Chapter 155 The Gears of Fate Begin to Turn

Chapter 155 The Wheels of Fate Begin to Turn

Wu Yue glanced at Zhang Ze, "You gonna eat or what?"

Zhang Ze nodded repeatedly, "Yes, I'm eating!"

Wu Yue scooped him a spoonful, "Move along."

Zhang Ze took a step forward, squeezing together awkwardly next to Shen Que.

Shen Que quietly started fishing out a rope, hanging it from the cafeteria's ceiling beam.

!!!

Zhang Ze looked at Wu Yue in horror, "Wu Yue, if you don’t say something soon, the captain’s going to hang himself."

Shen Que cooperatively tied a noose, standing on a stool and staring at Wu Yue.

Wu Yue remained expressionless, "Are you eating or not?"

Eat!

Zhang Ze shoveled a huge mouthful of the mashed potatoes that looked like witch's brew into his mouth. In an instant, his taste buds were assaulted by pure horror.

He felt like he’d been poisoned speechless—no, worse, he even saw his dear departed grandma coming to take him away with a delicious strawberry cake.

Zhang Ze’s neck stretched like a giraffe's as he choked, seeing stars. Meanwhile, Shen Que quietly slipped his head into the noose.

Wu Yue shot Shen Que a sidelong glance, and Shen Que froze instantly.

Zhang Ze, his voice hoarse, said with utmost sincerity, "Wu Yue, do you really think any other team like Blaze could truly appreciate the... so-called *culinary masterpiece* you’ve prepared?"

Wu Yue glanced at her inky, bubbling "culinary masterpiece" and silently averted her gaze.

No need to lay it on so thick.

As he spoke, Zhang Ze stuffed another huge spoonful of mashed potatoes into his mouth.

The next second—

He started foaming at the mouth, went into convulsions, and collapsed.

"Someone! Help! Jesus Christ! Zhang Ze’s been poisoned!!"

With the only one brave enough to speak now down for the count, Shen Que quietly got the noose positioned just right, kicked the stool away, and swung gently in the air, his face gradually turning purple.

"Quick!! Oh no!! The captain’s hanged himself!!"

The place erupted in wails, the scene so tragic it could move anyone to tears.

Cue the funeral music.

With a *bang*, Wu Yue kicked open the cafeteria kitchen door.

Everyone—panicking, performing CPR, or shouting for help—immediately froze. Seeing Wu Yue approach, they scattered like roaches when the lights come on, snapping to attention without a sound.

The person who had just been giving Zhang Ze chest compressions jerked their hands away, accidentally stepping on his stomach in their scramble to get away.

"Uhhh...."

You bunch of morons, you weren't poisoned to death by Wu Yue's disastrous cooking, but you almost got me killed yourselves!

You were just about to get Shen Que down from the beam, then you let go and bolted, accidentally yanking him down with a jerk in the process—and the beam collapsed.

Plaster chunks showered down, and the falling beam just happened to smash right onto Wu Yue's head.

"Thud!" Wu Yue staggered, dazed, from the impact, blood trickling down her temple.

...

Instantly, the scene went dead silent, like a funeral.

Shen Que felt a shadow cast over him.

"Captain."

Hearing Wu Yue's voice, Shen Que's eyelashes trembled, too afraid to open his eyes.

Wu Yue, "Captain, damaging team property means paying for repairs at full price and completing the restoration work."

Shen Que, eyes still shut, "Yeah."

Wu Yue, "The cafeteria is for eating. If you cause trouble here again, I’ll put up a sign at the door and bar you."

Shen Que pouted, "Yeah."

Wu Yue, "Captain..."

Afraid Wu Yue might actually leave in anger, the others quickly chimed in:

"Captain’s just like this, don’t mind him."

"Yeah, yeah, he’s always this much of a mess. He just panicked when he heard you might leave."

"Wu Yue, you’re bleeding! Stop the bleeding first!"

Shen Que abruptly opened his eyes, just in time to meet Wu Yue’s lowered gaze.

Startled, he was about to shut them again when Wu Yue suddenly leaned in close.

