Outside the cafeteria, the piercing whistle sounded once more!
Swish—!
Before Lin Qiye could react, the seven members of Mask Squad in front of him had already sprung to their feet and bolted outside.
After Vortex ran two steps, he suddenly came to his senses.
"Wait, that's not right. We're not recruits anymore... Why are we running?"
"...Conditioned reflex." King Mask scratched his head and glanced around the hall. Seeing all the recruits staring at them, he coughed awkwardly. "Well... let's keep eating. Keep eating..."
The members of Mask Squad sat back down and continued eating as though nothing had happened.
The recruits withdrew their gazes and instinctively looked at the clock on the wall. Only ten minutes had passed since they began eating, and there was still plenty of time before the twenty-minute limit...
Why had the whistle blown again?!
Still, they set down their steamed buns and rushed toward the training ground. After all, no one wanted to run a few extra laps for being late.
Choking on a plain steamed bun, Baili Pangpang frantically pounded his chest, waved at Lin Qiye, then turned and ran outside.
"I'll head out first. You guys keep eating," Lin Qiye said as he turned around.
"Mm, go on." King Mask smiled faintly. "The next time we meet, it'll be outside Training Camp."
"You're leaving?"
"Yeah. Another 'Sea' Realm Mystery has appeared in the north. We'll head over once we finish eating."
"All right. I wish you a victorious return."
Lin Qiye waved to them and quickly ran out of the cafeteria.
Once everyone had left the cafeteria, the surroundings abruptly fell silent.
"Ah, without the jealous stares of the recruits, even the food doesn't taste as good." Vortex put down his chopsticks and sighed deeply.
"...What terrible taste." Balance rolled his