The blind box of the plane was exposed, and foreigners cried for entry into China

"Are there any restrictions on ordering meals?" The survivor held the warm lunch box in his hand, trying hard to restrain his desire to eat, and continued to ask with saliva secreted wildly in his mouth.

"The order cannot exceed five servings of each dish." This time it was Shi Lin who answered.

Ling Xiaoyue looked at Shi Lin, thinking he would limit orders to one or three. Unexpectedly, he was so generous.

Shi Lin forced himself not to look at or respond to Ling Xiaoyue's surprised gaze. He didn't want to explore what kind of exploitative image he had in the mind of this young and somewhat overly kind new boss.

Anyway, no matter what, this business model must change.

Shi Lin made up his mind. Regardless of whether or not we could get the first-place galaxy reward, even if we did, we would likely need to build a new home ourselves. That would be an immeasurable and enormous expense.

This will be another exploitation of the Earth's resources. It's like a mother breastfeeding her child. She's overdrawing her own health.

What Shi Lin needed to do most was to replace the "exclusive breast milk" feeding method with "milk powder" feeding. If that didn't work, "mixed feeding" would also be an option.

In any case, we can no longer blindly output resources unilaterally and only exchange them for large amounts of monetary resources that are useful to the system.

Gold and silver currency is nothing more than a specific trading method established by the superiors for a certain circle. If you want to play this game, you must abide by its rules.

For unknown reasons, this system did not inform Ling Xiaoyue, the bound person, of the hidden mechanism behind the league game rules.

On the contrary, before falling into the initial stage of sleep, whether it was voluntary or the system's own setting, it lured the host to focus only on the string of numbers of the transaction amount, which was the key to winning the first place in the competition.

Fortunately, due to Ling Xiaoyue's personal reasons, she had a certain saintly kindness. Or perhaps it could be said that she adhered to her own principles and bottom line. She only earned what she could. By chance, she strayed from the hidden "trap" behind the rules of this system league.

Shi Lin didn't know if this was a "trap" or not. He wasn't sure if the rules of the game were "screening" or "collecting" something.

But what he knew was that if he wanted to take control of the situation and not be blindly led by the rule makers, he simply had to not completely follow the rules of the game.

Ling Xiaoyue's unintentional behavior is not only about her own bottom line, but also about the behavior of those around her, which she restricts overtly and covertly.

She even deviated directly from the path set for her by the system when it was in a dormant state, and walked her own path.

Perhaps she herself didn't realize it, because as the core leader of the base, she behaved in the same way. The members of the entire base and the core members around her were unconsciously following her way of doing things.

Is this system... truly flawed or just pretending to be flawed?

Or to put it another way.

Was this system actively falling into a deep sleep to avoid something, or was it truly repairing its own damaged data?

Shi Lin had a question mark in his mind. Anyway, he had read the information about Ling Xiaoyue's system and analyzed it.

This doesn't seem like a good system.

Shi Lin pulled a chair over and sat down at the table, asking briefly and concisely.

"Name. Quantity."

The survivor reacted quickly and replied immediately: "Order five of each. My name is Shi Yaoqian."

Everyone present in the modern dimension:...

Shi Lin replaced the pen and paper with a tablet and wrote down Ms. Shi Yaoqian's purchasing needs.

"Seven dishes totaling thirty-five servings, totaling RMB. There are also fifteen servings of steamed buns, steamed bread, and white rice. That's a total of RMB 750. I need you to swipe your card now. Is that okay?"

Shi Yaoqian was eager to do so. She would even be willing to use up all the money in her savings card at the mall, because it was this guy from the mall who paid for it, and the things in the mall were so cheap that it felt like a charity.

How could a shopping mall that wouldn't even take advantage of someone's misfortune not give her the corresponding supplies after spending her money?

She was absolutely relieved.

Cheng Jia walked up, took the savings card of this very generous survivor who was completely different from his name, and deducted the money. He was just about to call the next person.

The guard in second place came forward spontaneously.

I exchanged my savings card naturally, grabbed my lunch box, gave my name, and placed my order. Then, I swiftly opened the box, sniffing the aroma of the chopped pepper fish head as I walked. With my mouth watering, I walked to the side and began to eat.

