I don't want to come up with a funny book title anymore.

"Brother, which military academy are you from? Why are you alone?"

After confirming that Huang Yong had left, Deng Xiu asked Xie Fengnan, who was still standing there.

“I’m from the Whampoa Military Academy, you may not have heard of me.”

Xie Fengnan began compiling the text without changing his expression.

Does such a military academy exist?

Deng Xiu and his teammates looked at each other in bewilderment.

"It's a military academy on a remote planet. Only three of us from our academy came, and I got separated from them."

Xie Fengnan's gloomy expression, combined with his face, made the people of the Empire's First Military Academy feel an overwhelming sense of sympathy.

However, they didn't say anything, and Deng Xiu was satisfied with what she saw.

They avoided, but not completely avoided, Xie Fengnan and they talked for a while.

After the exchange, Deng Xiu walked over to Xie Fengnan and said, "If you don't mind, why don't you come with us? At least you'll have some protection. Don't worry, we're not like those scoundrels from the Federal Military Academy. We definitely won't do anything to you."

Xie Fengnan blinked. Such a good thing?

He suddenly displayed a dramatic flair, as if possessed by a supernatural genius.

"Although I really want to follow you, I don't have much ability and I'm afraid I'll only be a burden..."

"It's nothing, it's not a big deal. I'm not the kind of person who cares about these things. I just like you, so I thought I'd make a good connection."

Xie Fengnan almost burst out laughing. This sounded so much like: "Beautiful lady, you're so pretty, let's be friends."

But on the surface, he maintained a serious demeanor, saying, "Really? Then... I'll gladly accept your invitation?"

"Of course it's true. My name is Deng Xiu. What's your name, brother?" Deng Xiu smiled warmly.

"Xie Fengnan, that's my name." Xie Fengnan didn't intend to use a pseudonym.

There are plenty of people with the surname Xie. It would be strange if you didn't have any of the characteristics of the Xie family in yourself and instead associated yourself with the Xie family.

"Brother Xie, is it alright if I call you that? Do you have any plans? Let's see if we can arrange something for you."

"Sure, Brother Deng, I don't have any plans. Just being able to stick with the group is good enough."

“I see…” Deng Xiu paused for a moment, “Then I will continue to proceed according to our team’s original plan. If you have any ideas in the process, we can discuss them.”

"Okay, thank you, Brother Deng." Xie Fengnan looked obedient.jpg.

Xie Fengnan thus managed to infiltrate a small squad at the Empire's First Military Academy.

The first day's journey went smoothly; they didn't encounter any powerful star beasts or difficult trials.

The team members, including Deng Xiu, all assumed that Xie Fengnan was a weak and pretty face, so they didn't assign him any tasks, which meant that most of the gains were unrelated to Xie Fengnan.

Although Xie Fengnan didn't care, someone still gave him some valuable but not much scrap material because they were afraid he would be upset.

Xie Fengnan smiled and thanked them, then accepted the gift. Since they didn't assign him any tasks, Xie Fengnan was happy to relax and used his consciousness to manipulate the materials in the space to make a sword sheath.

Of course, his Xuanyuan Sword wasn't always exposed. With its design displayed there, anyone with eyes could tell it was a valuable item, let alone someone who didn't know its worth. It was practically telling others, "Come and steal it from me!"

Therefore, Xie Fengnan had always wrapped it in a piece of cloth that could no longer be called clothing. Not to mention the Xuanyuan Sword, even Xie Fengnan himself couldn't stand its shabby state. Now that he had obtained the Golden Spirit, there was no reason not to make a scabbard.

He made up his mind to make a low-key, luxurious, and meaningful scabbard for the Xuanyuan Sword.

After fiddling around for a long time, the scabbard finally took on an accurate shape.

All that's left is polishing and carving. Xie Fengnan is wondering what to carve to make it look good.

Deng Xiu assigned him the task of keeping watch. Well, now that we're just a weak, pitiful, and helpless pretty face, this is something we can certainly do.

Once everyone had finished their tasks, it got dark. Xie Fengnan took out cooking utensils from his spatial storage, chopped vegetables and meat, and heated oil in a wok, leaving Deng Xiu and the others stunned.

Xie Fengnan pretended to be embarrassed: "I wasn't able to help everyone much during the day, and everyone has been very kind to me, so I'm making something to eat to repay everyone."

Since he said so, the team members naturally had no objections. Although the nutritional supplements were convenient, the taste wasn't great. However, they rarely ate freshly made food anyway, and they all cast curious glances at him.

Xie Fengnan didn't make any special arrangements and simply cooked a few home-style dishes, which, if we were to use the names of the dishes from his previous life, were stir-fried pork with chili peppers, hot and sour shredded potatoes, braised pork ribs, and Mapo tofu.

If we calculate it per person, four dishes are a bit few for eleven people, but we're going to make the most of the quantity, so we don't mind.

Xie Fengnan hadn't finished cooking yet, but the aroma made them even more unable to move, and they had only one thought in their minds.

"What is that?! It smells so good! I want to eat it!"

Xie Fengnan had them distribute bowls and chopsticks, line up to serve rice, and brought the dishes to the table. "Dinner's ready!"

Wow—it's delicious—

"Is this taste real?"

"Deng Xiuer! Bringing him into the team was definitely the right decision!"

The way everyone seemed to want to swallow their bowls whole made Xie Fengnan smile.

Sure enough, no one could resist the temptation of delicious food!

No nutritional supplement can compare to a delicious and visually appealing meal!

They say the way to a person's heart is through their stomach, and it seems my "pretty face" persona is becoming more and more real.