Chapter 13 Little Wu, Time to Eat Meat

"You've just arrived, so please put your things down first."

Fang Ling placed the box on the bed board and took out a few bowls.

Take out a spoon and put the portioned braised meat into a bowl.

He handed the food to the others first, and they thanked him and started eating heartily.

Fang Ling glanced at Tang San, whose throat was moving slightly, and chuckled inwardly before handing him a bowl as well.

"Tang San, come on, have some meat."

"I don't need it, I have some flatbread with me," Tang San declined, taking out some coarse flatbread from his bundle and gesturing for it to him.

"Don't be so polite with me. Meat is expensive, so don't be shy and eat it."

Fang Ling generously placed the bowl next to him.

"You'll be the dorm leader from now on, and you'll have to protect the work-study students. I have my own things to do, so I can't listen to you. I'll just have to bring you more food."

Tang San shook his head, still refusing to accept.

Fang Ling said, "Then how about this, consider it buying your protection with food, okay?"

Just what he wanted: to directly reject the favor and characterize it as a transaction.

So that I won't be unable to bring myself to harm her mother's soul later.

Seeing that he couldn't refuse any longer, Tang San finally took it, sniffing the aroma: "Cardamom, cinnamon, star anise..."

Seeing his surprised look, Fang Ling said proudly, "I know a little bit about cooking. I bought the spices and made the braising liquid myself."

"Eat it, it's not poisonous. We've been eating it for a year, and nothing will happen."

Tang San recognized the fragrance and finally felt relieved, saying, "Thank you."

Before he could even start eating, a clear, childlike voice came from outside.

"What smells so good? Is this Dormitory Seven?"

A pretty young girl walked in through the door.

He was also about six years old, about the same height as Tang San, but a bit shorter than Fang Ling at the moment.

Her pretty little face was fair with a rosy glow, and her chubby, baby-faced features made you want to take a bite.

The others stared wide-eyed, dumbfounded for a moment.

Fang Ling sensed a faint alluring power and quickly regained her composure.

Then I watched this scene in silence.

This 100,000-year-old rabbit is so charming, is it afraid of being captured?

Even if you don't recognize her as a 100,000-year-old soul beast, there are plenty of freaks in the Douluo Continent.

Xiao Wu played with her scorpion braid that stretched past her hips, her big, watery eyes gazing at everyone with great curiosity.

They used to be soul beasts, and now that they'll be living with humans, how could they not be curious?

Nobody paid any attention to her.

Xiao Wu looked up and saw that it was indeed Dormitory Seven.

With a sweet smile on her face, she introduced herself: "Hello, my name is Xiao Wu, the 'Wu' in 'dancing'."

Fang Ling nodded slightly, without saying a word.

Tang Hao was mostly watching.

He only wants to focus on killing and growing stronger, and doesn't want to get involved in the relationship between the rabbit and Tang San.

Otherwise, if Xiao Wu were to get close to the wrong person, a giant hammer might suddenly fly out of nowhere and smash Fang Ling into a pile of minced meat.

It would be ridiculous if someone died before even achieving their goal.

It's best to be neither arrogant nor humble, and to maintain a certain distance.

Besides, Tang San is the current leader of the dormitory, so he should speak first.

"Hello, my name is Tang San, and I'm the dormitory head here."

Tang San blushed slightly as he faced Xiao Wu, who was smiling sweetly and looking adorable. He seemed a little nervous.

After a brief exchange, the two immediately began fighting.

Both of them are old monsters, and there is a lot to learn from their battles.

If you can't fight, then imitate.

This is a rare opportunity that shouldn't be missed.

Fang Ling watched intently, not daring to miss a single movement.

Xiao Wu put down her school uniform, aimed at Tang San's chin, and kicked out with her right foot at an extremely fast speed.

Tang San reacted with incredible speed, accurately grabbing his ankle.

Immediately, he stepped forward with his right foot, leaned his shoulder against Xiao Wu's chest, and was about to unleash a standard Iron Mountain Lean.

Such a heavy attack, if it hits too hard, will send a person flying.

"Great technique, I've got it." A little voice in Fang Ling's mind was secretly mimicking it, and he was so excited that he didn't even blink.

Xiao Wu reacted quickly; Tang San's grip was loose, and her powerful leg was pulled away from his grasp in an instant.

She quickly launched a counterattack using her graceful movements.

