes rejected time and time again was too depressing. But did he think Luo Yu would give up? No, in Luo Yu's dictionary, the word "give up" did not exist.
"What's wrong? Didn't you sleep well last night?" Mo Han saw dark circles under Luo Yu's eyes and couldn't help but frown. He clearly slept well last night and hadn't woken up yet, so why did he still have dark circles? He also looked a little listless.
"It's okay, I just had a dream." He didn't know if it was an illusion. Although Luo Yu fell into a deep sleep last night, he seemed to vaguely smell the scent of Mo Han. It must be because they were in the same room.
No one knew Luo Yu's sleep pattern last night better than Mo Han. After hearing Luo Yu's words, he didn't ask any more questions and changed the subject, "Wait a minute, Sun Minghao and the others will be here, you go to school with them. Your injury hasn't healed yet, so you don't have to go to the freshman military training."
After the stitches were removed, he touched the wound, which looked a bit hideous, like a centipede. On the surface, it didn't seem to have healed yet, but Luo Yu knew that the wound was no longer painful and had healed well inside. Freshman military training was the best time for new students to get along with each other. Missing it would be the biggest regret of their college life.
"I will go to the military training, and I will do my best." There were military trainings in junior high school and high school, but Luo Yu missed both times due to illness. He didn't want to miss the last military training.
"I'll talk to you about this when I get back." Mo Han finished his last bite of breakfast and went to the company. Because he had transferred a lot of people back to the head office in Kyoto, he still had a lot of things to do today.
After Luo Yu waited for half an hour, Sun Minghao and the other two finally arrived.
Sun Minghao, already quite dark, had become even darker. Zhou Jiazhi, originally quite fair-skinned, with the potential to be a pretty boy, had now become a tan, giving him a more masculine look, though he still wore a gentle smile. Zhou Jiahao, on the other hand, had become noticeably thinner. His foot injury hadn't been serious to begin with, but after two weeks, he was able to jump around.
"Luo Yu, what do you think of my weight loss results?" As soon as he saw Luo Yu, Zhou Jiahao couldn't help showing off his weight loss results.
"Yeah, I've lost weight." Luo Yu took a careful look and nodded.
"That's right. I couldn't eat snacks or meat for two weeks. Don't you know how hard it was for me? If this doesn't produce any results, I really want to find a piece of tofu and kill myself." As soon as he sat down, Zhou Jiahao began to complain to Luo Yu, "Now that my foot is healed, I still have to exercise. I did 300 sit-ups this morning and I almost couldn't get up. My waist is still sore!"
Although Zhou Jiahao kept complaining, he never said he was going to give up. It seemed like he was determined to lose weight this time. After the kidnapping incident, he must still be feeling a bit scared. Judging from his weight loss results, Luo Yu could still see his hard work.
"I look forward to the day when your fat turns into muscle."
Luo Yu's words were a great encouragement. Zhou Jiahao rushed over and said, "Luo Yu, you are my soulmate and confidant."
Although Zhou Jiahao has lost a lot of weight, he is still a fat man. When he pounced on him, Luo Yu reflexively dodged. Then Zhou Jiahao felt wronged, "Luo Yu, you still dislike me, don't you?"
"No." Luo Yu said lightly.
"Then give me a hug." Zhou Jiahao stretched out his hands. He tried so many times, but Luo Yu dodged them every time. Zhou Jiahao was unwilling to give up.
The round face with a flat mouth looked at him with a sense of grievance. Luo Yu felt a little reluctant. He took a step forward to show his agreement.
"Wow, I finally meet you, Luo Yu. It's great that you don't dislike me." Zhou Jiahao was so happy that he hugged Luo Yu all of a sudden. He exerted force with his arms, and Luo Yu frowned for a moment, but soon returned to normal.
"Zhou Jiahao...are you childish? You are so old, yet you still play such childish games." Sun Minghao couldn't stand it anymore, so he stepped forward, pulled Zhou Jiahao away, and rescued Luo Yu.
"Are you okay?" The careful Zhou Jiazhi just happened to see the fleeting frown on Luo Yu's face, and then thought of the injury on Luo Yu's arm. He thought that Zhou Jiahao had accidentally touched Luo Yu's wound just now.
"It's okay." Luo Yu shook his head without changing his expression.
Sun Minghao and Zhou Jiahao finally reacted. Sun Minghao slapped Zhou Jiahao on the head and said, "You're courting death, aren't you? Don't you know Luo Yu is injured?"
Zhou Jiahao also knew that he was wrong, and quickly apologized to Luo Yu with an apologetic look on his face, "Luo Yu, I'm really sorry, I didn't mean it. How is your injury? Let me take a look." After saying that, he went up to check the injury on Luo Yu's arm.
"No need, it's really okay." Luo Yu took a step back.
"Let's see, what if the wound splits?" Zhou Jiazhi looked worried.
"Yes, don't let us worry." Sun Minghao also continued.
Seeing the concerned looks in the eyes of the three of them, Luo Yu felt warm in his heart, and then he took the initiative to lift his sleeve. The wound was located higher on his arm, and the short sleeves of his summer clothes could cover it if they were longer. The wound was a little ugly, but it was not a big deal. It was just that Zhou Jiahao accidentally pressed on it, so it hurt a little.
Seeing that the wound was fine, Sun Minghao and the other two breathed a sigh of relief. Zhou Bo, who had just finished trimming the potted plants in the backyard, came in and saw the three of them surrounding Luo Yu to check his wound. He thought something was wrong with Luo Yu's wound and hurried over to him anxiously, saying, "What's wrong? Has Young Master Luo's wound worsened?"
"It's okay, Uncle Zhou." Luo Yu slightly turned sideways to let Uncle Zhou take a look at his wound. "The wound is healing well. The soups Uncle Zhou made are very useful."
"That's good. Two wild snakehead fish were delivered this morning. I'll make a pot of snakehead fish soup for Young Master Luo at noon. Snakehead fish soup is very helpful in healing wounds." Uncle Zhou looked at his watch and continued, "It's getting late. Young Masters, you should report to school early."
"Okay, thank you, Uncle Zhou." Luo Yu took his things and followed Sun Minghao and the other two out.
"Come, Luo Yu, sit behind me. Today I'll show you what speed is." Sun Minghao handed a helmet to Luo Yu and then got on the black motorcycle. Zhou Jiahao also got on Zhou Jiazhi's blue motorcycle.
Seeing Luo Yu looking at his car, Sun Minghao said proudly: "How about it, isn't my car cool? This is a gift from my mother. Men should ride this kind of car. Those Ferraris and BMWs are outdated."
Luo Yu put on his helmet and said, "Your car has been modified, right?"
"That's right. I spent tens of thousands of Chinese yuan to modify this car. My dad almost beat me up. Sit tight and let's go." After Sun Minghao put on his helmet and stepped on the gas, the car immediately took off.
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