Although it's a classic three-choice question, PhD, is it possible that this is a subjective question, not a true/false question?

There isn't even a correct answer, and even the three alternative options seem a bit off. How am I supposed to interpret this?!

"Heh." Ai Haibara rolled her eyes at the doctor, speechless. "Only the last Chinese teahouse looked relatively normal."

If you choose option 2, the investment cost is high, and even if you make money, you don't know if you can afford to buy a wedding dress.

As for Candidate 1, that's even worse. It's practically a blatant provocation against school rules. The photo is completely pixelated; no wonder the school won't approve it.

Although Class F is full of idiots, Teacher Iron still managed to secure a favorable condition for them: they were allowed to use the money they earned to buy desks and chairs.

After informing them of the news, Teacher Iron Man left quickly, but the students in Class F were excited; they had long disliked this broken wooden plank.

[Then everyone started expressing their opinions...]

"I think haunted houses are great; they should be popular."

"Let's set up a simple casino."

"Selling roasted corn!!"

[As various opinions clashed in the air, at Minami's insistence, the program featuring the Chinese Tea House was finally settled.]

Academy City World

Hearing the increasingly outrageous opinions, Kuroko's hand holding the soda froze in mid-air as he stared at the screen in disbelief: "Are students these days really this unconventional?"

A haunted house with roasted corn is somewhat normal, but what's with the talk about opening a casino? Isn't that a bit too much...?

They actually dared to open a casino on campus! Does this guy have cholecystitis? He's got guts!

What's the difference between this and dancing on the head of a disciplinary committee member? It's practically suicide.

"With the Iron Man teacher as the homeroom teacher, he actually suggested opening a casino..." Misaka's face became increasingly stiff, and her lips twitched repeatedly: "Are they really not afraid of death?"

It's hard to imagine that this was a suggestion from a student. Fortunately, Minami and the others were relatively normal.

Otherwise, what if the guests arrive at the school for the school festival and discover that a casino has been hidden inside a classroom...?

Yeah, just thinking about it makes me imagine the expression on that face would be priceless, and then the school probably wouldn't need to stay open anymore...

[Amidst the busy setup, afternoon arrived quickly, and the scene inside Class F was utterly astonishing.]

Several students, cloaked in capes, huddled together, a black goat skull laid out before them, chanting incantations as if conducting a cult-like ritual.

In one corner of the classroom, several people were playing cards, performing wrestling, or playing video games—no one was studying...

"hiss--"

Seeing this scene, everyone gasped and felt a chill run down their spines. It felt more like a cult's hideout than Class F.

But these are all side jobs; their main job as students has been completely forgotten.

It really is a gathering of brilliant minds, a vibrant exchange of ideas, especially with that mystical sacrificial ceremony still going on. Is it some kind of missionary event?

After confirming the Chinese teahouse, Minami reminded Akihisa to be extra serious this time, as it concerned Himeji's transfer.

"Himeji-san, she..." Akihisa froze, as if struck by lightning, his world echoing only with the shocking news: "Transferring schools?!"

"What would happen if Class F didn't have Himeji-san?" Unwilling to accept the harsh reality, Akihisa was deeply engrossed in a mental struggle.

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"Everyone will lose hope, the class will collapse, and Huawei will become a hell ruled only by violence and chaos."

"Like a savior at the end of the century, the sole protagonist, Hideyoshi, encounters a biker gang..."

In Akihisa's imagination, he was transformed into a character from Fist of the North Star, carrying a fruit box and fighting alongside Hideyoshi against Yuuji, who had turned into a biker gang member.

However, due to the overwhelming amount of information processed in a short period, Akihisa's already slow-moving brain instantly crashed, and black smoke began to billow from its head!

"Akihisa, wake up!" Hideyoshi quickly reached out and shook Akihisa awake.

Awakened from his reverie, Akihisa's gaze softened, his eyes filled with a holy light: "Hideyoshi, even if I turned into a mohawk, would you still love me?"

"Hahaha, this amazing thought process, for Akihisa, this is probably the biggest and most desperate event in human history!"

"If we lose hope, the class will collapse and become hell... Dude, it's just transferring schools, it's not that serious!"

Seeing Akihisa's sudden change in style, everyone felt there were many things to complain about. How convoluted must his thought process be to come up with so many things in an instant?

And what's with the mohawk?! How can the news of Himeji transferring schools be linked to a mohawk?!

0.7 The Emiya family's meal world today

Seeing Akihisa's head practically emitting black smoke, Shirou was a little worried: "Seriously, his head's smoking? Are you alright...?"

This is really steaming! It's the first time he's ever seen someone whose brain reacts like an appliance overloaded.

"It's nothing, just a minor injury for Akihisa." Cú Chulainn waved his hand dismissively, saying it was just a small injury.

He finally understood: although Akihisa was an idiot, his recovery ability was terrifyingly strong, and he was exceptionally difficult to kill!

My jaw was kicked off, my hands swelled from hitting the wall, my spine was broken, and even my skull was cracked, but I never died.

