chsdbacks Chapter 2 Beast Cooking Club
Chapter 2 Beast Cooking Club
Zhou Qing: "..."
He realized that in the world of whales (high spenders), there was no such option as hard work.
After much effort and countless examples of his all-night practice, Zhou Qing finally managed to shake off Zou Qiongjiu's entanglement and convince her that she had truly achieved her success purely through talent and hard work.
Just as I breathed a sigh of relief, the bell rang urgently to signal the end of get out of class.
Without saying a word, Zhou Qing grabbed his schoolbag and rushed out of the teaching building, with only one thought in his mind.
If we stay any later, the free meat soup in the cafeteria will be all gone!
Without that free broth, how can anyone swallow a nutritious meal that's like a thesis defense?
Zhou Qing was so anxious that she could barely walk. She made up her mind, rushed to the window of the third-floor classroom, and jumped out.
Just kidding, jumping off a building isn't that easy to die from.
His physical strength is as high as 11.23, which is not an exaggeration to call him a wall-breaking expert. He can easily handle a mere three-story building.
Moreover, if a student at Kaiyang High School were to die from jumping off a building, the entire school would be ridiculed by other martial arts high schools for half a year, becoming a disgrace to the entire education sector of Kaiyang City.
But as soon as he landed and stood still, Zhou Qing saw several figures flash past him at an absurdly fast speed.
"Damn it! It's a leg technique!"
Zhou Qing gritted her teeth, feeling a pang of bitterness in her heart.
"Once I'm flush with cash, I'll definitely buy a top-tier leg technique! Then, with [Infinite Metamorphosis], I'll break through my limits and level up. Forget about stealing meat soup; even if I get into a martial arts university and work part-time delivering food, I'll be able to complete ten more orders than everyone else, crushing my competitors!"
Zhou Qing ran all the way and finally managed to squeeze into the cafeteria before the meat soup was all gone. He quickly got a free nutritious meal and poured three big spoonfuls of meat soup into the bowl.
Zhou Qing randomly found a seat, picked up a spoon, scooped up a large mouthful, and stuffed it into his mouth. He immediately frowned, his face showing discomfort: "Holy crap, is this stuff for humans?"
The so-called high-energy nutritional paste was just a big lump of sticky yellow paste that tasted fishy and astringent with an indescribable strange flavor. He almost vomited it up on the spot and wished he could just throw it in the trash.
Even if it tastes terrible, you have to swallow it.
Who can blame them when it's free!
Moreover, this rubbish isn't something everyone can eat for free. Dalit, whose grades aren't even in the top 100, has to spend a whole 100 dollars for one meal.
With three meals a day, the daily expenses soared to 300 yuan, which was purely a waste of money to suffer.
Zhou Qing forced herself to swallow while mentally encouraging herself.
Only four places short!
If you make it into the top 30 in your grade, you'll not only be promoted to the honors class, but you'll also get three free nutritional meals every day.
That's made from real beast meat, a hundred times better than this lousy nutritional paste. Only then can we truly live the life of the elite!
Thinking about the bright future, Zhou Qing felt that everything around her smelled wonderful.
No, this is not an illusion at all!
Zhou Qing snapped back to reality, took two deep sniffs, and looked in the direction of the fragrance.
Good heavens, right across from him, three golden-brown nutritional meal sets were steaming hot.
The glistening, succulent beast meat was piled up like a small mountain, and its aroma wafted straight into his nose.
"Who's so inconsiderate?!"
Zhou Qing cursed wildly in his heart.
"Knowing full well that I'm a penniless wretch who only eats nutritional supplements, he still flaunts three nutritional supplement meals right in front of me? Isn't he afraid of getting a sack thrown over his head while walking alone at night?"
Zhou Qing looked up and sized up the person sitting opposite him.
It would have been better if I hadn't looked; once I did, I was completely stunned.
