Douluo Continent: Kunxu Descends, Second-Player Players Are Stunned

"Your Holiness, save me!"

The moment Luckin Coffee saw Qian Xunji, it was as if they had seen a golden cloud of good fortune, radiating kindness at all times.

The three children bumped into each other repeatedly, and Qian Xunji was jolted off balance by the inertia.

"Save what?"

Before he could even ask what was going on, the bearded man burst out wielding three Dragon-Binding Locks, cursing incessantly: "So young and already so delinquent! You don't even have the resolve to wear the Dragon-Binding Locks. How will you ever become a Soul Master? The academy is a place for learning, not for romance!"

The Dragon-Trapping Lock, could it be that one?

Qian Xunji blinked, his eyes full of curiosity about gossip, but upon reflection, Douluo Continent already had the feel of Kunxu...

Sterilization is a normal procedure!

In order to increase the population, the Spirit Hall did not force these students to be sterilized, but only put a Dragon-Trapping Lock on them... How humane!

This spirit of pursuing the Tao must be promoted!

If the Spirit Hall can develop clothing suitable for beast spirit possession, they should be able to create a super-elastic Dragon-Binding Lock, right? That would bring the Spirit Hall even more revenue…

"Greetings, Your Holiness the Pope." The bearded man bowed, his smile towards the three men somewhat sinister.

"Kids, if you resist again, I'll get the headmaster to arrest you!"

With his dream of making money shattered, Qian Xunji has no choice but to deal with the immediate issues at hand.

He looked at Zhengxin: "Your starting point was worse than theirs, but now you have a chance to overtake them! Are you really not willing?"

"Hiss~" Zhengxin's heart skipped a beat.

If he becomes a Great Soul Master, while Ruixing and Xuebingcheng are merely Soul Masters, he can look down on them arrogantly and deliver a classic line with haughtiness—

Who do you think you are? What do I think I am? You mere Soul Master dare to speak to me!

"I'll wear it!"

Upon seeing Zhengxin's betrayal, Luckin Coffee scoffed, its expression arrogant: "Only the weak need these external things to limit themselves; the strong overcome everything!"

Qian Xunji ignored him and turned to the chubby boy: "Xiao Xue, you don't want your cultivation to be surpassed by Zheng Xin, do you?"

"Your Holiness the Pope, who seems to be living a rather comfortable life, please..."

Before Luckin Coffee could finish speaking, Snow Ice Cream betrayed them with utter honesty: "I'll take it!"

"you!"

"Don't worry, even if my cultivation is stronger than yours, I'll still pursue you relentlessly! I'm not the kind of person who easily gets bored with the old and craves the new!"

The curse from Snow Ice City successfully broke Luckin Coffee's defenses, and he wailed, "I'll wear it too!"

"Good boy." Qian Xunji was about to say a few polite words when the dormitory supervisor rushed forward and pulled down the kids' pants. He did this swiftly, not forgetting to flatter Qian Xunji: "Your Holiness the Pope is unparalleled in wisdom!"

"No, right here?" Xue Bingcheng was so frightened that she pulled down her clothes to cover her bare lower body, the clothes being stretched into a rounded curve by her small belly.

The bearded man ignored all that and gave the chubby boy's bottom a hard slap: "Who cares about that enoki mushroom of yours!"

Luckin Coffee chuckled: "You fatso, you're cute even when you're small~"

"Aren't you going to take your clothes off too?"

"I'm older than you! The older one should ruthlessly humiliate the younger one!"

"Get out!"

The chubby guy's health has improved, and Luckin Coffee is overjoyed.

Zhengxin glanced at it, not believing himself to be inferior to Luckin Coffee, and his momentum was even stronger.

Qian Xunji watched the three of them making small gestures and didn't know what to say for a moment.

Is this the Kunxu Winning School?

I didn't understand, and I was deeply shocked.

Fearing these three troublemakers might cause trouble at the college (definitely not to slack off at work), Qian Xunji changed his clothes and deliberately followed them around the campus. Perhaps because their system's factory settings were rather rudimentary, the three were very accepting of student loans and even started making money plans.

"Fatty and I can both produce drinks, and Shin-chan can make regular fried chicken. We can buy a cart and set up a stall near the cafeteria, or sell our products directly to the cafeteria. As for which option to choose, we'll have to assess the profit margins and select the best one."

Luckin Coffee was devising its money-making plan, while Zhengxin and Xuebingcheng listened.

Zhengxin suggested, "Actually, we can do both simultaneously. The chicken cutlets can be sold only at the stall, while the drinks can be sold to the cafeteria, with a fixed daily supply. We can make our own condiments and allow customers to DIY their drinks, but the price will have to be increased."