Moreover, without exception, all of these injuries that looked like fatal wounds could heal in the blink of an eye!

"I think it's fine too." Rin nodded in agreement, then offered her opinion: "After all, there's nothing in Akihisa's brain that he could burn, right?"

This view was unanimously agreed upon; as everyone knows, Akihisa's mind is completely blank... even a zombie would curse him for being a ghost.

Chapter 959 Concentrated Sulfuric Acid as Seasoning, the Terrifying Himeji!

Just as Akihisa came to his senses and asked Himeji why he transferred schools, the sullen pervert who was in charge of making the tasting dishes and Himeji, carrying plates, returned to Class F.

"Tsuchiya-kun just finished preparing the menu for the Chinese teahouse. Would everyone like to try some?"

After seeing that everyone agreed, the lecherous man in silence handed over the plate he was holding: "Sesame dumplings..."

Yuuji and the others curiously picked one up and put it in their mouths, their eyes immediately lighting up: "The outside is crispy, but the inside is soft and fluffy, surprisingly delicious!"

Emiya Family's Meal World

Hearing everyone's unanimous praise, Shirou also became interested: "This is really unexpected. I didn't know Tsuchiya-kun could cook Chinese food..."

He had been waiting for this moment for far too long!

Aside from bizarre ingredients like salad oil, sugar water, and 1/67 instant noodles—which don't even require boiling a pot—we finally saw some normal dishes.

Seeing that everyone was alive, Rin finally felt relieved and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief: "It's good that everyone's alright. I thought it was going to be some kind of culinary disaster again..."

They actually dared to let the sly, unskilled culinary freak and the drug-making expert Himeji into the kitchen; they really won't learn their lesson until they're faced with the ultimate goal.

"Don't worry, sister!" Sakura smiled helplessly: "Not just anyone can make terrible food."

Without some talent, you really can't make a dish that can kill without you even realizing it; at most, it'll just look and taste a little off.

For a normal person to reach the pinnacle of skill like Himeji's, it would take at least ten or eight years of dedicated study.

To put it bluntly, even Emiya-senpai, who has been learning to cook since childhood, probably couldn't replicate Himeji's cooking.

Seeing everyone praising it so highly, Mingjiu couldn't resist his curiosity and took one to taste: "Hmm, the surface is very crispy, the inside is sticky, and the sweet and spicy flavor is..."

Before he could finish speaking, Mingjiu's vision went black and he collapsed to the ground, completely unconscious.

The lecherous man, who had been keeping quiet, was surprised to find that he had only made three dumplings. Subtracting the ones he had just tasted, how come there were still two left on the plate?

Looking at Akihisa lying on the ground, still convulsing, Hideyoshi swallowed hard in horror: "Judging from the symptoms, it was indeed Himeji who did it."

[Yuji's face turned pale as he felt a wave of fear wash over him: "That was incredibly close! This is practically half a game of Russian roulette!!"]

Just then, a white soul floated out from Mingjiu's body, its face serene as it drifted towards the sky: "Grandpa, I've come to find you now..."

[PS: To enhance the soft and chewy texture, Himeji also added a small amount of concentrated sulfuric acid and potassium nitrate, among other chemical reagents (please, please do not try this!)]

"No, no, no, since the three of you are all fine, then the chances of Akihisa hitting the target are 4% guaranteed!"

Seeing Mingjiu almost ascend to the sky to find his grandfather, everyone silently mourned for three seconds. Were the previous three people too lucky, or were you just too unlucky to win this?

Monthly Girls Nozaki-kun World

"A sweet and spicy taste..." Nozaki pondered earnestly, "Just how complex is this flavor?"

Sweet and spicy mixed together, could it be spicy strip flavored ice cream? Or ice cream flavored spicy strips?

“Nozaki-kun, there’s no need to imagine.” Sakura Chiyo pointed with her small hand and said quietly, “Just look at Akihisa’s reaction and you’ll know.”

Hideyoshi can now even deduce Himeji's involvement based on Akihisa's symptoms after being poisoned; his skill is heartbreaking...

Miyu rolled her eyes in exasperation: "So, how can we let Himeji-kun into a forbidden area like the kitchen?!"

Akihisa-kun can already see his deceased grandfather calling out to him, seriously? Aren't you going to consider calling for an ambulance?!

Detective Conan World

"Wait a minute... Is there something strange mixed in here?" Looking at the PS at the bottom of the screen, Ai Haibara's pupils contracted sharply, and her mouth opened wide enough to fit an egg.

Concentrated sulfuric acid? Potassium nitrate? And a little bit?

Is this a matter of quantity? These aren't even meant for cooking!

Looking at those horrifying and unusual ingredients, Conan's body trembled uncontrollably, a forced smile appearing on his face as he stammered.

"Is...I hope you're alright, Akihisa-kun?"

Although he didn't think anyone could withstand the beating from concentrated sulfuric acid, he thought that if it were Akihisa, he could probably endure it.

Haibara said with a heavy expression, "His soul has ascended to heaven, what do you say?"

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