The series of operations went as smoothly as flowing water, as if they had been rehearsed a thousand times.

The rest of the job was simple, as there were only sixty-seven lunch boxes, and the requirement for ordering was almost always five. So after selling the chopped pepper fish head lunch boxes, all I had to do was take names and charge them. It didn't take long to finish.

Ling Xiaoyue took the list sent by Shi Lin and spoke to the group of survivors and guards who were staring at him eagerly, with bruised faces and tattered clothes, who had taken the initiative to fight for a box of rice.

“You can pick up your meal in an hour at the latest.”

"The mall will be closed for two hours at noon. It will resume business in two hours."

Then he turned to Cheng Jia and Shi Lin and said, "I'm going to buy a lunch box. You guys stay here and don't move."

Cheng Jia paused, then squinted his eyes at Ling Xiaoyue. Shi Lin was stunned for a moment, then glared at Ling Xiaoyue.

What do you mean? We're interested in you, and you actually want to be our dad?

Cheng Jia: We can’t let her have any contact with Su Yu and Diao Baotian!

Ling Xiaoyue's eyes lit up as she looked at Shi Lin. Oh, the little puppy staring at people is so exciting. Why is it so funny?

Cheng Jia's squinting eyes narrowed even further, leaving only a slit.

Ling Xiaoyue felt the deadly gaze, and when he looked in the direction of the gaze, he exclaimed in surprise.

"Hey my Major General Cheng, how can you fall asleep while standing?"

Ling Xiaoyue's exclamation attracted the attention of everyone in the mall.

Cheng Jia was so angry that he almost couldn't breathe. He said angrily, "I didn't sleep!!"

Ling Xiaoyue: Of course I know you didn't sleep. But she said something else: "Is it because you've been working too hard that you've become nearsighted?"

"My mom is nearsighted. Every time I hide her glasses, she squints and looks for them everywhere."

It would have been fine if Cheng Jia didn't listen to Ling Xiaoyue's explanation, but after hearing it, he became even angrier.

Shi Lin couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Ling Xiaoyue's eyes lit up again. Where did this country father dig out such a good treasure? It's so beautiful and fun, and most importantly, it's useful. Uh... Where did this little puppy with such a useful brain come up with this?

Ling Xiaoyue looked at the handsome man a few more times to please her eyes, and her mood became better.

He took out two boxes of chopped pepper fish head rice and a bowl of tomato and egg soup from the system space and stuffed them into Cheng Jia's arms. He turned and walked back to the corner, leaving the remaining rice for the six seemingly very honest people sitting in a row in the corner. Then, Ling Xiaoyue waved his hand and walked straight through the space-time gate, returning to the base in the modern plane.

The commander and the zombie king also looked at the space-time gate that Ling Xiaoyue passed through with envy. They also wanted to go over and try, but they couldn't do it now.

The Spark Base is humanity's last remaining civilization. Even if we are imprisoned, we must not lose our basic morals and conscience. This is the consensus of the entire Spark Base.

Although these two weren't actually human, they had always treated themselves as humans. High-quality humans at that. Therefore, it was absolutely impossible for them to enter that spacetime gate without Ling Xiaoyue's consent.

Not only will they not sneak in by themselves, they will also keep an eye on any little bastards who have a base and sneak past quietly.

That's so embarrassing that it's beyond belief.

Cheng Jia and the others didn't care. After all, they were still at the base. There was a dragon and a phoenix in the base. Besides, Ling Xiaoyue had implemented restrictive measures.

Because they have to pay, even the staff who come to help restart the plane are gone. How can they allow people from the restarted plane to pass through the time and space gate to the modern plane?

Of course, you can go, but you have to pay extra, and you can only go inside the mall. After all, there are zombies in this plane.

Seeing Cheng Jia and the others opening their lunch boxes and eating, Shi Lin tactfully did not go up to ask if there was any virus information to be traded.

With a quick glance, he set his sights on the commander who rarely spoke in the mall and the "Zombie King" who spoke casually?

It's just you two.

"Shall we chat?"

The commander was more concise: "What do you want to know?"

The Zombie King was a little excited: "What are you talking about? Why did you hold hands just now? I love talking about this the most. Don't worry, I like women and I won't compete with you for them."

