Entering the cafeteria, Mo Qing saw Mo Zhu and a group of them at a glance.

Mo Zhu's grandfather is not Mo Xuan, but Mo Xuan's brother, when he was competing for the head of the family, he lost to Mo Xuan, who comprehended boxing skills early, so the people in their vein are more opposite to Mo Xuan's vein.

Although he had often encountered it when he was eating before, this time, Mo Qing always felt that he seemed to look at himself very unpleasantly, and his eyes were a little vicious.

Mo Qing didn't want to come into contact with these people, so he went directly to the place where the canteen was served.

Free rationed meals will be given to you as long as you come to eat, and if you don't come, they won't be kept for you alone.

Mo Qing came here and received three taels of rice, a bowl of chicken nuggets and a plate of stir-fried pork with green vegetables, and a small bottle of energy drink.

Looking at this ration of food, Mo Qing frowned slightly, it seems that he can eat it all in a few bites, and if he adds food, the price is not low.

Because of his poor performance in the family test, the money and goods he receives every month will be halved in the future, and this problem of eating is really a big problem.

With these free foods in hand, Mo Qing came to a table where no one was and sat down, ready to start.

Before Mo Qing was eating, suddenly the figure next to him shook, and a person passed by his table, and he didn't know if he was accidentally or deliberately, and actually knocked over Mo Qing's plate.

"Click!"

Energy drinks fell to the ground and spilled food.

"Oh, I'm really embarrassed, I actually knocked over the food of the great genius, do you want my brother to pay you?"

The yin and yang weird voice sounded, and the tone revealed the taste of unscrupulousness, which was clearly deliberate!

Mo Qing raised his head silently, the person in front of him was called Mo Huai, Mo Zhu's younger brother, thirteen years old this year, in the early stage of the second-level boxer, he was only one year older than Mo Qing, and he was also relatively low in the ranking of direct disciples.

But no matter how far back, there is no Mo Qing behind, Mo Qing is the penultimate in the direct line, and even the penultimate in the side lineage, he used to be known as the first day talent, he usually bullies Mo Qing for fun.

Seeing Mo Qing looking up at him, he said with a hippie smile: "Mo Qing, my brother knows that you don't have any money, but it doesn't matter, as long as you let me go to your room to pick five meteorites, then my brother will cover you for a month's meal, and you can eat as much as you want, how about it?"

Meteorites were not so popular a few years ago, but recently with the advancement of science and technology, there are things that can extract meteorite energy, and many people have found treasures in meteorites.

The most contained thing in meteorites is metal.

Think about it, those meteors fly through the atmosphere and fall, after the atmosphere burns, what is left inside?

Most of the rest of the stuff is metal, and it's a very good quality metal, ordinary metal, but it can't withstand the burning of the atmosphere.

People practice boxing, and the ninth-level boxer is the limit of human beings, and the advancement of the boxer and boxer in the back relies on other means.

And a ninth-level boxer can send out a fist with a power of more than 900 kilograms, close to a thousand kilograms, once the fist power exceeds 1,000 kilograms, it is the realm of a boxer.

With such a powerful fist, it is too difficult to resist, so while people cultivate fists, they are also making armor.

The manufacturing history of armor has a long history, workmanship is very important, weight is also very important, lightness is also very important, and even some special armor, not only does not increase the burden of people, but can greatly improve people's ability and give full play to people's potential.

In this way, there are high requirements for the metal used to make armor, and the more precious the metal, the special metal, has its own unique use.

The metals contained in meteorites are all flown from space, which are relatively unique and very valuable.

Once a certain meteorite is found to contain metals, then the meteorite is often auctioned for a very high price, with a meteorite overnight rich, this has happened many times in the past two years.

Identification of meteorites is now also a hot industry.

The first time Mo Qing collected meteorites, he got the meteorite that contained a strong cold air, and then he felt that the meteorite was not ordinary.

Although he couldn't cultivate later, Mo Qing was still obsessed with collecting meteorites, and his money was basically used for this thing.

And at that time, meteorites were very cheap, and he could afford to play with them, and now in his room, there is a huge iron cabinet, in which the savings of these years are piled up, about a hundred meteorites.

