Global Dungeon: I Can See the Status Bar

Chapter 33: Chapter 33: So You’re the Bastard Wasting Food?

The female player said eagerly, “No problem, I can mortgage the equipment on me to you right now. Once I unlock my backpack, I’ll redeem them with the items in it. As long as you let me stay by your side, Brother Wu, what do you think…”

As she spoke, she directly pulled out a longsword from behind and handed it over.

“You’re straightforward. I like doing business with people who don’t waste time.”

Lu Wenwu gave her an approving look and casually took the longsword.

To be honest, this thing looked a bit familiar.

[Name: Celestial Master Demon-Slaying Sword]

[Grade: Rare]

[Type: Weapon]

[Attack Power: Powerful]

[Demon-slaying: When activated with ’Spiritual Power’, this sword can deal double damage to corrupted creatures]

[Demon Extermination: When activated with ’Spiritual Power’, it can suppress the recovery ability of corrupted creatures]

Lu Wenwu: “…”

What a coincidence!

“Celestial Master Demon-Slaying Sword, tsk… let’s go, let’s eat first.”

Lu Wenwu casually threw it into his backpack, signaling the female player to follow him.

The other players, seeing this place even had a power-leveling service, were instantly restless.

Three players with no shortage of money immediately handed over a piece of [Rare] equipment, choosing to temporarily stay by Lu Wenwu’s side.

This group included Chen Guozhi and Xuanfeng Daoist.

Xuanfeng Daoist, being from a “Noble Family”, originally wanted to have Lu Wenwu help power-level him until he unlocked his cultivation technique.

As long as he regained the augmentation from his cultivation technique, he was confident he could easily sweep through the academy’s deceitful objects alone!

Unfortunately, the frightening number of side quests deterred him immediately.

Even if Lu Wenwu could help him grind, he couldn’t afford that many [Advanced] cultivation techniques, skills, and [Rare] equipment.

The other players who couldn’t afford the equipment remained in place, lamenting alone.

Flying through a side quest with a power leveler!

Compared to the evaluation and life at stake, resources that can’t be immediately monetized are nothing.

It’s not his problem that the powerhouse charges a high price.

The service is impeccable!

It’s my problem!

I’m too poor, boo-hoo-hoo!

When Lu Wenwu walked into the cafeteria with five players, they instantly became the center of attention.

If you can’t understand, picture six giant crispy fried chickens walking into the school cafeteria.

Countless deceitful objects showed no restraint, exposing greedy and eager eyes as if they wanted to devour them with just their gaze.

The deceitful objects jostled and crowded into a mess, irritating Lu Wenwu.

As a nine-year veteran farmer, he suddenly felt that the bald man was right about something.

When the road is blocked, use your fist to clear it!

Lu Wenwu frowned, took a breath, and punched, all in one smooth motion.

A dark red Iron Fist blasted out, instantly creating a large blank area in front of him.

A path from the cafeteria entrance to the serving counter appeared out of nowhere.

Many deceitful objects were horrified to find that within the blank area, whether humanoid, human-like, or non-humanoid, all were utterly lifeless, with no chance of rescue.

And the deceitful objects outside Lu Wenwu’s attack range didn’t even have a single scratch.

This terrifying control of power was nothing short of breathtaking.

The crowd of deceitful objects instantly backed off a great distance, no longer daring to eye Lu Wenwu and his group so brazenly.

Strike hard with one punch, no need for a hundred more.

This instance is purely a place of the law of the jungle.

There’s no need to be polite with these deceitful objects.

As long as you’re strong enough, even if you make them collectively kneel and shout “Long live, Dad,” they would have no objections.

“External release of fist force, skillful realm Military Killing Fist!? How many days has it been!?” Chen Guozhi was greatly shocked, “Mr. Wu, how on earth did you do it?”

“How did I do it? Just follow along and practice, right?” Lu Wenwu said honestly, “The skill book explains it pretty clearly, I don’t find it difficult.”

No… not difficult?

Just follow along and practice?

The players following Lu Wenwu immediately felt a bit of madness in their hearts.

Is this the world of a powerhouse?

Lu Wenwu’s comprehension in the art of fist techniques could be called a peerless genius.

He naturally thought mastering the fist force was just a matter of course.

If it weren’t for the short time and lack of some opportunities for combat experience, his Military Killing Fist should have already ’Entered the Hall.’

But for the others, this was definitely top-tier humblebragging.

Lu Wenwu was eager to eat, heading straight for the serving window.

However…

When he saw the food inside, he instantly blacked out.

Main courses: Undercooked rice and porridge-like rice, cold hard pancakes like belts, buns that drip water when squeezed

First dish: Shredded potato with ginger

Second dish: Stir-fried watermelon and banana

Third dish: Strawberry stewed tofu

Fourth dish: Apple chicken dumplings

Fifth dish: Pomegranate seed and pea salad

Sixth dish: Minced fish head with banana

Sixth dish: Deep-fried sugarcane with honey mustard sauce

Seventh dish: White tofu with vinegar

…

Intense!

Fist clenched!

Damn, is there something seriously wrong with this cafeteria!

So obsessed with using fruit in dishes?

There were another twenty or so cold and hot dishes, but Lu Wenwu couldn’t bear to look anymore.

Judging by the deceitful objects in the cafeteria, grimacing with distaste, though they weren’t human, it didn’t stop them from also thinking this crap was immensely unpalatable.

Lu Wenwu’s face darkened like water, suppressing his anger as he strode towards the back kitchen.

Wherever he went, the deceitful objects retreated like a tide, afraid of attracting the attention of this unknown fierce character.

“Boom!”

With a loud bang, the kitchen door was smashed to pieces under Lu Wenwu’s furious kick, taking the door frame with it.

Seeing Lu Wenwu burst in alone, the group of chefs who were joking and laughing while serving the deceitful object students were instantly shocked.

Soon, their expressions turned from shock to outrage.

The head chef, standing at eight feet tall with a waist circumference to match, casually picked up two bone-chopping cleavers nearby and said sinisterly, “Human, are you looking for trouble? You dare to enter my territory?”

“Are you the head chef?” Lu Wenwu’s cold gaze locked onto his face, “Are those dishes outside your menu?”

“Yes, it’s your grandpa me, what about it?” The head chef let out a bizarre laugh, “You have a problem?”

“As long as it’s you.”

Lu Wenwu nodded, his entire body springing into action in an instant.

The dark red Iron Fist, enveloped in a raging airflow, reached the head chef’s face in the blink of an eye.

The Military Killing Fist, bursting with scorching heat due to rapid qi blood flow, made intimate contact with his face, and a single strike sent his massive body flying.

“So it’s you leading the waste of food, huh!”

His once prominent nasal bone was shattered, smashed in by one of Lu Wenwu’s punches.

Even before the head chef could react, Lu Wenwu used Shadow Step to close the distance, raining down heavy punches like a torrential downpour, each punch echoing with a massive boom as if grounding.

“The fruit, vegetables, grains, animals worked hard to grow tasty just for a beast like you to waste them like this?”

“Damn you, get on your knees and apologize to the ingredients!”

“Don’t you know your Master Wu hates wasteful trash the most in his life!”

“If I don’t beat you to death today, I’ll take your last name!”

Punch after punch, the entire cafeteria seemed to shake because of it.

Lu Wenwu had never felt this angry before as he did today.