Chapter 108: Chapter 18 Su Xiaomi’s Breakdown (Seventh of 10 updates) Chapter 108: Chapter 18 Su Xiaomi’s Breakdown (Seventh of 10 updates) Editor: Noodletown Translations (Mr.
Gu, presenting the seventh update!)
Su Xiaomi rubbed her ears, then her eyes.
Did she hear that right?
Twenty boxes of nutrition meals!?
Isn’t that the food the government provides for low-income people?
Are they going to treat me to nutrition meals?
If my cousin hears about this, he might tear you apart…
Oh, wait, he probably couldn’t anyway…
What a headache.
“Do you have them?” Mu Fan cautiously verified on the other end.
He wanted the kind of nutrition meals served at the Loga Star District 22 Martial Arts Hall.
He wanted twenty boxes, and he wanted to eat to his heart’s content!
“No!” Su Xiaomi replied irritably.
“Then what do you have?” Mu Fan was unwilling to give up.
He was sure he heard there was an option to order meals.
“Deluxe Set Meals A, B, C, D.
They include various fruits, vegetables, and meats,” Su Xiaomi replied, still irritated.
It sounded delicious.
It seemed like Mu Fan was salivating on the other end of the line…
“Five servings of each Set Meal A, B, C, and D.
Send it to Room 216, thank you!!” he said before hanging up with a click.
Su Xiaomi stared blankly at the communicator in her hand.
That was it?
Just like that?
What about the invitation for me?
Why did it all go off-script?
Suddenly Su Xiaomi’s face flushed.
It wasn’t shyness, it was anger.
She furiously dialed a number.
“Hello?
Is this Tongda Restaurant?
Yes, I’d like to place an order.
I’m the front desk at the Star Peak Inn.”
“What’s the price of your most expensive set meal?
A top-tier dinner is 788 per serving?
All four set choices are priced the same.”
“Great, five servings of each set, delivered to Room 216 at the Star Peak Inn!”
With a sharp click, Su Xiaomi angrily slammed down the communicator.
You want to eat?
I will make sure you eat until you’re dead!
Su Xiaomi wasn’t concerned about Mu Fan’s ability to pay, thinking there’s no way a Martial Path Master would be broke, right?
What a joke.
Poor Mu Fan was completely unaware he was almost duped by what seemed like a cute girl at the front desk.
If he had heard this before entering the PO Battle Net, he probably would’ve fainted.
A 788 Star Coins dinner, 20 sets…
15,760 Star Coins…
should he rob a bank?
Mu Fan was presently pacing excitedly inside Room 216, having tossed his earphones onto the bed.
Mealtime was the most blissful moment for him, and nothing should disturb it, especially not Black, the super chatty talker!
“Knock knock knock!” Just as Mu Fan was blissfully daydreaming, there was a knock at the door.
Mu Fan rushed over to open the door, first seeing Su Xiaomi’s round, cute smiling face.
“Good evening, Master Heifan!”
“Good evening.
Uh…
Where’s the food, the food?” Mu Fan greeted in a perfunctory manner, craning his neck out.
He already caught the scent; it had to be delicious, without a doubt, and his stomach was already rumbling!
Eat, eat, eat until you burst!
Su Xiaomi looked at Mu Fan and felt a surge of anger, directly saying coldly, “The food’s here, pay first.
You guys talk, I’m leaving.”
“Hmph!” She added a huff just as she turned, leaving Mu Fan bewildered.
This time he saw what lay beyond the door, and his eyes quickly turned into heart shapes; he could almost drool.
A long line of trays almost reached the stairs, staffed by ten delivery personnel, each carrying two trays, with each tray nearly a square meter large!
Come on, come in, Mu Fan immediately beckoned the people inside.
“Put everything inside.
The table doesn’t have enough space?
No problem, lay them on the floor or the bed has space too!
Yes, put them all inside!” Mu Fan directed excitedly.
“Good evening, Mr.
Hei Fan.
Please make the payment first.”
“Sure, how much?” Mu Fan felt quite confident.
“Your total is 15,760 Star Coins.”
“How much?…” Mu Fan suddenly felt he might not be as wealthy as he thought.
Do people on the Purple Jade Star eat so expensively?
The delivery staff glanced oddly at Mr.
Hei Fan.
Mr.
Hei Fan’s eyes glistened as if tears were welling up; did he have some grievance?
“You all…
can leave.” Mu Fan said through gritted teeth, signaling the people to leave.
If his Identity Card hadn’t shown a balance of 52,000 upon insertion, Mu Fan would absolutely have fainted on the spot.
He resolved to turn his sorrow into strength and demolish the food.
Let’s see the Set Meal A first.
Wow, beef, so much beef!
The B Set Meal.
So much fruit; he seemed only familiar with the Miloye, but they all looked delicious.
C Set Meal.
Seafood!?
It was seafood, such fragrant fish!
D Set Meal.
Pizza, cold cuts, ham.
Mu Fan was overwhelmed with joy.
This was the deluxe set meal, indeed.
Breathing in the roomful aroma, he suddenly felt his heartache lessen.
So hungry!
Time to dig in.
Munch munch, for a moment the entire room echoed with sounds of Mu Fan’s feasting.
Delicious, this was tasty, that was tasty too.
Mu Fan’s stomach showed no sign of bulging, but the trays started to empty one by one, stacking up together.
Downstairs at the front desk, Su Xiaomi was still fuming.
Had that Martial Path Master trained himself dumb?
Eating so much, wasn’t he afraid of bursting?
Remembering the aroma she had just smelled, her stomach suddenly growled, making Su Xiaomi’s face turn red in an instant.
How embarrassing, she was hungry too; it seemed she needed to go find food.
And thus, Su Xiaomi sauntered out of the Star Peak Inn in search of a late-night snack.
The inn was empty, but the passing pedestrians all seemed wary, as if avoiding something terrible inside.
“Ring ring ring” The front desk communicator rang once more, stopping after half a minute with no answer.
Inside Room 216, Mu Fan curiously looked at the communicator in his hand.
Why couldn’t he get through, and what was he supposed to do with those twenty trays?
If Su Xiaomi knew Mu Fan called her to carry the towering stack of trays out, she would definitely rush in to fight him.
“Oh well, if there’s no one, then I’ll just…
ugh, I can’t get up.” Mu Fan’s stomach finally bulged; it was the first time he’d eaten until his stomach protruded.
Lying on the bed, he had no desire to move.
Glancing at the trays by the bed, he stretched his arm but retracted it upon realizing the effort was futile.
Staring at the patterned ceiling above, Mu Fan sighed.
“Tomorrow it is, so full, so sleepy…
zzz.”
He drifted into sweet sleep; this might be the most comfortable night he had recently.
The night of June 7, with the lights outside brilliant and the stars dazzling.
On a flight from Upper Travel Star to Purple Jade Star, two young men were also in the land of dreams.
Lying side by side in their modest sleeper compartment, one was of a relatively large build, wearing a striped T-shirt, while the other was covered with a jacket.
Suddenly, one muttered in his sleep, smacking his lips and dreaming, “I want that turkey leg.”
The boy beside him, also with his eyes shut, turned around and miraculously continued the dream.
“Don’t touch, the turkey leg’s mine, the chicken wing too…
so tasty.” He smacked his lips, flipped over, and resumed snoring.
Inside the not-so-spacious interstellar spacecraft, the wall displayed a line of text: “Estimated arrival time at Purple Jade Star – June 9, 13:00.”
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