I conquered the cultivation world with scrambled eggs with tomatoes.

Chapter 710 Out of options

Fang Jianqing felt a little dizzy. Upon hearing this, he stopped eating.

The food he ate was actually spiritual food. No wonder Fang Jianqing vaguely felt that his body was full of spiritual energy. He thought it was just his imagination, but it turned out to be because he ate spiritual food.

Fang Jianqing felt as if the world had become a dream.

Didn't we agree before that the Free and Unfettered Sect would only provide three meals a day, and spiritual food would have to be redeemed through the points mall? How come this meal is also spiritual food?

Fang Jianqing was somewhat dazed while eating. Was the Xiaoyao Sect really that rich? Their meals were all spiritual food.

Apart from Fang Jianqing, who knew nothing about the Xiaoyao Sect, most cultivators were in the same boat.

Wang Zhiyan, walking not far away, complained as he went, utterly exhausted, both physically and mentally:

"If it weren't for the fact that the Free and Unfettered Sect could provide a stamp of social practice, I wouldn't want to come at all."

"Me too, I'm exhausted. I thought joining an experimental group meant doing experiments, but it turns out it's farming. I spent every day farming in college, and now I finally got a fourteen-day vacation and I have to farm at the Xiaoyao Sect. You have no idea how strong the smell is. I almost came out."

"Sigh, don't say anymore. I've been busy all day. I just arrived at the experimental group today and haven't even had a chance to rest before I was sent to farm."

Moreover, and most importantly, I'm not an agricultural cultivator. You want me, a sword cultivator, to farm? I simply can't stand it." Wang Zhiyan said, his face haggard and his whole being lifeless.

The monk who spoke to him also sighed:

"It's all social practice, don't put your heart into it. We're just asking for a stamp. As for me, I'm from the agricultural cultivation class. I heard that there were big shots from the Spirit Plant Research Institute in the experimental group, so I came here. Now that I've seen them, I was hoping to learn from them. But I didn't expect that the big shots are even busier than us, running around the spirit fields. I don't know if I'll be able to see them before the holiday ends. I was also hoping to get an autograph from Teacher Huang."

"Huang Mingshi? He also joined the Xiaoyao Sect? I remember when he left the research institute, it caused quite a stir on Xingbo for a while."

"Yes, he is my idol."

“I saw him at the spirit field opposite mine this morning,” Wang Yanzhi said.

The two of them were silent all the way.

I'm so tired. After complaining for a while, I don't want to say anything more. I'm too lazy to even open my mouth.

Wang Zhiyan suspected that he had come here to work illegally.

No, even illegal workers might not be as tired as you are.

From morning till night, he felt like an ox, plowing one spiritual field after another.

Wang Zhiyan walked behind. This job was tiring and unpaid, with nothing to show for it. Then, Zhang came because of the social practice program.

Thinking about it this way, Wang Zhiyan directly dispelled the myths surrounding the Xiaoyao Sect. It seemed that what was said on the StarNet was also wrong. Everyone said how great the Xiaoyao Sect was and that they all planned to join the sect, but it turned out that they were just talking. But he, Wang Zhiyan, actually did it.

The two walked and sighed, and before they knew it, they had arrived at the entrance of the cafeteria.

Wang Zhiyan had no desire to eat. He had never seen a cultivator who had abstained from grains eat, let alone someone who hadn't eaten a meal in ten years.

He didn't come to the cafeteria because he was hungry; he just wanted to get his money's worth. Maybe the food wasn't even worth much, but for Wang Zhiyan, he had worked hard all day planting crops and got nothing in return. Did you think he wanted to eat? He was really out of options. A meal would cost at least 100 or 200 star coins.

Even a one-star coin is still a star coin; consider it as his daily wage earned as a black slave.

With that in mind, Wang Zhiyan followed the example of others and specially brought a large basin to fill with food. He thought that if he ate more, he could earn more and not be so miserable that he would lose all will to continue working.

The half-demon still started with a full bowl of rice, glancing at Wang Zhiyan and the cultivator beside him.

The two of them looked miserable, as if they had suffered a great torment.

When the two bitter gourds arrived carrying bowls, the half-demon added some vegetables after finishing his meal.

Wang Zhiyan held the basin and exchanged a glance with the half-demon. He wanted to eat more, but he didn't expect to eat so much. Although they didn't need to eat during the Nascent Soul stage, eating so much at once made Wang Zhiyan start to worry about his health.

So much food came in all at once, and it was all impurities.

Wang Zhiyan paused, hesitating between eating and not eating.

After a short while, the cultivator next to Wang Zhiyan was the first to pick up his chopsticks:

"They say this is garlic ribs, or made from monster meat. It smells really good, but can we really eat it?"

He picked up a piece of meat, and Wang Zhiyan, upon hearing the sensitive word, immediately glared. As a sword cultivator, his reaction speed was ridiculously fast. Before the cultivator next to him could even put the rib into his mouth, Wang Zhiyan, holding his chopsticks, exerted force with his wrist and tapped it.

The cultivator squatting next to Wang Zhiyan paused slightly, and the flesh fell to the ground.

"You dare eat monster meat?! Are you out of your mind?!"

Wang Zhiyan's tone was sharp; he shouted as if he was about to overturn the basin.

The two made a lot of noise, which quietly attracted Fang Jianqing and Zhong Liyu.

"Who said you can't eat monster meat? I've been eating it for months and nothing's happened to me."

After Zhong Liyu finished speaking, she slurped up a piece of pork rib.

"How can you eat monster meat? I knew your Xiaoyao Sect was the best at enslaving people. I thought this meal would be worth a hundred or two star coins, but we have to work, and now we have to eat monster meat!"

That's monster meat! Damn it, this attempt to save money will only lead to someone dying sooner or later.

Wang Zhiyan thought he could control his emotions well, but when he saw the monster's flesh, he couldn't hold back any longer.

Seriously, unscrupulous factories will even give them substandard nutrient solutions to drink.

Don't ask, the answer is that he did a summer job for a while.

As for the Free and Unfettered Sect, they didn't even want to spend this little bit of money. They weren't joining the group at all; they were clearly just here to be experimental consumables.

Wang Zhiyan suffered an emotional breakdown.

"...What nonsense about human life, this stuff is really edible, and it tastes really good. You should try it if you don't believe me."

Zhong Liyu put down her chopsticks, expressing her bewilderment at Wang Zhiyan's behavior.

The work at the Free and Unfettered Sect is a bit tiring, but they are definitely not harsh on cultivators. Even if their spiritual energy is exhausted, they will return immediately after eating this meal.

They still have plenty of energy; they can plow ten acres of land in the afternoon without getting tired. Where does this enslavement come from?

Everyone did it voluntarily; farming also helps with physical training—it's a win-win situation...