I'm an immortal worker in another world

There were relatively few people in the cafeteria at noon, and the seats were still tight. Wu Zhai sat down next to the two with a full plate. Many people came to say hello to An Qiuzhu and the two. They seemed to be very popular.

During this period, Tao Sanniang, the disciplinary committee member, came to make an inspection. The daytime sunlight passed through the windows of the cafeteria and passed through the translucent body. She floated leisurely in the aisle. , Hastily closed his mouth and chewed silently.

With Tao Sanniang present, Wu Zhai could only bury his head in his meal. Today's meal was rich. The staple food was siu mai with rice, three meat and two vegetarian dishes, plus a box of fresh fruit platter. There was still fresh and tender juice after tasting it. Wu Zhai's appetite was great, and he ate it up in two or three bites. Seeing her wolfing down, Tao Sanniang smacked her lips contemptuously. After a while, the female ghost left the cafeteria. As soon as the front foot walks, the back foot is noisy.

"Do you live like this every day?" Wu Zhai asked An Qiuzhu, who was eating a gentle meal, while tasting sweet and sour fruits.

"It's okay if she's not here. If she's here, it's just like this. It's impolite to talk while eating. The big guys are casual rough people, and it's inevitable."

"By the way, what kind of meat is fried pork slices today? It's delicious."

"Narcissus pigs are not entirely true when they say they are pigs. They just look more like pigs. The quality of their meat is much better than that of pork. It is a very common domestic animal."

Wu Zhai wanted to try two more mouthfuls, and unconsciously looked at the dining window, the chefs had already closed, and she looked at Xiang Zhuo's plate, which was all vegetarian, and couldn't help asking: "Why doesn't Xiang Zhuo eat meat? "

"He was a monk in his early years, so he's probably used to it. By the way, Sen Luo has a rule that no meat is allowed during the Lent period. I'll make you feel wronged then, but the vegetarian dishes of the cooks are also delicious."

Wu Zhai still understands that people who practice Taoism pay attention to fasting and bigu. As for the two unnamed vegetarian dishes just now, it is no exaggeration to say that the light sweetness can bring out the unique umami taste of vegetables and put them in reality. It must be at the level of a high-end restaurant, fresh and refreshing, moderately salty and sweet, and a special meal.

Taking advantage of the fact that Wuzhai could relax a bit at the eating stall, the three of them went straight to the training ground before they had time to digest their food after collecting the bowls and chopsticks.

The class in the afternoon was martial arts class, Xiang Zhuo couldn't speak and could only be a sparring partner, and An Qiuzhu was still in charge of teaching.The two of them put on the protective gear, and Wu Zhai followed suit in a decent manner. The head, chest, and joints were all covered with thin black hard protective gear. She touched it carefully, and there was a subtle matte touch.

An Qiuzhu still had that indifferent tone. He didn't seem to dislike Wu Zhai's curiosity, and explained: "This is dragon scale ceramics, which has nothing to do with dragon scales, but is actually harder than dragon scales."

"Then wouldn't that make it invincible? It's harder than dragon scales, so how do we destroy it?"

"There are too many ways to destroy it. Dragonscale ceramics are nothing new. There are several other materials that are harder and lighter than this. Be careful, it can be easily destroyed with the strength of phase turbidity."

Wu Zhai tremblingly picked up two arm-long sticks. It seemed that Sen Luo had figured out her "predecessor" and specially prepared a pair of short wooden swords. That kind of "open eyes and blindness", at least I have seen a few martial arts movies, I have never eaten pork but I have seen pigs run away.

"Xiang Zhuo, try her skills first, and the rookie will defend." An Qiuzhu took a step back and stood by the side in a daze, staring at Wu Zhai with a serious expression.

Seeing that Xiang Zhuo was holding a five-foot long stick and was already in a spear-stabbing stance, Wu Zhai also posed indiscriminately, crossing the sticks in front of him, took a big step backwards, and posed in a flying kick pose, then took a deep breath Without even daring to blink his eyes, he directly monitored Xiang Zhuo's every move.

Don't look at Xiang Zhuo's young age, the calmness like a mountain is beyond the reach of ordinary people. Wu Zhai's nondescript style is even inferior to Jianghu opera actors. On the surface, Wu Zhai has already lost completely. Xiang Zhuo During this stalemate, I was only thinking about one thing - how to make Wu Zhai not too embarrassing. I heard that this person was extremely cautious in his former company, and it was common for him to beat his colleagues, and he was beaten to death by her.

How did Wu Zhai know this?Thinking that Xiang Zhuo was "soul fighting" with himself, the more he thought about it, the more he lost his energy, and his eyes inadvertently aimed at the bonsai by the wall. For a moment, Wu Zhai's bangs were lifted by the breeze and covered his forehead again with a "swish". When she came back to her senses, the tip of the stick had already pierced her forehead, and Xiang Zhuo's figure was close in front of her eyes.

"Break!" An Qiuzhu raised his hand and shouted, and Xiang Zhuo took back the stick. Wu Zhai didn't even understand what happened, his eyes were dull, and he continued to maintain that ridiculous posture.