Wu Yue, dead serious, "Captain, I won’t leave Blaze.

In this lifetime, only Blaze can make me leave. There will never be a day I leave on my own."

A drop of blood from Wu Yue’s temple fell onto Shen Que’s eyelashes. He blinked instinctively, and by the time he opened his eyes again, Wu Yue had already stood up.

She shot a look at the relieved onlookers, "What are you waiting for? Go fix the beam. Or do you all want to wait for Aunt Chen to come back?"

Instantly, everyone scrambled like startled chickens—

Aunt Chen? Hell no! Not a single person in the entire team dared to mess with Aunt Chen!

Wu Yue turned and headed back to the cafeteria kitchen to continue serving food.

Shen Que shot up like a bullet, rushing to her side, "Let me take over serving. You go get that wound checked."

Wu Yue turned to look at him. Shen Que, pleading, "My bad. I just heard rumors that you accepted a gift from Desert Rose.

And Wu Chong even claimed Wu Xiuli is really into you and invited you to join them."

Wu Yue nodded, "Sister Xiuli did make an offer."

Shen Que abruptly shut his mouth.

He really wanted to slap himself for putting his foot in his mouth.

Wu Yue, "But I refused.

The gift wasn't from Sister Xiuli either; it was from Dean Zhu of the Agricultural Research Institute."

Shen Que turned his face away, hiding a smirk.

Putting on a pitiful face but secretly thrilled, Shen Que followed Wu Yue into the kitchen, watching as she took off her apron and left.

Standing at the serving window wearing Wu Yue’s apron, Shen Que’s eyes flashed like laser beams.

So you’re the ones spreading rumors, huh!

Seeing Shen Que’s murderous gaze, everyone present went rigid.

"I suddenly remembered I already ate yesterday, so I don’t need to eat today."

"My mom called me home for dinner, so I’ll head out now."

"The mutant I caught yesterday died—I need to hurry back and mourn it. I’ll skip this meal."

Shen Que pulled out his gilded trident, his tone sinister,

"I’d like to see anyone try to leave today."

Zhang Ze, like a specter clawing its way from the underworld, inched forward on the ground while holding a plate of miasmic black mashed potatoes.

Grabbing someone’s pant leg,

"No one escapes!"

The cafeteria erupted in terrified screams:

"A GHOST!!!"

....

Aunt Chen glanced back, puzzled, toward the cafeteria. "What’s going on? Why is it so noisy today?

My right eye won’t stop twitching. Those little punks better not be messing with Yue Yue while I’m not there, would they?"

Jian Suiyu shook his head. "They wouldn’t."

If anything, Wu Yue’s the one who bullies others.

Aunt Chen agreed. "Yue Yue can handle herself. Hey, what’s your take on clearing land to farm, the idea I mentioned earlier?"

Jian Suiyu’s gaze remained fixed on his communicator.

"The squad’s barely staying afloat as is, and maintenance costs are high. Shen Que doesn’t skim profits from the crew.

Mom, you know how thin we’re stretched. Launching into farming now would..."

Hearing this, Aunt Chen already knew the answer.

She sighed. "Alright, son, enough said. I know.

I get it. I’m just sitting around with nothing to do anyway and wanted to pull my weight for the team."

Jian Suiyu, "Sure."

Aunt Chen suddenly looked up, "What did you say?"

Jian Suiyu withdrew his gaze from the communicator and said with a smile:

"All the rewards from this World Boss battle have been accounted for. After deducting the shares due to the team members,

the team's operations have become profitable. The remaining portion will go into the team's public funds, which is more than enough to level the mountain and develop an entire farming area.

Ms. Chen Ou, you may have to step back into action and lead the team personally."

Aunt Chen was overjoyed, "Awesome! I'm going to tell Yue Yue the good news right now!"

Watching Aunt Chen's departing figure,

Jian Suiyu suddenly realized,

that the moment he met Wu Yue in the puppet dungeon, the wheels of destiny for Wu Yue and every member of Blaze,

had begun to turn.