Hao Shu said: "So you mean, entering the stronghold doesn't mean that you can sit back and relax?" ”

Momoto said with a smile: "Even in our original world, there are all kinds of accidents. I just think that since we entered the stronghold together, it can be considered fate. If there is any situation in the future, you may wish to help each other more. ”

Haoshu nodded: "That's how it should be." ”

Fang Hao also agreed: "I have no opinion. ”

There was no blood alliance, no agreement, and a loose mutual aid group was born. As for how long it can last and what role it can play, it depends on what you do in the future.

Everyone knows this well, so there is no need to shout slogans and set policies.

There was a bell ringing outside, which was a reminder that it was time for dinner.

In the metaverse, timing tools are still quite scarce. With the pass's countdown, you can only calculate the time within 24 hours.

Haoshu put the chair back in his room, and the three of them closed the door and walked towards the cafeteria together.

There are still many people like them who go out to eat in this building, all wearing Metaverse style clothes, or in groups of three or five, or alone.

Those who are too far away will be counted, and those who can get it will have a few words under the peach capital.

Some would respond politely, others would be very cold, and some would simply glare at him.

Although the attitudes of these people are different, the meaning of "the living do not come near" is surprisingly consistent.

Fang Hao couldn't help but think that when he first saw Hao Shu, the other party had a similar attitude.

It seems that everyone is fully aware of the dangers of the Metaverse, so they are very vigilant.

This made Fang Hao realize that he had unknowingly fallen into a misunderstanding.

Originally, he felt that the life and death tests he had experienced would definitely surpass that of other newcomers who appeared in the stronghold, so his awareness of danger was deeper than others.

Those who are even more unlucky than him will not survive the stronghold at all, which is called survivorship bias.

But in retrospect, I know that this idea was too subjective. He doesn't know the experiences of others, so how can he make such comparisons.

And because he has the talent of a derivator, he subconsciously has a fearless mentality, and his sense of crisis is not as good as that of other newcomers.

Still can't be careless, be cautious!

Fang Hao secretly admonished himself in his heart, but he couldn't be urgent no matter what.

On the way to the cafeteria, I met many people wearing training uniforms, but they did not have collar badges and armbands on their clothes, and the difference between them and the patrol members was clear at a glance.

Taodu didn't go to these people again, but just pricked up his ears to listen to what they were saying.

When I arrived at the cafeteria and entered the hall, the noise came to my face, and there were shaking heads in front of me, not to mention three or four hundred people. But the dining room is big enough that it doesn't seem crowded, and it can accommodate twice as many people.

There were five open windows for cooking, and the queue in front of the window was about the same length.

"Wait a minute, I'll take a look." Motodu said as he walked past the crowd and towards the window.

Fang Hao's gaze slowly scanned the hall, and he saw that most of the people were around twenty years old, but there were also some who were around thirty, and there were some people like him who had particularly tender faces.

At a cursory glance, there are slightly more men than women.

The people who come here to eat are all students, and the atmosphere is similar to that of the school cafeteria.

The noisy noise in the hall was mainly caused by the laughter and conversation of the old students in training uniforms, and most of the new students in the Metaverse style clothes were relatively quiet.

However, probably due to the influence of the old students, the faces of the new students gradually became less tense, and acquaintances began to talk to each other in a whisper.

This kind of place full of fireworks in the world is very helpful in dispelling the fear and anxiety in people's hearts.

After a while, Tao Du came back from reconnaissance and said, "The food at each window is the same, and it looks similar to what we ate at noon." ”

Fang Hao didn't have much expectation, and said, "Then what to eat." ”

The three of them lined up to the window. The old student who was in charge of cooking inside was also an old student who did not have a collar badge, took a wooden dinner plate from the side, scooped a spoonful of stewed vegetables into it, put a steamed bun in it, and said: "If you are not enough, you can add more, and resolutely put an end to waste." ”

Tao Du nodded: "Understood, understood." He took the plate and glanced at the two people in the back.

When Fang Hao and Haoshu were cooking, they also received the same notice, just like under the peach capital, they could serve as much as they wanted.

The three of them found an empty table and sat down. After tasting the stewed dishes on the dinner plate, I can't say how unpalatable it is, but it definitely has nothing to do with deliciousness, and it is even worse than the taste of eating in the village chief's canteen at noon.

Momoto said with a smile: "No wonder I'm afraid that we will waste it, this taste is really indescribable." ”

Fang Hao also smiled and said, "It's better than being hungry." ”

Hao Shu frowned slightly and said, "The materials here are really extremely scarce." ”

Taodu said: "The start-up stage is inevitable. ”

In terms of infrastructure and food, if China considers itself second, except for some shameless countries, no one in the world dares to claim the first.

