The apocalyptic livestream attracted a lot of haters, alarming the government.

Go through the iron gate, along the corridor, and head to the bottom right; that's where the cafeteria is.

At this moment, a few people pushed a food cart out, probably to deliver food to Zone 3.

Ye Xiao's sleeve was being tugged by Zhou Qirui, whose raised eyebrows were frantically giving a wink to a figure in front of him.

Who?

Ye Xiao looked ahead with a slightly puzzled expression at the man who was chatting casually with another person.

They followed closely behind and entered the cafeteria.

The cafeteria had rows of tables, and people were queuing up to get their food through the silver windows.

Ye Xiao and his two companions followed suit, taking their food trays and queuing up.

Ye Xiao looked at the person Zhou Qirui was pointing to. He had a sturdy back, was neither thin nor fat, and was wearing a faded work jacket.

Her hair was cut very short, unlike the dog-chewed look that Sister Lin herself had done; it looked like it had been cut by an experienced hairdresser.

Ye Xiao stood behind, carefully observing, while eavesdropping on the conversation between the two people in front.

"Brother Yang, do you have any leads on what kind of machine gun Boss Tang wants us to get?"

The guy Zhou Qirui was referring to was the one known as Brother Yang. He clicked his tongue.

"I'm not a weapons expert, what lead could I possibly have?"

"I've only ever used guns, I didn't design or manufacture them. Isn't this kind of technical work just making things difficult for people?"

"What should we do then? If we keep failing to deliver, how are we going to explain it to Boss Tang?"

Yang Ge's tone was somewhat impatient, "What kind of explanation is this? At least give us an example, this is ridiculous. There's not even an example."

Yang, who was in front of Ye Xiao, was muttering to himself as he got his food from the window. Ye Xiao listened intently while watching the food in the window.

There weren't many dishes; most were vegetarian, diced so much that you couldn't tell what they were, with only a few bits of meat scattered among them.

The cook inside served Ye Xiao a spoonful of vegetables, a spoonful of soup, and two fist-sized steamed buns—that was all.

The number of fans in the live stream room was quite large at lunchtime.

Upon seeing the contents of Ye Xiao's plate, they couldn't help but start complaining.

[A Fisherman's Spring: Holy crap, is this feeding chickens?]

[Ugly Fish Aji: This isn't even enough to fill a gap between my teeth.]

[Bald turtle: What is all this? I'm tempted to stew myself and feed it to the streamer to help him recover.]

[Three Foxes: Oh no! Should I eat the pig's trotter in my bowl, or not?]

[It's me, your cousin: You have to have your blood drawn for eating so little? This place is really shady.]

……

This amount of food is probably enough for a girl's appetite, but for a man, it would only be enough to make him half full at most.

Ye Xiao glanced at the food on his plate, then looked at the others. Everyone was in the same boat, so he could only silently walk toward an empty seat not far away.

The people at the table were eating with their heads down, chatting idly, making the whole cafeteria noisy.

Looking around, there are at least several dozen people here.

As Ye Xiao was carrying a tray past a table, a foot suddenly emerged from under the table and jabbed at his foot.

The outstretched foot was right in Ye Xiao's blind spot under his plate, and Ye Xiao, completely unaware, took a step forward.

boom!

Bang!

The plate fell to the ground, spilling soup and vegetables all over the floor.

"Brother Xiao!"

Zhou Qirui and Liang Kai, who were behind him, hurried forward, only to find Ye Xiao standing there perfectly fine, holding a plate.

At a table on one side, a thin, middle-aged man, probably in his forties, was sprawled out on the floor.

His legs were spread apart at an exaggerated angle, as if he were doing a split on the ground.

In his haste, he seemed to have knocked the plates off the table to the ground, spilling the soup and food around Ye Xiao's feet.

Everyone around looked over curiously, and the man on the ground was propping himself up in an extremely awkward position.

While glaring fiercely at Ye Xiao, she slowly pulled her legs together, which had been forced apart. She wanted to curse, but her face turned red and she couldn't utter a sound for a long time.

The guy on the ground clutched his groin, his legs clenched together, unable to get up for a long time.

Almost everyone in the cafeteria was watching them, and Zhou Qirui quickly asked:

"Brother Xiao, what's wrong?"

Fans who could see clearly in the live stream started shouting.

[Third Generation: I saw it. This idiot deliberately stuck out his foot to trip the streamer.]

[The husky loves to destroy things: Hahaha, this idiot tried to trip someone but tripped himself up.]

[White Fox Knight: Streamer, nice legs!]

……

Ye Xiao felt a faint pain in his shinbone and sneered inwardly. This guy was definitely trying to trip him up on purpose.

However, he didn't intend to expose it, but instead shook his head innocently, indicating that he was just passing by.

"I don't know, I was just passing by. I guess he tripped and fell, and hurt his balls!"

Liang Kai frowned as he watched, "My god, it looks painful."

Several acquaintances rushed forward to help the man on the ground. He was helped up by the men, one hand covering his groin, the other pointing at Ye Xiao, uttering harsh words.

"You boy, wait for me."

Ye Xiao sneered inwardly, but put on an innocent face.

"No, sir, I was just passing by, carrying a tray in both hands. I didn't touch you, so what's it to me?"

The man continued to threaten, "Kid, I'll remember you. You just wait."

Ye Xiao's harmless face immediately turned gloomy. "Fine, I'll be waiting."

The man choked, seemingly not expecting Ye Xiao to change his expression so quickly. When he came to his senses, Ye Xiao had already walked to an empty seat not far away and sat down.

Zhou Qirui and Liang Kai, filled with curiosity, sat down in the empty seats next to Ye Xiao and quietly pressed him for answers.

"Brother Xiao, what just happened?"

Ye Xiao glanced at the people who were slinking away and sneered.

"That idiot deliberately tried to trip me!"

He curled his lip in disdain. "I'm a sports student. How could he possibly compare to my leg explosiveness? What an idiot!"

Zhou Qirui frowned. "He doesn't seem to work at the factory. Do you have a grudge against him?"

Ye Xiao picked up a steamed bun from the plate and took a bite. "I don't know him. Who knows what's wrong with him?"

As he spoke, he looked down at the steamed bun in his hand.

"Hmm? What is this made of? It actually tastes sweet, so it doesn't seem to be flour."

The soups and dishes were all quite good, except for being slightly bland. They even tasted pretty good, probably because they were made from edible mutated plants.

While eating, he searched the cafeteria for the figure of Brother Yang from earlier.

That's when I realized that Brother Yang was sitting in the corner diagonally opposite.

He has sallow skin, an average appearance, a slightly large nose, a bit of mustache, and a noticeable mole on his chin.

He looked at Zhou Qirui and asked in a low voice, "Who is that guy called Brother Yang?"

Zhou Qirui quickly swallowed the steamed bun in his mouth and began to explain in a low voice:

"Yang Hao is the manager of our workshop. The blueprints for the nuclear gun are with him!"