Shi Lin, who failed before even starting his campaign: ...

Seeing his opponent, who was also his teammate, being humiliated, Cheng Jia felt happy for a moment, but then when he realized what Diao Baotian said, his face darkened again.

He could probably guess why the Zombie King and the plant-transformed Commander had been lingering in the mall. While upstairs, Mr. Zhuge had subtly hinted at the two men's intention to stay and follow Ling Xiaoyue.

Honestly, these two were incredibly powerful fighters, and their presence would further guarantee Ling Xiaoyue's safety. Because they had their own agenda, there was no need to worry about them harming Ling Xiaoyue. However, this was just a temporary alliance, and there was no telling when they would turn against him once their goals were achieved.

But then he thought, Ling Xiaoyue controls the space-time gate and their chance to return to the restarted plane. Even if he turns against them, it shouldn't harm their team.

But after taking them to other dimensions, will they really want to come back?

Cheng Jia was eating, and when he thought of this, he squinted his eyes unconsciously. After just a few seconds of squinting, he realized Ling Xiaoyue's sleeping remarks.

He immediately opened his eyes again, even trying to open them a little wider, but he was still very angry. What should he do? Cheng Jia shoveled a mouthful of rice into his mouth.

With the addition of the Zombie King and Shi Lin, whose temperament is still unknown, if he is also a lunatic, it seems that the team will be even more difficult to lead.

There are already two idiots, and with the newly joined Diao Baotian, there are now three out-of-line idiots! Cheng Jiaji was so angry that his chest hurt, and now he has a headache.

No, the three of them had to be separated. After Ling Xiaoyue returned with the lunch box, he also had to go back to report on his work and discuss the communication between the two planes with Zhao Lingyun from the ancient plane.

During this period, we can't let the three of them connect completely. Cheng Jia looked at Shi Lin. Such a "simple" task would be perfect for him.

Shi Lin was currently concentrating on collecting detailed information about the restarted plane, and emphasized to the Zombie King that he was also female and did not like men.

At the base in the modern dimension, Ling Xiaoyue smelled the extremely rich aroma of grilled fish as soon as he came out.

Is Dahuang's grilled fish ready? Ling Xiaoyue walked out of the mall, got on the transport parked at the entrance, started it up, and headed straight to the cafeteria.

On the way to the cafeteria, you'll pass by Dahuang and his team's fish-grilling training ground. Just take a look and you'll know how well they grill the fish.

Ling Xiaoyue: . . . .

It would have been fine if I hadn't seen it, but I was shocked when I saw it. Why are there so many people on the training ground?

Didn't we just finish our meal? Why are so many people gathering around Dahuang's grilled fish and munching on it again?

From a distance and high above, it looked like ants carrying food. A large fish was surrounded by a dense crowd of people, all of whom were using their chopsticks or their hands in disposable gloves to touch the grilled fish.

Where's Dahuang? And where's Xiaowang?

Ling Xiaoyue looked around, and someone noticed her presence. Someone shouted, "Xiao Wang and Da Huang have returned to the Primordial Plane to fish and hunt. They're planning a barbecue party at the training grounds tonight or tomorrow. Let you, Sister Ling, decide the time."

Ling Xiaoyue suddenly understood. "I know! Tell them to come find me when they come back."

The soldier who delivered the message answered loudly, then turned around and joined the group eating fish.

Ling Xiaoyue quickly arrived at the cafeteria and walked straight to the kitchen.

Although it is lunchtime, the place is still bustling with activity.

The sounds of chopping vegetables, cooking, the humming of the stove, and the non-stop hum of the range hood were like a symphony orchestra.

"How many servings have been prepared? Are they sorted and organized?" Ling Xiaoyue asked the cook who was packing.

"Six hundred portions of each dish have been packed. The ones in this big pile are all round numbers, and the ones in this small pile are the odds. Once there are a hundred lunch boxes, they will be put into this big pile." The cook was so busy that he didn't even raise his head.

He had been resting in his dorm room, and was stunned for a moment when he received this sudden mission. Today was supposed to be his day off, but he hadn't expected that even their kitchen staff would have an urgent mission.