Chapter 268: Waste

The second floor of the cafeteria is a nutrition restaurant exclusive to the mecha department, and only students of the mecha department can step into it, because both the meals and nutrients here are specially made, which can effectively replenish the physical and mental energy consumed by the mecha masters.

Of course, this is not to say that you don't need to eat special food before becoming a mech, and the nutrients needed for daily super-intensity training are not something that ordinary food can supplement.

As a student of the mecha department, Bai Ziyue is also eligible to eat in the nutrition restaurant, but her classmates in the same grade are still in military training, and she is always staying in the bedroom, so naturally she doesn't know the news.

The food in the nutrition restaurant is generally nutritious, sweet, sour, bitter, spicy and salty, with various flavors.

But no matter how much the taste is, you will feel tired after eating it a few more times.

Bai Ziyue flipped through the menu of the restaurant and found that the price of nutrients here was also very unusual, about twice as expensive as normal.

The strange thing is that they haven't seen the normal meals after the menu is over, could it be that they came to the cafeteria to eat just to drink nutrients

It's not kidding her

"It's been a long time since I've drunk durian-flavored," Bai Mo muttered to himself, "I'm really a little nostalgic." ”

Ross, "Who made you be an otaku all day, haven't been in a restaurant in months"

Bai Mo touched the communicator distressedly, "Even if you enter the restaurant, you are reluctant to buy it."

Durian is a big killer, very nutritious, and is a proper king of fruits in the interstellar era.

It's a pity that the yield is too low, and the shelf life after processing is not long, so ordinary nutrients simply delete this taste, and the nutrition restaurant of the Seventh Military Academy is rich, and every week a large cart of fresh food will be bought and put into the fresh-keeping warehouse to supplement the nutrition of the students of the mecha department.

As for sales, it can only be said that it is steadily declining.

The durian-flavored low-end nutrients cost 200 stars each, while the other flavors only cost 40 stars, and even if they are not bad, fewer and fewer people buy them.

Bai Mo is a loyal customer of durian-flavored nutrients, but he is an otaku, and he would rather invest in holographic online games if he has money, and he is quite stingy with his mouth.

"I don't think you want to get a college diploma" Ross hates iron and steel, and it's not uncommon to take care of this dead otaku anymore.

Obviously, when the junior brother first entered the school, he was still full of vitality, saying that he wanted to follow in the footsteps of the male god Gu Jianan, and it was only a school year, and the former ambitions and words were fed to the dogs.

I really don't know what's going on

The corners of Bai Mo's mouth were full of bitterness, and he drooped his head and said indifferently, "I know that Senior Luo is for my good, and I blame my bad life, I'm afraid that I didn't become a mecha master." ”

Tremblingly, he raised his thin and pale hand and looked at it, compared with last year, it was really a world of difference, and he really looked a little helpless.

Ross's eyes froze, and he grabbed the weak hand like lightning, "What's going on?"

It's only been a long time, and the day when Senior Sister Mingyue invited everyone to dinner, she hadn't lost weight like chicken feet, no wonder she knocked on the door just now to find him to eat and refused to come out.

Bai Ziyue's eyes rolled, and she asked tentatively, "Is Senior Bai's living expenses not enough?"

If the living expenses are not enough, then what kind of games do you play in the bedroom, and follow the senior to find some part-time jobs.

"No way, the Bai family is rich," Ross didn't believe it, "unless his stepmother didn't give him tuition and miscellaneous living expenses." ”

Bai Ziyue suddenly turned out to be a poor baby with a vicious stepmother, no wonder she couldn't eat enough.

Fortunately, her stepmother is very kind, and the living expenses given to her will only be more, not less.

"I have money," Bai Mo sneered, "and there is only money left." ”

There was nothing left but money.

His talent was destroyed, his body was ruined, he could no longer become a mecha division, and he could not get a diploma from the Seventh Military Academy.

Bai Ziyue didn't know what to do, but Rossi's face changed drastically, "No, how dare she be cruel to you, and your father doesn't care?"

"That woman is pregnant, it's a boy," Bai Mo recalled the scene when his father took money to gag him and warned him to hide the matter, and his heart was like a knife.

What do you say, Bai Mo is already a waste, for the good of the Bai family, he can't ruin his brother's reputation, otherwise he will be expelled from the house.

That's his own father, who threw him on the ground for an unborn baby.

Ross was so angry that he was about to explode, "Then what do you think, just accept your fate"

Let the slut go unpunished and live a life of luxury and comfort

Bai Mo, "Otherwise?"

Ross was instantly deflated, yes, what can you do if you don't accept your fate, how can you get justice for yourself without power and power.

For a moment, the air was a little heavier.

"Senior Sisi, didn't you say that there is something delicious here," Bai Ziyue broke the silence abruptly, "Why did I only see nutrients?"

Ross gritted his teeth, "When is it, you still want to eat." ”

Even if you haven't known each other for a long time, you should feel a little sympathetic to hear such a tragedy in life.

When his eyes touched the big belly of a pregnant woman, it was as if someone had poured cold water on his head.

Yes, pregnant women can't be hungry, and it's normal for the school sister to think about eating, so she shouted resignedly, "Waiter"

Bai Mo snorted and laughed, "Ziyue junior sister is so interesting. ”

Ordinary people should be busy comforting him at this time, where will they still worry about eating, but this is also what he is happy to see.

In fact, what poor people fear most is the sympathy and pity of others.

"If you don't want to laugh, don't laugh, it's ugly," Bai Ziyue squinted at him, "If you don't call the police, who can blame you?"

Ross frowned, "Senior sister, being abandoned by the family as a minor is a big deal, and the guardian has the right to recover the money in the family's abandoned son's personal account." ”

If you don't have talent, you're just an ordinary person, living on the streets penniless, and you don't even have a foothold, how can you survive.

Bai Ziyue thought for a while, "I remember that there was a crime of abandonment"

The so-called crime of abandonment is specifically aimed at minors, and if the abandoned person is not yet a minor, the guardian not only has to go to prison, but also has to transfer one-third of the assets in his name to the abandoned person.

Bai Mo is only 22 years old and is still within the scope of legal protection.

"Yes," Ross nodded, "But the Bai family is powerful, and there is no way for us to sue without power and power." ”

"Don't worry about me," Bai Mo said indifferently, "Anyway, the slut's child hasn't been born yet, who knows if it's talented, if it's also a waste, the Bai family will be completely hopeless." ”

As long as the kid is also a wreck, he can rest assured.

Ross sounded a little wrong, "Senior Brother Bai, you don't think about it"

"Hello guests, do you need to order?" the waiter with a few youthful pimples on his chin interjected.

"Ang right" Bai Ziyue looked up and said, "What about the menu?"

The waiter handed out the tablet light brain and said with a smile, "Please select the food you need, and press the confirmation button to finish after ordering." ”

Bai Ziyue nodded and took the tablet, carefully flipped through the menu, ordered a sweet and sour tenderloin and a stir-fried lettuce, and stuffed the tablet into Rossi's hand, "Here." ”

Order or something, but not too dictatorial.