The one who woke Chen Yuan was a warrior with a green face. The look in his eyes when he looked at Chen Yuan was a little impatient and confused.

He always remembered that in the past, the uncle who made food for himself was a kind-hearted uncle, but why did he suddenly change today?

However, this young soldier did not reveal his thoughts, but instead woke Chen Yuan up with anxiety.

"Cake food!"

After hearing this, Chen Yuan's eyes immediately became focal, and he subconsciously lifted the lid of the rice bucket, picked up a large spoon with a long handle and scooped down hard.

The next moment, the young warrior and Chen Yuan were stunned at the two piles of rice that were taller in the iron plate than the former.

"What do you mean?"

After a while of silence, the young warrior said speechlessly, and above his forehead was full of black lines.

After hearing this, Chen Yuan immediately looked at the rice spoon in his hand in a daze, and only realized it after a second or two.

"Ah, sorry."

As he said that, the rice spoon in Chen Yuan's hand attacked the iron plate at a speed that was unaware of by the naked eye, without giving the rice on it any time to react.

After a sound of breaking through the air, the rice in the iron plate finally returned to its normal size range, and it emitted a buzz of heat. Each one looked plump and full, crystal clear, and looked so tempting.

But all this was not observed by the young warriors.

He was still shocked by Chen Yuan's technique just now. He might not be able to do this speed of waving things in his hands!

Who is this new restaurant chef?

"Okay, this is enough, right?"

What brought him back to reality was Chen Yuan's slightly excited words.

After nodding, the young soldier took the iron plate with a mist and went to the other aunties who were cooking. From time to time, he turned his head and looked at Chen Yuan suspiciously.

And the latter also kept staring at him.

Chen Yuan was indeed a little excited now. After not figuring out what he had forgotten, he subconsciously did as he said uncle Lao Wu.

In the very short period of time just now, Chen Yuan's mind was not above his own movements, nor did he have the face of a young warrior.

But it is above everything related around it.

For example, the iron plate in the hands of a soldier.

Judging from its material, it is the latest type of synthetic metal, with very weak spiritual power, and the spoon in my hand is also made of the same material.

In addition to being strong and lightweight, this synthetic metal has the greatest effect of its weak spiritual power. If it is used to hold food, these weak spiritual power can not only keep food fresh for a long time, but also instill spiritual power into it.

Although it is less than it, foods that have been cultivated by these spiritual powers have a certain benefit to warriors. Long-term eating can slowly and steadily improve physical fitness, enhance physical strength while also enhancing their affinity for spiritual power.

There is also the rice with different eyes in the two rice buckets. The ones that were scooped for the young soldiers just now were made of a new type of rice that was artificially cultivated and bred, which was rich in various substances needed by the human body.

This kind of rice that has been edified by spiritual power for a long time can promote the spiritual power in the human body. If you eat it for a long time, your cultivation will grow at a slow but stable rate. If you eat it for ordinary people, a normal bowl of rice can guarantee a whole day.

The amount of activity, and the higher the cultivation level of a warrior, the more he can eat.

The other one in the bucket is black rice.

Like white rice, they are all products of artificial cultivation, but compared with the white rice just now, it pays more attention to energy replenishment and condensation. If consumed for a long time, it can significantly refine the spiritual power in the human body to a certain extent.

Moreover, the ability contained in this kind of rice is much higher than that of white rice. A bowl of black rice that looks the same as white rice can ensure that an ordinary person can get close to thirty-six hours of activity, which is only one and a half days.

Therefore, the higher the cultivation level, the more people will prefer this kind of black rice, because the spiritual power growth effect brought by white rice has no great impact on them. Instead, the black rice that can save a lot of eating time is more favored by the strong.

And what Chen Yuan had just eaten was a bowl of black rice.

But in fact, these things are not the points that Chen Yuan discovered that made him really happy.

What Chen Yuan was excited was that when he was paying attention to these details just now, he actually counted the amount of white rice in the iron plate!

Four thousand nine hundred and twenty-seven white rice.

But now that Chen Yuan turned around and thought about it carefully, he could not recall clearly how he counted clearly. Even if the result could not be verified, Chen Yuan was sure that there were so many grains of rice.

Thinking of this, Chen Yuan always had the urge to run over to tell the young warrior that he wanted to count and confirm his results.

But after thinking about it carefully, Chen Yuan gave up this plan. He didn't want to be labeled as a "second fool" on the first day of work.

However, Chen Yuan always felt that he could still get in touch with the feeling that was a little unclear.