But looking at the buildings in Xihai Town, as well as the stewed steamed buns on this plate, they do not reflect their due strength at all.

This is clearly not a matter of technology or thinking. Thousands of traversers gathered here, which is not a fraction of the pig's feet that single-handedly lit up the modern technology tree in ancient times, not to mention that they can go back to seek technical support at any time.

The only constraint is the serious shortage of all kinds of resources, as the so-called clever woman can hardly cook without rice.

The three of them had just eaten a few bites when the Elf Queen and Vanilla in the Mist also came over with a plate. Gathering is the instinct of primates engraved in their genes, and everyone is a newcomer, so it is natural to pick familiar people to gather.

The elf queen took a bite and put down her chopsticks and said, "It's so unpalatable!" ”

Although Vanilla in the fog did not speak, she obviously felt the same way when she looked at it.

In fact, it's not just them, Haoshu has been frowning since the first bite, but the chopsticks haven't stopped, as if he is completing a difficult task.

It's not that they are picky eaters. Everyone has their own eating habits and taste preferences, which are developed from a young age and are difficult to change in a short period of time.

Everyone's entry into the Metaverse is a short-term experience, and it is not a disaster or a wilderness, which does not involve survival issues, and there is no strong willingness to change.

And Fang Hao knew that the two girls and Hao Shu were all southerners, and it was normal for them not to be used to eating steamed bun stew.

Although the communication between them does not involve the real information of the individual in the metaphysical realm, the characteristics in the accent are inevitable.

Even if the pronunciation of Mandarin is very standard, some words and colloquial habits with obvious dialect characteristics will still show some clues.

Tao Duxia said: "If you can't eat it, I can do it for you, don't waste it." ”

"Ah, thank you so much." The Elven Queen said as she pushed the plate next to the plate under the peach capital, "Just leave me a small half." In addition, this steamed bun is also good for you, okay? ”

"Okay." Momoto nodded under the head.

Fang Hao looked at the vanilla in the mist: "Do you want to do it for you?" ”

Vanilla in the mist said, "Thank you, I can finish it." ”

The elven queen ate the leftover stewed dishes on her plate little by little like picking beans, looked around the cafeteria, and said, "There doesn't seem to be a patrol here." ”

"Their canteen isn't here. However, I believe that the meals should be about the same, and there is no difference in treatment at this point. ”

Herb in the fog said: "Actually, these ingredients can be made even more delicious." ”

Everyone couldn't agree more. Even with the most basic ingredients, flour, beef, and potatoes can make many tricks.

Fang Hao said: "If it is too delicious, it may not be enough." ”

Tao Du said: "Yes, one Yuan can at least eat three normal people. It is estimated that there must be tens of thousands of people in this city, which is equivalent to 100,000 people to eat, which is not a small amount of food. ”

The elven queen said, "Then I will try not to eat in the future and save some food for the stronghold." ”

Tao Du smiled and said, "Look, this doesn't have an effect. ”

The elf queen smiled and said, "I discussed it with vanilla, let's come to the stronghold together, since we know each other by fate, we can help each other in the future." ”

Momoto said, "Of course. ”

The elven queen said, "Then our small group is called 'On the Breeze of the West Sea', what do you think?" ”

Fang Hao thought to himself, "What kind of ghost name is this?" I couldn't understand it, but I didn't say anything.

Haoshu ate intently, as if he hadn't heard the topic.

Of course, Taodu will not object, saying, "I have no opinion." ”

For them, it doesn't really matter what the small group is called. Just like the name of the chat group, it's just a tag, and it doesn't have to be 404.

The Elven Queen said happily, "Well, that's it!" ”

Suddenly, I heard someone shouting, "What's wrong with the charger?" Eat your meal?! ”

This man's voice was so loud that even in the noisy cafeteria, it still clearly reached everyone's ears.

A few people followed the prestige and saw a young man standing at a table more than ten meters away.

The guy was wearing Metaverse-style clothes, and he was not too tall, about 1.7 meters tall.

Everywhere he looked, there was an adjacent dining table, around which sat seven or eight people, all dressed in training uniforms, and he did not know who he was angry with.

The guy yelled again: "Don't step on the horse and chirp crookedly behind your back, look for a smoke, right?" ”

A young man also stood up at the next table and said, "A group of people who eat white food have a long ability, you can try it!" He hooked his finger as he spoke.

The people at the table with him laughed, and there were many laughers in the audience.

The loud-voiced guy picked up the plate on the table and threw it at the guy at the next table.

There were still a lot of uneaten stews on his plate, and the juice suddenly splashed, covering a large area.