With her hands blocking, she lifted her legs onto his shoulders and wrapped them around Tang San's neck.

Fang Ling could clearly see that when Xiao Wu's fair legs pressed against Tang San's neck, he froze for a moment.

They could have resisted, but before they could react, they were defeated and fell to the ground.

Fang Ling felt a chill run down her spine and kept reminding herself.

"Fang Ling, Fang Ling, in the future, when you face life-or-death battles, you absolutely must not be tempted by beautiful women, otherwise you might lose a game you could have won." Losing means death!

At that moment, Xiao Wu quickly leaned back, braced herself with her palms on the ground, and her long legs instantly wrapped around Tang San's neck, throwing him backward.

Tang San fell backward to the ground.

Losing so decisively seemed extremely hasty.

Fang Ling was the only one who noticed something: he lost because of women.

The Tang Clan's assassins are poorly trained!

Meanwhile, Wang Sheng and the others were shocked to discover that the newly recognized leader was quickly defeated by the new leader.

This year's freshmen are just too amazing.

Xiao Wu sensed a pleasant scent emanating from Tang San, and felt a greater sense of closeness to him than to others.

After exchanging a few words with Tang San, she looked at the bowls in everyone's hands.

"What was that smell just now? It smelled so good!"

"This is my homemade braised pork."

While they were talking, Fang Ling had already prepared a bowl of meat.

"Here you go, Xiao Wu, have some meat."

Don't even mention rabbits eating radishes; he knows that rabbits also eat meat.

Rabbits usually only eat grass because it's too junk food and they can't get enough of it, but a 100,000-year-old soul beast like Xiao Wu must eat a lot of meat.

Even the meat we used to eat, along with the broth, was too disgusting.

Surely we'll need something that's been cleaned properly.

Xiao Wu revealed two stunning dimples as she took it.

"From now on, I'm the head of the dorm, so you have to call me Sister Xiaowu, okay?"

"Understood, Sister Xiaowu." Fang Ling didn't argue with her and readily complied.

The rabbit is quite nice to the part-time worker; it's no big deal if she calls him "sister."

She glanced at Fang Ling's severed leg, a look of surprise in her eyes, and keenly smelled a faint scent of blood on Fang Ling.

"What's your name?"

"Fang Ling".

Are you injured?

"No!" Fang Ling said, puzzled.

"Hmm?" Xiao Wu's delicate nose twitched again. She tugged at Tang San. "Tang San, smell it."

Tang San also frowned.

"Oh." Fang Ling realized why they were reacting that way.

"I work at the slaughterhouse and help slaughter pigs. It's normal to smell of blood on me. I'll just take a shower later."

"Slaughtering a pig? Ugh~" Xiao Wu gave Fang Ling a disdainful look.

"Does Sister Xiaowu dislike me?"

Xiao Wu shook her head: "No, but, could you please not kill the pig?"

It's one thing for you to empathize with spirit beasts, but you've even started to empathize with pigs that haven't yet become spirit beasts, has that been the case?

Fang Ling remained silent.

"Sister Xiaowu, do you eat meat?"

"eat."

"Do you have money?"

What is money?

As Fang Ling expected, the rabbit acted rather foolishly.

But like everyone else, he showed a hint of surprise on his face.

"Everything costs money, and meat is a bit expensive; the part-time students can't afford it."

Xiao Wu's nose twitched again; the fragrance made her want to pounce on him immediately, but she gave an awkward smile and said, "...I understand."

She doesn't have any money.

Da Ming and Er Ming, you two idiots, why didn't you prepare something for her?

"That settles it then. I work at the slaughterhouse, so I can often bring back free meat for you guys to eat!" Fang Ling chuckled.

"If the work-study students don't have money for food, I can bring it to you for free. We're all partners, so I won't charge you."

Meat is expensive, you know.

What did the work-study students eat before he arrived?

The money I make from sweeping the floor is enough to support myself for a day.

There's only a few shreds of meat. Want more?

Go eat your fart!

If you can repay the favor with meat that you can easily obtain, then you'll be even and won't feel any burden in your heart.

This was the perfect deal for an upright person like Fang Ling.

"Alright then, you go ahead and kill your pig, but remember to take a shower quickly to get rid of the smell." Xiao Wu nodded dumbly.

She doesn't understand many things. Is meat really that expensive?

But asking what money is was silly enough; there's no need to be any sillier.

Otherwise, it would be too strange.

(End of this chapter)

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