He just became the last Celestial Master, and the school beauty is already calling him "Dad&quo

The black talisman flickered with a ghostly light twice.

then.

There was no further movement.

Yang Guang's eyes widened.

"Holy crap?"

"How dare this woman not reply to my messages?"

"I gave you a travel allowance, bro. You went off to fool around with some young heartthrob, didn't you?"

"When she gets back, we're definitely going to dock her pay!"

Yang Guang grumbled as he stuffed the black talisman back into his pocket.

A thunderous protest came from his stomach.

Yang Guang touched his stomach, which was so flat that his chest was pressed against his back.

I spent the whole night working on it.

Even the strongest body can't take it anymore!

"I'm starving!"

"Food is as essential as iron; you'll get hungry if you skip a meal."

Having figured out what he needed to do, Yang Guang breathed a sigh of relief: "It's still early, I can just go back to the school cafeteria for a meal."

"Swipe the principal's card, and after you've eaten and drunk your fill, go back to the agency for a nap."

"It saves me the cost of breakfast."

"Perfect!"

Having made up his mind, Yang Guang patted the grass clippings off his backside and leisurely strolled down the mountain.

I walked all the way to the entrance of the Third Middle School.

The morning sunlight shone on the large characters on the school gate.

Yang Guang, with his hands in the pockets of his faded sweatpants, hummed a little tune and happily prepared to go inside.

result.

As soon as Yang Guang reached the gate, he froze.

The school's imposing iron gate was now covered with a rusty padlock!

The security guard in the gatehouse was lying in a rocking chair, leisurely listening to the Peking Opera playing on the radio.

Not only that.

At this time of day, the school would usually be filled with the sound of students reading aloud.

The playground was full of students jogging in the morning.

Today, however, it's as quiet as a ghost town!

Not even a ghost can be seen!

Yang Guang's heart skipped a beat, and an ominous premonition welled up inside him.

"uncle!"

Yang Guang pressed his face against the iron gate bars and shouted towards the guardhouse, "Grandpa, open the gate!"

Why is the school closed today?

"Has all the teachers and students contracted the flu and classes have been suspended?"

"Or was the school cafeteria shut down due to a safety incident?"

The security guard was so startled by the shout that his hand trembled and he almost dropped the radio.

He took off his reading glasses and squinted at the door.

A boy with messy hair and a tattered jacket was seen clinging to the iron gate like an escaped convict.

The old man rolled his eyes in annoyance.

"Are you still half asleep, kid?"

"What are you shouting about so early in the morning?"

There are no classes today!

No classes?

Yang Guang was stunned.

"That shouldn't be the case, we've only had a few days of classes this week, haven't we?"

"Is today a public holiday?"

He quickly pulled out the secondhand smartphone with three cracks in the screen.

After finally managing to turn on the screen, it froze for ages before the calendar interface finally popped up.

Looking at the bright red "Saturday" on the screen.

Yang Guang felt as if he had been struck by lightning.

They froze in place.

What the hell!

It's the weekend today, damn it!

The school cafeteria is closed on weekends!

My free breakfast!

It's all gone!

"What a tragedy!"

Yang Guang looked up at the sky and let out a long howl, his voice echoing in the empty school gate.

"I've been fighting zombies and vengeful ghosts all night, without even a sip of water. I'm counting on this free breakfast to recover!"

"Heavens above, are you trying to starve me, the only son of the Yang family?!"

"I'm not married yet!"

The security guard looked at Yang Guang as if he were a fool.

He shook his head and sighed, "This child, has he gone crazy from studying too much?"

"Why aren't you sleeping at home on the weekend? What's wrong with you causing trouble at the school gate?"

"Students these days are under so much pressure, it's driving them crazy."

"How pitiful..."

Yang Guang felt terrible after hearing the security guard's words full of sympathy.

I'm just being frugal and thrifty, how come I'm out of my mind?

Forget it.

You can't talk about ice with a summer insect. You, old man, a security guard with a monthly salary of three thousand and room and board included, would never understand the pain of someone like me who is heavily in debt and still trying to save up for my wife.

He rubbed his rumbling stomach and glanced at the deserted street.

do not care!

Of all things under heaven, eating is the most important!

After walking along the street for a while, I turned a corner and smelled a rich aroma of chili oil.

It's a hole-in-the-wall restaurant located at the entrance of an alley, with a greasy sign hanging above the door that reads "Old Wang's Noodle Shop".

Yang Guang swallowed hard, his eyes gleaming as he rushed in.

"Boss!"

"A bowl of noodles, please!"

Yang Guang plopped down on a plastic stool with a missing corner and shouted with boundless pride.

The chubby owner, wiping his hands on his apron, came over and asked, "Young man, how many ounces do you want?"

"Large portion, three ounces!"

Yang Guang gritted his teeth, his face filled with heartache and regret as he made the huge investment.

Normally at the school cafeteria, he would drink three large bowls of soup, even if it was just a free bowl, to fill his stomach.

Ordering just three ounces of noodles today is an unprecedented luxury.

The boss chuckled and agreed, preparing to turn and go downstairs.

Yang Guang suddenly slapped his thigh and quickly shouted, "Wait a minute, boss!"

"Add two more fried eggs!"

Upon hearing these words, Yang Guang felt as if his heart was bleeding.

One fried egg costs two yuan, so two eggs cost four yuan!

That's four silver dollars!

That's enough to buy two bottles of mineral water or four packs of spicy strips!

But Yang Guang took a deep breath and frantically tried to mentally prepare himself.

I was busy all night last night!

I, Yang Guang, am now worth millions!

Is it excessive for a tycoon worth over a million to eat a small bowl of noodles with two fried eggs early in the morning?

That makes perfect sense!

Thinking about this...

Yang Guang immediately felt more justified, and his back straightened considerably.

"Alright, three ounces of noodles and two fried eggs!"

The boss readily agreed.

A short while later, a steaming bowl of noodles, topped with a layer of red oil and two golden fried eggs, was served.

Yang Guang stared at the two fried eggs, his eyes practically glowing with greed.

He picked up his chopsticks and started stirring the noodles frantically in the bowl.

Slurping a mouthful of noodles, the spicy and savory flavor explodes on the taste buds.

"Cool!"

"This is the kind of life a human being should live!"

Yang Guang took a big bite of the fried egg with great relish, his face full of enjoyment, feeling as if all the fatigue from last night had vanished in that instant.

But just as he was enjoying his meal and was about to pick up the second fried egg to savor it,

The secondhand smartphone in my pocket, with its screen cracked in three places, suddenly started vibrating violently as if it were a death knell.

"The vast horizon is my love..."

The deafening ringtone of Phoenix Legend echoed throughout the noodle shop.

Yang Guang frowned and mumbled indistinctly, "Who is it?"

"Can't a person even have a proper breakfast this early in the morning?"

I took out my phone and looked at it.

The screen flashed the two large characters "Chu Sheng".

Yang Guang didn't think much of it and pressed the answer button, mumbling as he chewed on a fried egg, "Hello, what's up?"

Chu Sheng's signature lewd laughter instantly came from the other end of the phone.

"Brother Guang, hehehe."

"Hey, what are you doing?"

Yang Guang rolled his eyes and put down his chopsticks: "I'm eating noodles, so hurry up and say what you have to say, don't delay my meal."

"Brother Guang, we haven't eaten yet, hehehe."

Chu Sheng rubbed his hands together on the other end of the phone: "Transfer some money to us, I'm going to have dinner with Er Lengzi."