Early the next morning, Wang Xiaofeng had originally planned to wake Oscar, but seeing him cultivating, he went to the Cafeteria by himself.
However, Tang San had arrived even earlier. Wang Xiaofeng nodded to him, filled a large bowl with rice porridge, took a plate of pickled vegetables, casually grabbed over a dozen Steamed Buns, and set them on the table before digging in.
Tang San looked at Wang Xiaofeng and asked, "Xiaofeng, do you eat this much every time?"
Wang Xiaofeng spoke indistinctly as he ate a Steamed Bun. "This is nothing. I still have some buns I bought last night in my Soul Tool, and I'm planning to eat them later. If the dean hadn't set a limit and forbidden me from eating too much in the Cafeteria, I could eat him into poverty."
"I think this talent of mine is pretty good, so I've been researching how to turn it into a Self-Created Soul Skill, allowing everyone to absorb the nutrients in food faster and more effectively."
Tang San looked interested. "How is the research going?"
"It's too difficult. I think I'm still a long way from succeeding." Wang Xiaofeng scratched his head. After all, his ability to convert energy relied entirely on his martial soul. What he wanted to understand now was the principle behind his martial soul's passive ability.
"I think we can discuss it. I know quite a bit about Human Meridians."
"That's a good idea. What do you think about the meridians here..."
Wang Xiaofeng and Tang San chatted as they ate, and before long, they had launched into an intense discussion. They did not even notice Ma Hongjun, Oscar, and Dai Mubai sitting beside them.
"I knew they'd have something in common to talk about." Dai Mubai watched Wang Xiaofeng and Tang