The dome of the building stood in the sun, the paint on the exterior wall had slightly peeled off, and the step stones were arranged downwards in sequence, reflecting the shadows of the students.
The golden-red clouds connected with the deep end of the sky. The shadows of several old banyan trees were cast obliquely on the walls of the cafeteria, narrating the distant years.
Su Ming'an looked up at the cafeteria with a hint of nostalgia in his eyes. He did not realize that his posture had subconsciously become stiff, just like when he was in school.
"Very good!" Hui Bi's smiling voice interrupted Su Ming'an's gaze: "You got into the character of this [student] very quickly. You are really an excellent protagonist, and you got into the role in a second."
Su Mingan was silent. He was able to relate quickly because he was...
No.
Maybe it was.
He was wearing a white shirt and a bow tie, just like an ordinary student in this school.
The [personality] he set for himself was - [On the surface he was a student, but secretly he was the leader of the Lighthouse Cult that ruled Luowasha and enjoyed supreme worship].
Of course, there is no Lighthouse Church in Luowasha. But [character settings] can be fictional. As long as you are sure that such settings exist, and continue to interpret and perfect them until everyone believes that the Lighthouse Church exists, it will become more and more real. It is said that creators of level B and above can completely turn the fictional settings they write into reality.
"Let's go. We still have more than five hours left. We must help you become a D-level creator before the [Game Day] starts. Only then will you have a certain level of combat power and won't be eaten in the battle royale." Hui Bi said with a smile.
Su Mingan could actually reach a combat power of over 5,000 and defeat a Level 3 God. But looking at the looks in Pudding and Hui Bi's eyes, he decided to continue pretending to be an innocent and harmless jellyfish. After all, who knows what's behind Hui Bi.
Pudding seemed to be very clear about Su Ming'an's past. The structure of the entire Samantri University was very similar to Su Ming'an's former university, although he only stayed in that university for less than a month before the World Game began.
"You go to the cafeteria for breakfast at 7:30 in the morning, and eat at the cafeteria at the east gate at noon. Now it's evening, and you like to eat at the cafeteria at the west gate...right." Pudding stopped and saw the west gate of the school in front of him.
Su Ming'an stared blankly at the cafeteria in front of him that looked familiar yet unfamiliar. No one knew what was revealed in his eyes, perhaps even he himself felt unfamiliar.
"What do you want to eat?" Pudding took out his campus card. In front of them was a window filled with various dishes.
Scrambled eggs with tomatoes, stir-fried pork with green peppers, stir-fried pork with garlic sprouts, sweet and sour pork tenderloin... Su Mingan saw familiar dishes one after another, and he suddenly felt an indescribable complexity.
This feeling made him feel... strange.
"I'm fine with anything, I'm not picky about food." Su Mingan said. In order to play the role of a "student", he had to act like a real student in everything, including eating.
"I'm not picky about food. I like jellyfish." Huibi smiled and pointed to the cafeteria auntie: "This, this, and this."
Huibi pointed to the three cheapest dishes among more than 30 dishes. They were all vegetarian dishes without oil and only had some chopped vegetable leaves that had been mashed into a pulp.
Pudding stared at him with contempt, as if he was looking down on him for being so stingy as to let Su Mingan eat such cheap vegetarian food.
"These three." Hui Bi waved her hand: "I don't want any of them."
The cafeteria aunt's hands froze.
"There are more than 30 other dishes. I'll give you one of each." Hui Bi took out her campus card: "Use whatever you want."
Although his actions were shocking and attracted everyone's attention, Pudding stopped him in time: "What are you doing? We are playing the role of [students]... How can a student eat so much in one meal?"
Huibi was stunned for a moment, then she took back her campus card with regret and carefully selected the three dishes that looked the most delicious.
Su Ming'an kept staring at Hui Bi with subtle eyes, observing whether this person had any conspiracy.
"There's an even more delicious cold dish next to it... Would you like to try this dish?" Huibi set her eyes on the spicy pig ears with coriander in the cold dish next to it. The pig ears were cut into thin slices, accompanied by rosy and plump chili peppers and bright red oil.
"...No coriander." Su Mingan said in a low voice.
"What about this?" Huibi pointed to another dish, which was Houttuynia cordata mixed with spicy beef. The Houttuynia cordata grains dotted on the bright red beef slices made people's fingers clench their fingers.
"...Don't be so rude." Su Mingan said in a low voice.
Huibi was at a loss. The cold dishes either had coriander or watercress in them, so they were all rejected.
Finally, he scooped two scoops of mushroom soup for Su Mingan and Pudding.
Sitting at the table, Hui Bi asked expectantly, "Liu Jin, did you get the new Drama Memory Lenses?"
In order for Su Mingan to be promoted to a D-level Creator, one thing is to write the story to 2,000 words, and now there is still 700 words short, which requires at least two new drama memory lenses. The other thing is to have the "first battle" happen.
Su Mingan glanced at the creation panel and shook his head: "No new Drama Memory Lenses have appeared."
Although his character is a "student", there seems to be nothing worth recording about him coming to the cafeteria to eat, and it cannot be written into the book as a plot.
"Strange..." Hui Bi tapped the desktop with her finger: "For the stories of the Creators, there will be a new trend every few months. Sometimes [Rebirth Stories] are popular, sometimes [Eavesdropping on the Heart] Stories are popular, and sometimes [Simulator Stories] are popular. It depends on the preferences of the World Tree at a certain time. But I have read recent academic journals, and scholars who study the World Tree generally believe that the recent World Tree prefers [Daily Stories], especially [Students' Daily Stories]. Why are our daily plots not recognized by the World Tree as Drama Memory Lenses? Isn't it worth writing into the book..."
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