Now that these things have doubled in value, the benefits of meteorites have also been discovered, and Mo Qing has actually become a rich man.

In this world where strength is king and money is the rule, Mo Qing has no strength, but he still has treasures, which naturally arouses the jealousy of many people.

Mo Zhu is such a person, Mo Huai is also such a person, the two of them are a raccoon dog, and they are both fighting the idea of many meteorites in Mo Qing's hands.

Of course, there are not a few people in the Mo family who have the idea of Mo Qing, but none of them want to take it for themselves.

Mo Qing looked at Mo Huai with a hippie smile in front of him, and sneered: "Mo Huai, it's no problem if you want a meteorite, I can give you a few pieces for free, but now you have to kneel down and lick up these foods on the ground for me!"

Mo Huai's face changed drastically: "Look for death! What are you talking to? Who are you talking to!"

"Whew!"

Mo Huai raised his fist, this world is not speculative, it is basically solved by fists.

Although Mo Qing knew that he was not Mo Huai's opponent, he definitely couldn't bear Mo Huai's insult now, he didn't give in on the spot, raised his hand mercilessly, raised his hand and threw the dinner plate in his hand, and smashed it directly into Mo Huai's face!

If the strength is not good, you need to use other means, and Mo Qing has no worries about doing it.

At such a close distance, Mo Huai was very embarrassed to dodge, and in a hurry to dodge, he was still hit by the plate and fell on the shoulder.

Although it's not very heavy, it's also an iron thing, and Mo Huai grinned in pain.

"Stinky boy, you actually have the courage to do something to me! I will teach you a good lesson today! I want you to know what it means to respect my brother!"

Mo Huai was furious, and he was going to be ruthless to Mo Qing.

"That's enough! The elders will come to eat in a while, what are you making trouble here? If you don't want to eat, get out!"

With a loud shout, Mo Huai's body trembled, and he hurriedly stopped his hand.

Mo Qing was about to hit someone with a stool, but when he heard this person's voice, he couldn't help but stop.

A ten-year-old young man in black was sitting in the corner, eating slowly.

Mo Feng, the second in strength among the three generations of disciples in the family, is also the second oldest, and the peak of the seventh-level boxer!

For these three generations of disciples, Mo Feng is almost unattainable, Mo Feng spoke, naturally no one dared to disobey, Mo Huai said curtly: "Second brother, it's not me looking for trouble, Mo Qing smashed me with a plate first." ”

"Shut up, get back to sitting!"

Mo Feng didn't want to deal with him, so he said coldly, and Mo Huai immediately shut up and went back.

Mo Feng only glanced up at Mo Qing at this time: "Mo Qing, those meteorites of yours, if you want to make a move, you can come to the second brother, and I will give you a fair price." ”

Mo Feng is strong, and he enjoys three times the family money and material treatment of ordinary disciples, so he is considered a rich man, so he naturally has the strength to say such things.

Mo Qing just nodded slightly: "If I really can't hold on one day, maybe I'll consider shooting the meteorite." ”

After speaking, Mo Qing picked up the dinner plate, returned to the place where he was cooking, took out his card, and directly ordered food worth five gold coins, almost a full table, and found a corner to eat again.

Mo Qing's attitude made Mo Feng a little unhappy, but he still ate slowly with great grace, and only occasionally looked at Mo Qing with a hint of sharpness in his eyes.

A meal cost almost one-tenth of today's property, and Mo Qing was considered full, and left the cafeteria with a satisfied stomach.

Now Mo Qing feels more and more that the environment is unfavorable to him, and the people around him are relatives, but this family is too big, and they are also worried about their own meteorites, including the more low-level barbaric ones like Mozhu Mohuai, and the more powerful ones like Mo Feng.

Without the strength to back up, sooner or later your property will not be able to hold on.

It seems that the plan has to be stepped up, and there is no need to keep this bit of gold coins in his hand, go buy the potion first, and it will last as long as it can last.

There is a pharmacy in the family, and many of the potions in it are in demand, and Mo Qing plans to buy some.

But before going to the pharmacy, Mo Qing also planned to test his current strength to see if he had made some progress after cultivating the waterfall overnight this time.