"Not bad!" Luckin Coffee nodded.

Xue Bingcheng chuckled and clapped incessantly, providing ample emotional value.

Qian Xunji silently gave it a thumbs up.

As expected of Douluo Kunxu, even mortal enemies can temporarily reconcile when it comes to money.

Following the kids to the ordinary cafeteria, Qian Xunji picked up his tray, ready to try the authentic cuisine of Douluo Continent. Just as he reached the food counter, he saw an auntie sawing bread with a saw.

"Crunch, crunch..."

After sawing for a long time, the black bread finally broke.

A thin-faced boy picked up a slice of dark bread, spread jam and butter on it, took out pieces of salted fish and bacon crumbs from the buffet plate with tongs, scooped up a spoonful of corn kernels and chickpeas, finally poured a large bowl of milk, took two hard-boiled eggs from the basket, and went to the table to eat.

As he passed by Qian Xunji, he clearly smelled the stench unique to salted fish.

"What kind of culinary abomination is this? Can this stuff even be eaten?" Qian Xunji could hardly believe his nose.

But when Qian Xunji thought about how Dai Yuhao could make money from grilled fish ten thousand years later, and how it was a white man's meal in the technological age, he didn't find the food strange anymore.

My gaze swept around the buffet area, and the only food that suited the Chinese palate was plain congee.

But plain porridge...

No pickled mustard greens, no pork floss, no fermented bean curd, no dried radish...

Drinking plain porridge is not a source of happiness at all.

Chihiro put the plate back, abandoning her expectations for the indigenous food.

As expected, the food in Western fantasy worlds is... well, let's just say it's not all that great!

"No wonder the check-in mini-program gave out so much food, grains, and recipes; it turns out the food in Douluo Continent is this weird!"

Perhaps startled by the culinary disaster, Luckin Coffee and Snow Ice Cream hugged Zhengxin tightly, saying, "Good little brother, I'll never complain about your chicken cutlet again."

Qian Xunji observed the diners in the cafeteria. Their clothes were made of ordinary materials, suggesting they came from modest backgrounds. He activated his personal terminal to check the cafeteria situation at Martial Soul Academy.

Martial Soul Academy has seven canteens: a free canteen for work-study students, a free canteen for high-priced students, a free canteen for faculty and staff, a paid canteen for work-study students, a paid canteen for high-priced students, a paid canteen for faculty and staff, and a private customized restaurant.

The work-study student cafeteria is located within the work-study student dormitory area; the premium student cafeteria is located within the double dormitory area and single apartment area; the faculty cafeteria is located within the faculty dormitory area; and the private customized restaurant is located within the villa area. The paid cafeteria is located one floor above the free cafeteria.

"The cafeteria now has different classes!"

Qianxunji exclaimed that he was an expert and released his divine sense to examine the food in the seven canteens.

The part-time student cafeteria sells white bread made from wheat flour, wheat cakes, steaks, and soul beast meat aged ten to a hundred years, which are free in the high-priced student cafeteria and the faculty cafeteria. The paid area sells soul beast meat aged a thousand or ten thousand years, as well as medicinal cuisine.

The private custom restaurant has several chefs whose martial souls are all cooking utensils. Their cultivation levels are above Soul King, and the food they make has special effects.

It's just that the presentation is...

The presentation was exquisite, but the taste was probably just average.

After all, there are no spices like salt and pepper, cumin, or pepper here; the only seasonings are salt, fruit vinegar, honey, and herbs.

Perhaps it was bad timing, but just as Qian Xunji withdrew his divine sense, Bibi Dong came to buy porridge.

Having grown accustomed to aristocratic life, she simply couldn't accept these strange foods.

So, on her first day at school, she had a snack on the second floor, which cost her two gold coins!

Bibi Dong realized the dire situation was due to her nearly bankrupt wallet.

She needs to learn how to save money.

After carefully selecting food at the free canteen, Bibi Dong finally found something edible.

Boiled eggs with milk, white porridge with sugar.

It's best to add three spoonfuls.

"This is the taste of Xiaogang." After sprinkling sugar into the white porridge, Bibi Dong stood there, smelled it longingly, licked it with the tip of her tongue, and a look of nostalgia appeared in her eyes.

"Back then, when Xiao Gang was researching information at the Spirit Hall, she cooked me a bowl of plain porridge. It tasted just like this—the taste of home!"

Where is that sour smell coming from?

Qian Xunji rubbed his nose, looked around, and immediately spotted Bibi Dong grinning foolishly, her expressionless face showing faint cracks.

Holy crap, there's something dirty here!