Blacklisted by the Buffet

The two spoke so quietly that none of the other students heard them. Otherwise, Su Wuming would have become famous for a second time.

When Lin Pangpang heard Su Wuming say he was hungry, he nearly flipped the table. He was already considering canceling their shared lease today.

But they had known each other for more than ten years, so Lin Pangpang decided to make one last attempt to save Su Wuming and straighten him out!

After clearing his throat with a light cough, he lowered his voice again. "Wuming, how about I sponsor you with two hundred yuan? Go arrange someone online. Don't set your standards too high—find someone cheap who charges by the session. With your Strength-type physique, even just once would be a great deal."

This time, Su Wuming nearly flipped the table. Lin Pangpang had completely misunderstood him.

What did he mean, don't set my standards too high and charge by the session? Am I that kind of person?

"Two hundred is too little. I prefer freeloading."

"Go die. Immediately." Lin Pangpang decided to give up treating him.

"Aren't we brothers? Forget that for now. I have a friend who really needs that website you mentioned. Can you explain it in detail?"

"Hehe~"

At that moment, the little boat of friendship capsized without warning.

Su Wuming hurriedly changed the subject and explained that his stomach was hungry—very hungry, desperately hungry, hungry enough to eat an entire cow.

As he spoke, his stomach cooperatively let out a string of growls, surprisingly rhythmic, leaving Lin Pangpang utterly bewildered.

Even the student at the desk in front of him could not help turning around to glance at him.

Were you playing Rhythm Master with me?

"Here! Eat this to hold yourself over. School ends in ten minutes."

Lin Pangpang handed Su Wuming his last remaining supplies: two ham sausages.

Fortunately, their homeroom teacher was not around. She had left after reading out every student's awakened ability aptitude. The moment Su Wuming took the sausages, he impatiently tore and bit open the wrappers before stuffing them into his mouth.

He looked like a starving ghost reborn, devouring both sausages in only three seconds.

"Any more?" Su Wuming smacked his lips twice and asked.

Two were far too few. They did nothing at all. Besides, he had eaten too quickly and forgotten to have Lin Pangpang apply Blood Vitality Infusion to the food.

And that scammy system had never said installing the Rubber Constitution would turn out like this.

Still, Luffy's bottomless appetite had forced Nami to lock up the refrigerator, so what he was experiencing was perfectly normal.

Right now, he urgently needed a massive amount of food energy to replenish his body and bring it to full capacity.

"No. Those were my last reserves. I gave them all to you."

"Fine~~ I'm so hungry..." Helpless, he could only stare fixedly at the classroom clock and watch the seconds crawl by.

Nine minutes...

Seven minutes...

Five minutes...

One minute...

The instant the second hand pointed to twelve and the bell rang, Su Wuming shoved open the window and jumped out.

"Pangpang, see you at the buffet across from the entrance!"

By the time Lin Pangpang heard those words, Su Wuming was already fifty meters away.

"Holy crap! Since when could Wuming run that fast?"

"Damn! Su Wuming jumped off the building!" Someone shouted, and the classroom immediately erupted into chaos.

"Oh my god, why was this guy so determined to die?"

"Hurry and tell the homeroom teacher!"

"What was the number for 120 again?"

For a moment, everyone was shouting something. Some students had already rushed toward the window, only to be stopped by Lin Pangpang.

"Damn it, Lin Pangpang! Your brother jumped off the building! Why are you stopping us instead of him?"

"Uh... everyone, we're on the first floor~"

"..."

The classroom quickly fell silent. Every student involuntarily cursed before returning to normal and leaving in groups.

By the time that little commotion was over, Su Wuming had already arrived at the buffet restaurant by the school gate.

He had not even noticed how fast he had become.

At the moment, all he could think about was filling his stomach. How could he pay attention to something like that? Since he was an orphan with no savings to speak of, the most cost-effective choice was a buffet.

The moment he entered, he scanned the code and paid, then rushed to the meat section. He filled one tray to the brim, grabbed another, piled it high with ready-to-eat food and desserts, and returned to his table. While waiting for the water in the pot to boil, he started eating first.

The moment he sat down, a server noticed him and walked over.

"Student, you took so much food. Are you sure you can finish it? Our restaurant has rules."

Could I finish it? You should be asking whether it was enough!

"You don't believe me?" Su Wuming asked while stuffing food into his mouth.

The server said nothing and merely smiled at him. The meaning was obvious: he did not believe him.

"Let's make a bet. If I finish it all, you waive my bill. If I can't, I'll compensate you at the original price. How about it?"

"Sorry, I can't make that decision."

"Call your boss over. I'll bet with him." Su Wuming did not even look up as he continued eating.

Only then did the server realize something was wrong. During the brief conversation, the food on Su Wuming's plate had visibly decreased. His mouth seemed like a bottomless pit, while his hands continuously fed food into it.

"You're... a Spirit Martial Practitioner!" The server sounded somewhat surprised.

"So, are we betting or not?" Su Wuming did not answer and instead repeated his previous question.

"Please wait a moment. I'll call the boss." The server hurriedly turned and jogged toward the counter. It was his first time seeing a Spirit Martial Practitioner whose awakened ability was "eating."

Just then, Lin Pangpang entered and ran straight into the server.

"Boss, there's someone over there..."

"Boss, one person, go... to that table." Lin Pangpang's voice drowned out the server's as he pointed at Su Wuming's table. After scanning the code and paying, he walked straight over.

"Damn, Wuming, can you finish all that?"

"Who are you looking down on, Pangpang? Dare to make a bet? The loser pays!"

"Bet!" Lin Pangpang felt that hesitating for even one second would be betraying his money. After saying that, he did not hurry off to get food and simply watched the other man eat.

At the counter, after hearing the server's report, the owner had been about to go speak with Su Wuming. But on second thought, would that not damage the restaurant's reputation? Besides, there was no rule stating that Spirit Martial Practitioners could not dine there. Mainly, he had simply never seen one whose ability was eating.

In the end, the owner did not go to Su Wuming. Instead, he quickly left the restaurant and headed to the advertising company next door.

Before Su Wuming had even finished this meal, he had already been blacklisted by the buffet restaurant.

Meanwhile, Lin Pangpang was completely dumbfounded. Paying the bill was inevitable, but more importantly, he had become Su Wuming's food runner, drawing the attention of quite a few diners.

When he returned with the third trip, Su Wuming finally stopped eating.

"Pangpang, can you use your Blood Vitality Infusion now?"

"I can, but my level is too low. I can use it at most twice, and after that, I'll have to wait two hours before using it again."

PS: (↑ Readers, don't rush to complain yet. Chapter One explained that seventeen-year-olds cultivate the Dao Guidance Method to draw out their body's latent potential, so naturally they have cultivation levels. As for why they can use abilities, that will be explained in the next chapter.)

"Twice is enough. Come on, buff these two pieces of meat." As he spoke, Su Wuming used his chopsticks to hold two cooked slices of meat out in front of Lin Pangpang.

Lin Pangpang: What the hell...