Because of that cold dinner, when they returned to the dormitory, Zhang Yang specifically reminded Yue Yun, "From now on, wake me up when it's mealtime. Food doesn't taste good once it's gone cold."
Yue Yun hesitated upon hearing this. "Yes, Officer... Officer, do you really want me to wake you from cultivation? Won't that disturb your cultivation?"
Walking ahead, Zhang Yang casually said, "Cultivation that can be interrupted isn't important. Important cultivation cannot be easily interrupted."
Yue Yun understood and nodded. "Yes, Officer."
An idle post was dull and uneventful. During his first week in the navy, Zhang Yang's life followed a simple routine: rest in the dormitory, cultivate in the office. That was all.
Because of Zhang Yang's age, his letter of appointment, and his voluntary transfer into an idle post, his name rapidly spread throughout the Vast Sea City Military District. Other than fleet personnel out on Patrol Missions, everyone had already heard of Zhang Yang.
Precisely because of that, although Zhang Yang had already been on the job for a week, no one came to disturb him, as though he did not exist at all.
That was simply how idle posts worked. They could not take part in office struggles, nor did they need to.
Still, this allowed Zhang Yang to focus wholeheartedly on what he wanted to do and devote all his energy to cultivation.
However, one week later, just as Zhang Yang sat cross-legged atop his desk and cultivated seriously, Qin Bing and Yue Yun pushed open the door and woke him from his cultivation state.
"What? Is it time to eat?" Zhang Yang asked Yue Yun after waking.
"Officer, the Captain's Administrative Office just sent word that there will be a regular meeting in the Conference Room at four o'clock. It's almost time.