After telling his roommates about his thrilling experiences at the stadium, Chengzhu rubbed his stomach: "I'm so hungry. It's already past 2 p.m. I wonder if the cafeteria at Slote High School still serves food."
When Cheng Zhu was in high school, the cafeteria would stop serving food after mealtimes, and students would have to buy bread from the convenience store to fill their stomachs.
“Slot High School isn’t a high school, it’s a high school, more like an ancient university if you had to say,” Alice emphasized. “The key to a high school is that it’s high-level – the teaching standards are high-level, the facilities are high-level, and the students are high-level. It’s no exaggeration to say that if you have money, you can buy anything here. If it weren’t for the current severe virus outbreak outside, the school could even accept food delivery orders.”
"Shall we go to the cafeteria first?"
In fact, not only Chengzhu was hungry, but Mary, who had been waiting outside for almost two hours, was also hungry. However, she had been too worried about Chengzhu to think about it at the time. Now that Chengzhu brought it up herself, Mary suddenly felt hungry as well.
“Okay, let me check what the cafeteria at Slot High School is serving today.” Alice immediately started scrambling in the air.
Compared to Alice's optimism, Cheng Zhu was clearly pessimistic about the future: "If the stadium is like this, I think the cafeteria will probably be invaded by the virus too. Maybe then there will be a whole bunch of rules telling us that we can't eat this or that..."
"Absolutely not, food is the most important thing for people."
Alice gave Cheng Zhu a very serious look, then started looking at the menu again, thinking about what to eat later.
After walking a few steps with the two, Chengzhu couldn't help but say, "Um, Alice, could you send me the recipe link too? I'd like to take a look as well."
So, the person looking at the menu as they walked became two people.
Mary was somewhat speechless: "Aren't you afraid that if you walk like this, there will be a pit in front of you and you'll fall right in? Or there will be a tree in front of you and you'll run into it?"
“Don’t worry, my AI will remind me,” Alice replied without looking up.
Cheng Zhu's answer was even simpler: "If there really was something, you would have reminded me, so I can notice your movements out of the corner of my eye. If you stop, I will stop too, and nothing will happen."
Mary was speechless for a moment.
The cafeteria at Slot High School wasn't far from the stadium, which is why the three of them walked there. Although Cheng Zhu kept saying she was exhausted, she suddenly straightened up and declared that she could walk another ten kilometers whenever the other two suggested they could "spend a little money to use a teleportation array to get there directly."
The stadium's location was probably designed with the concept of "if you get tired from exercising, you can go straight to eat," so they arrived at the cafeteria entrance in less than five minutes.
Looking up at the cafeteria, which resembles a hamburger, the exterior walls, apart from the steel frame, are almost entirely made of transparent glass, making it easy to see the students eating inside. They all look... Although strangely shaped, considering this is a smart city, Cheng Zhu felt it was quite reasonable.
Cheng Zhu looked up and roughly counted that the restaurant had about five floors: hamburger buns on the first floor, meat patties on the second floor, vegetables on the third floor, cheese slices on the fourth floor, and hamburger tops on the top floor. Each floor was surrounded by glass of a different color.
Like the communal kitchen, the restaurant entrance also had a rule sheet that was mostly empty. The rules were the same old stuff: no noise, no fighting, and orderly queuing. The rest was left unfinished, but it was clear that the restaurant was still safe, so no new rules had been added.
As Cheng Zhu entered, she couldn't help but look around. The fresh air made her feel safer than she had in a long time.
“I’ve already said, eating is important. No matter what, the school won’t let the cafeteria fall into disrepair so easily. You can run less during morning exercises, but you can’t skip meals.” Alice winked mischievously at her from the side.
"Shall we eat on the second floor? I heard that food at Slote isn't cheap."
Unlike Cheng Zhu, who had nothing to offer, Mary had done her homework before the entrance exam. She was somewhere between Alice and Christine, lacking both the backing of a wealthy noble family and the free admission privileges of a heir. She had to spend both money and brains to successfully squeeze in.
Of course, both of them are also hardworking and eager to learn, and are not the kind of people who simply lie around and enjoy life. This led Mary to make a promise to get to know them better.
Alice understood Mary's meaning even without mind-reading abilities, and smiled as she agreed, "Okay."
Indeed, Alice is very rich.
But Mary also had her dignity, and her pride wouldn't allow her to constantly freeload off Alice. What did Alice's wealth have to do with Mary Sue?
As for her classmate Christine, Mary did not intend to interfere with her choice, mainly because Mary knew that Christine was probably not well-off, as it was extremely rare for suburban immigrants to become rich before even starting school.
Mary recalls only one suburban immigrant who did it, and now he's been written into textbooks as a living example.
It is said that when suburban immigrants first arrived in the city, they all lived in apartments and had to cook their own meals. Not only did they not have their own home robots, but even their personal AI devices were generic models. Therefore, they had to eat in communal kitchens.
If it's Christine...
Mary glanced at Cheng Zhu's face subtly, wondering if she would even spend Alice's money on meals.
Cheng Zhu hadn't thought about any of that. In her mind, she wouldn't be staying for more than a few days anyway, and after clearing the level, she could return to Future Star and feast to her heart's content. The Chosen Ones of the Nine Provinces Kingdom were always treated very well; living they were warriors, and dying they were martyrs. Her Nine Provinces Kingdom was famous for its cuisine, so wouldn't it be much better than the food in this lousy Wisdom City?
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