Night training came to an end, and Li Zheng and the others, who had been healing their wounds in the repair room, returned to their rooms.
Tired from a day’s work, they decisively pulled out canned food as soon as the door was closed and began eating heartily.
Heart Killing: Who’s going to check if the Trading House has any Monster Meat or Spirit Fish Meat for sale? At this rate, we can’t keep up with the nutritional needs.
Poor as Dirt: How come these Fishing Men don’t catch any fish, Spirit Fish Meat sells out every day, it’s so hard to get a bite of meat.
Zero Charge: Though these days have been exhausting, Body Refining Experience has been shooting up; the gains are still not bad.
Game Working Party: These bastards really can hold out, they claim to be the most outstanding warriors of the new generation in their clan, I can’t confirm that, but I’m sure they’re the most starving beasts of the new generation in their clan, training intensively without eating for three days, I’m nearly starving to death after half a day without food.
Family Shared Godfather: Ah ha, look at this, half a piece of Spirit Fish Meat, I didn’t have the heart to eat it yesterday.
(Ungrateful brat, shut up, give it to me x9)
Outside the wind was bitterly cold, but Ghost Pupil and his clanspeople couldn’t sleep.
Their stomachs were growling like frogs in the summer fields, one after another.
"Shut up already." Ghost Pupil abruptly stood up at that moment, glancing at the clanspeople beside him, but then his own stomach made a noise; leaving him with an awkward expression.
"Big brother, this bunch of trash really can handle hunger, think of something. If we don’t eat, I’m afraid I won’t last through tomorrow’s training."
"Even if you can’t last, you have to. Even if their racial talent is related to enduring hunger, we of the Four Eyes Clan will not admit defeat."
Saying so, Ghost Pupil’s gaze swept towards a clansman:
"Lin, were you thinking about sneaking some food during tonight’s gang fight?"
The named member of the Four Eyes Clan looked a bit guilty.
During dinner time’s gang fight, he originally planned to sneak a bite of fish before the fight started, but he was kicked to the ground by a new player of the Player Clan while trying to put it into his mouth.
"Don’t let me see you give in next time, since the Player Clan has issued a challenge, fight bravely. They don’t eat, we don’t eat either."
"Big brother, I understand."
With these words, Ghost Pupil lay down on the bed, closing his eyes.
But the constant chorus of croaking never ceased, and amidst fatigue and exhaustion, the members of the Four Eyes Clan eventually fell into a deep sleep.
Early the next morning.
After morning training, we arrived at the cafeteria.
Although mentally prepared, upon seeing Li Zheng leading the Player Clan with arrogance, the Four Eyes Clan no longer had their usual swagger.
The other races were wolfing down their food, afraid to miss a single bite.
In their eyes, the Player Clan and the Four Eyes Clan were both beasts, bullying all the new students. After the first day, they hadn’t allowed them to have a full meal for several days.
To speed up eating, they dared not lift their heads, the sound of fist-to-flesh hitting leaving them in a state of shock.
In fact, many students are not afraid of fighting, and are even quite aggressive, but they are afraid of hunger.
High-intensity training requires substantial nutritional intake, eating a lot of Spirit Food is needed to replenish what the body consumes.
The cafeteria provides 15 minutes for eating, which is enough to resolve the issue of Energy replenishment, but the beasts from the Player Clan and the Four Eyes Clan have managed to compress that time to within five minutes, and in severe cases, even within three minutes.
If you can’t eat enough, you have to join in the gang fight. If you don’t fight with them, they’ll beat you.
At this moment, no one dares to sit at the tables near the central area of the cafeteria; everyone is huddled in the corners.
The central area in the eyes of the new students of all races is an extremely dangerous zone; sitting there means giving up this meal.
While burying heads in their food, Family Shared Godfather was thrown by two Four Eyes clanspeople towards the corner.
Hearing the sound of the wind breaking, students from all races had only one thought in their minds, these bastards are deliberately throwing someone over to stir up trouble again.
The speed of eating suddenly increased.
Family Shared Godfather landed on the corner table, crying out "it hurts," but his body began to roll around.
Seeing their plates kicked over, students from all races didn’t hesitate to act, grabbing Family Shared Godfather, dense fists fiercely bashed at his head.
The melee was about to explode.
Players and the Four Eyes Clan brawl.
The Four Eyes Clan beat up the Brass Clan.
The Brass Clan beat up the Player Clan.
The Night Hawk Clan beat up the Four Eyes Clan.
Races truly enraged are plunged into madness; as long as it’s not a member of their own race, they would thrash any caught Alien Race student.
Looking at the cafeteria with plates flying everywhere, Kuang Sha took a deep breath.
This batch of students is the most chaotic he has ever led.
Before this, he had led new students who were troublemakers, forming factions in the training camp, fighting each other at every opportunity.
The dynamics of strength and weakness were also determined through repeated gang fights.
Like Duan Xing’s batch, he led his people against another group of new "Great Netherworld Clan" students, constantly brawling.
In the end, stepping over the defeated Great Netherworld Clan, they emerged as the strongest of that batch, crushing the Great Netherworld Clan to a point where they couldn’t hold their heads up high, entering the second phase of training with the strongest posture.
But he has never seen a situation as chaotic as this.
The addition of the Player Clan was like a catfish that stirred the cafeteria into complete disorder.
Why must they fight anywhere but the cafeteria? Yet the Player Clan loved to brawl there, targeting the cafeteria’s 15-minute meal rule, making all new students go hungry.
Especially the Four Eyes Clan, who were driven so hungry their eyes turned red.
The night before’s night training, if he hadn’t been watching, he had no doubt the Four Eyes Clan students would have wanted to rush to a roadside tree and hug it for a few bites.
Not continuing to watch, Kuang Sha turned and left at this moment.