Sitting at the table was a burly man, twice the size of an average student, whose muscle definition was clearly visible even through his training clothes.
It was Li Jingran, the top student in the second year of high school and the third in the grade!
"Senior, senior!"
Zhou Qing quickly put down her spoon, greeted him awkwardly, and felt a sudden jolt in her heart.
This is a top-tier player in the 700-point bracket, a Brahmin among Brahmins, even higher in caste than Zou Qiongjiu's Nakshatriya caste, and they are almost reproductively isolated from each other.
Zhou Qing only had the privilege of meeting this big shot once, during the cooking club's recruitment interview, where the other party was the vice president of the cooking club.
The big shot is sitting here, could it be...?
Zhou Qing reacted instantly.
I won!
Li Jingran completely ignored Zhou Qing's gaze, as if he didn't exist. Without using chopsticks, he used both hands to frantically inhale the three nutritional meal sets.
The other person's chopsticks flew as they stuffed bites of the beast meat into their mouths, swallowing it without even chewing it properly.
In just three minutes, the three whole nutritional meal sets were completely devoured, with even the broth licked clean by the nimble tongues.
Zhou Qing was dumbfounded.
After finishing his meal, Li Jingran slowly took out a few tissues and leisurely wiped the oil from his mouth and hands before looking up at Zhou Qing and saying in a flat tone, "649, your application to join the organization has been approved."
Zhou Qing paused for a moment.
649?
This is your total score.
This guy actually refers to me by my grades, instead of calling me by my name?
Did they simply forget or were they too lazy to call them?
Could it be that in this Brahmin senior's eyes, grades are the only identifier of identity, and names are completely superfluous?
Zhou Qing wasn't surprised that the other party knew his score.
This period is clearly the probationary period for joining the club, so how could the people in the cooking club not be keeping an eye on his monthly exam scores?
Moreover, the names of the top 100 students in the grade are displayed on the honor roll in front of the teaching building for those Dalits who are not on the list to admire.
Li Jingran knew that his score of 649 was perfectly normal.
Zhou Qing completely ignored his form of address and felt a surge of joy.
It passed!
I've joined the cooking club!
The Kaiyang High School Cooking Club, officially known as the Kaiyang High School Mythical Beast Cooking Club, is one of the top clubs in the school.
The reason is simple: the cooking club can use its club funds to purchase exotic beast meat, and even some rare exotic beast meat that is not available on the market can be obtained through school channels.
It's not only a boon for poor students, but even ordinary whales can't compare.
However, this club has a very small number of members, recruiting no more than five new students each year, which is even lower than the admission rate for the top classes.
Zhou Qing initially signed up just to try her luck.
I never expected that I, at only 34 years old, would actually be selected!
Li Jingran glanced at the unfinished nutritional paste in Zhou Qing's bowl and said indifferently, "Newcomer, I'll give you two minutes to finish your dinner before I digest what you just ate, and then come with me to the club to report for duty."
"Yes, senior!"
Zhou Qing immediately perked up, grabbed a spoon, and started shoveling the nutritional paste into her mouth.
Even though the taste was still hard to swallow, it now seemed a bit more fragrant.
Join the cooking club, and you'll never have to worry about not having any exotic beast meat to eat again!
This nutritional paste is so precious, there's only one left to eat every time!
He wolfed it down, and in less than a minute, the bowl of unpalatable nutritional paste was completely devoured.
"Senior, let's go!"
Zhou Qing stood up, his cheeks bulging.
Li Jingran glanced back at him, frowned, and said with disdain, "Disgraceful! How could someone from our culinary club be so disgraceful!"
Zhou Qing: "..."
It's because you rushed me. Give me two minutes. Do you expect me to savor the deliciousness of the nutritional paste slowly?
Before he could retort, Li Jingran took out his phone, opened a live-streaming sales page, and shoved it directly in front of him: "Here, order this cultivation technique, mention my name, and I'll give you a 25% discount."