Although he didn't know what it was, he understood that that state would be of great benefit to his future cultivation.

After reaching these conclusions, Chen Yuan began to look forward to the people who came to the cafeteria to get their meals next moment.

How many grains of rice will they have?

As time passed slowly, there were more and more people in the canteen. Many of them discovered that the people who made meals today had changed to someone about the same age as them.

Although I was a little curious, I didn't think or speculate too much.

Chen Yuan also changed from "counting meters" at the beginning to controlling the number of rice grains he made. Although there were still differences, the errors between them gradually became smaller and smaller.

His eyes became brighter and brighter, and the excitement and expectation became stronger and stronger.

After repeated attempts and entering that state, Chen Yuan finally discovered the reason.

It is the black light spot that I dreamed of.

Originally, Chen Yuan thought that it might take a long time to discover other uses of the black light spots again after Li Yuanyue's tent, rather than being as useless as it is now.

But unexpectedly, the more Chen Yuan cared about these details that he would not pay attention to when observing, his eyes would become cooler, and there was a thin layer of shadow covering his vision.

But when Chen Yuan had a sudden idea and suddenly stopped his observation in the process, the shadow in his eyes suddenly became thicker, exactly the same as when he was in Li Yuanyue's tent last night.

Therefore, Chen Yuan came to a conclusion.

The biggest function of this shadow that can cover one's own field of vision is to help oneself observe the most subtle things.

But what Chen Yuan didn't know was that although the monster species had powerful bodies and power, they were much behind humans in the use and perception of spiritual power.

Many monsters, such as the Fiery Toothed Dog, rely on their own organs that are strengthened by spiritual power to observe, discover and track them.

Therefore, the observation of howling is unique in the world of monsters!

However, for Chen Yuan, who is much more sensitive to spiritual power than ordinary people, the observation power brought by the shadow is indeed a bit useless. Only when Chen Yuan discovered that his new use shadow was not completely forgotten by Chen Yuan.

Although I don’t know how far the range I can observe in this state, no matter how much the canteen is, no matter how much the turbulence is, in the canteen now, no matter how much the turbulence is, it cannot escape Chen Yuan’s observation.

For example, Zhuge Weng who just stepped into the canteen.

Seeing this person who had been instigating others to conflict with him, Chen Yuan's originally good mood suddenly calmed down a little, and the shadow in his eyes quietly faded away.

However, Zhuge Wen did not notice Chen Yuan. As soon as he stepped into the cafeteria, he began to look around, but after a while, he walked towards Chen Yuan with the other four people in his team.

I don’t know why. Chen Yuan always felt that the Zhuge Weng he saw this time seemed to be different, but there was no obvious change.

But he smiled a little more than usual, looked a little open-minded, and felt calm about everything, as if even if something big suddenly changed, there wouldn't be any changes on his face.

After thinking of this, Chen Yuan's body suddenly stiffened.

He forgot the most important point, the split body!

Everything in the exercise venue made him feel bad, and the magical use of the shadows found in the cafeteria made him devote all his energy to a while. If he hadn't felt the abnormality in Zhuge Weng, Chen Yuan really suspected that he would have forgotten this most important thing today.

But what can I do if I remember it?

Now that I have no mental power, and cannot build my spiritual body, I cannot absorb and cultivate any mental power. Zhao Shiyi also fell asleep in his mind and showed no sign of waking up, so do I have to rely on my naked eyes to observe now?

Then even if you guess correctly, can you be the opponent of the split body now?

Thinking of this, Chen Yuan frowned tightly, his eyes full of contemplation and distress.

It was at this moment that Zhuge Weng's voice sounded in Chen Yuan's ears.

"Hello, please serve me some food."

When Chen Yuan heard this, he was shocked, but he kept frowning, picked up the rice spoon in his hand and scooped it towards the white rice.

"Wait, I want to eat some black rice."

This time, Chen Yuan finally raised his head, but he still frowned and looked at Zhuge Weng with a smile on his face.

At this moment, Zhuge Weng looked like a handsome young man, looking very graceful, as if his aura could invisibly infect other people.

"Student, with your cultivation level, white rice should be more suitable."

Chen Yuan deliberately lowered his voice. No matter whether Zhuge Weng is a split body or not, he doesn't want his identity to be recognized by the other party.

After the words were finished, Zhuge Weng nodded thoughtfully, with a very kind smile in his eyes, and the smile on his face was also very friendly, making people feel as if they were bathed in spring breeze.

"Then let's just white rice, thank you."
Chapter completed!