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Chapter 248 "Fifty-seven"

The cafeteria in the prison is brighter and more spacious than expected. The solid-color four-person dining table that almost fills the entire indoor space reminds me of the cafeteria in school.

Yes, this is almost exactly the same as the cafeteria in the Alliance Naval University, except that the tables, chairs and decoration style are different...

"Hey, cough!"

No one even paid attention to me. They didn't pay attention to the changes around them. They seemed to only need to talk to the people around them.

"What are you looking at?"

Of course, the same is true here, we just need to sit together, and then the leader of each cell can take care of the people under him.

No wonder 2101 requires me to make a submissive statement before coming down. Then I can reasonably infer that all collective actions here take the prison cell as the smallest unit of action.

But if this is really the case, it seems to be a bit troublesome...

"The environment in the cafeteria really doesn't look like a prison."

I had to deal with this guy's chatting while thinking, but 3196 showed his "teacher" style without hesitation, and even paid more attention to me.

"Oh, yes, but it doesn't look like..."

If no one takes the initiative to talk to other people or socialize, how can I find the person I mentioned earlier to help me?

In other words, even if there is such a person, wouldn't his behavior be very strange if he comes to find me?

Gee, it’s really a headache. There’s also that so-called file. I was hoping to at least get familiar with the environment here. Now it seems like there’s no clue to all this.

Damn, this... oh, but relax, it's only been a while since I came in, maybe things will turn around after I get some sleep, right?

It's better to take it easy and don't give yourself...

"What are you thinking about?"

3196's face suddenly appeared in front of me. If I hadn't started to pay attention to managing subconscious reactions and expressions, I might have thrown the spoon directly at his face...

"No, I was wondering what the security would be like here..."

Although I did not listen carefully to what he just said, but since I just mentioned the atmosphere in the prison, I just need to make up a topic related to it to show that I was indeed listening carefully to what he said. .

"The environment is so relaxed, do you think there is a possibility that no one is actually managing it seriously at all?"

"Um...what about this?"

3196 blinked, seemingly not thinking much about it.

Fortunately, I suppressed my subconscious fright reaction, otherwise I would have to rack my brains and go around in circles with him...

"Don't think about it. The mechanical patrols here are on standby almost all the time, and you have also seen that some major roads are equipped with automatic defense weapons."

"Of course it doesn't matter if you don't approach the warning area, but if you get close to some areas, you may immediately attract strict security."

Why is there this kind of stew on the 3196 plate? Speaking of which, why are all my side dishes so simple? The sausage stew and beans are mentioned, but why is my dish basically full of beans?

"What you said makes sense."

I always feel like there are some tricks I need to learn, but fortunately the guy next to me who is unwilling to talk seems to have something similar on his plate to mine...

Then what is this sticky stuff? Is it some kind of vanilla seasoning, and it seems to be stewed with some animal's milk?

This fishy smell, if nothing else is added, it is definitely not high-priced milk like milk...

Damn it, although the scene in front of me may be similar to that in school, I admit that the difference in the contents on the plate is still visible to the naked eye.

The staple food...fortunately, it is still some kind of cereal crop, at least the taste is acceptable!
"What's wrong? The food doesn't suit your taste?"

"It's also normal. You need to adapt to it slowly."

Seeing that I didn't answer, 3196 continued to talk to himself, but what moved me was that this guy scooped the meat from his plate onto my plate.

But I'm sorry, I... seem to be a bit mysophobic. Although it's just meat on the plate, don't use the spoon that has passed your mouth to scoop it up, brother!

"Ah, thank you, thank you!"

But what can I do? I can only pretend to be flattered and thank him constantly...

"During this period, people from our own area are responsible for cooking. It is inevitable that some prisoners from other areas will not be used to the dishes cooked by them."

But don’t look at me like that, it’s like you’re signaling me to taste this piece of meat!
Damn it, the urgent matter in my life is whether I should eat this meat or not... To be honest, the meat looks very good-looking, and it is not the kind of plated animal tissue synthesized by a protein factory.

The dark color looked like it was in a pretty rich sauce, and I would have been more than happy to devour it if it hadn't ended up on my plate that way.

At least he was really willing to share the meat with me, and the other dishes were a little hard to describe. My reason and cultivation told me that I should eat it, but...

Well, it’s a blessing, not a curse. It’s a curse that can’t be avoided. I... "Dingling bells..."

"Oh, hurry up and eat, meal time is almost over!"

"Well!"

Maybe because he was looking at me holding the spoon for a long time without taking a bite, 3196 took advantage of the fact that I was stunned when I heard the bell and directly pushed my hand out. By the time I reacted, the spoon and meat were already in my mouth.

The taste of the meat is indeed quite good, but I... This doesn't mean that I ate the meat stained with his saliva... This doesn't mean that he and I kissed indirectly...

"vomit……"

Damn it, I can't help feeling this!
"What, what's wrong?"

3196, who was not aware of the problem at all, looked over in a panic, and the other two roommates who didn't talk much also looked over.

One is the younger brother who was with 2101 before, and the other is the old guy. Although there is not much communication, everyone is looking at me for a while. If I don’t want to make some excuses, it will be difficult to pass...

"It's a bit too greasy. I still have some habits of not eating very much..."

Indeed, this explanation was given subconsciously. Although it was not thought through by the brain, this excuse was quite reasonable.

"But it does taste delicious. It would be nice if I could be slimmer."

"Oh, you have so many demands!"

3196 blinked, but didn't ask any more questions. He turned around and whispered a few words to the old guy.

You shouldn't be talking about me, right?

"Young people still have to adapt to the environment. It is easier to change yourself than to change other things."

But judging from this old guy’s statement, he probably didn’t say anything bad about me.

As for this...it seems to be numbered 3522. As for this guy, he shook his head noncommittally, and then looked away.

"The price of lean meat is much more expensive now. We are very satisfied to be able to provide us with this kind of meat."

Indeed, if you want meat livestock to produce more lean meat, it will cost more. At least the kind of meat livestock farms that stick to a square and constantly use tubes to fill feed cannot meet this standard.

I can't eat anymore. This kind of cereal staple food is unexpectedly filling, especially when soaked in this kind of soup and water, I feel like my stomach is getting bigger and bigger.

There must be some menus created with the guidance of an expert, and all the meals are designed to satisfy people.

"Hiccup~!"

Fortunately, the time is almost up, but why are these people looking at me?
"You can't eat cleanly, but you have to stay and wash the dishes, right?"

what!
"You still have so much left, you will definitely have to stay and wash the dishes tonight."

Be careless, these three guys really ate cleanly, with basically only a little leftover juice or something left.

But if you ask me to continue eating, and there is at least a quarter of the food, I really can’t hold it in!
Everyone at the other tables also ate cleanly. If I had known these things were so filling, I wouldn’t have eaten so much!

I have no choice but to accept it if I can't eat it. Just wash the dishes, always... wait, if you put it this way, this guy couldn't be "kindly" giving up the meat because he couldn't eat it. give it to me?

Tsk, I was put in a position... But maybe, it's better not to show any expression of dissatisfaction and confusion at the moment. It's just a piece of meat and he won't be unable to eat it.

It’s better to have a grateful heart.

"Jingle Bell……"

Everyone consciously lined up to go out with their plates, and it seemed like they still wanted to gather in the outdoor area at the door?
In this case, I can only bite the bullet and follow 3196.

"You just have to take the initiative to go over there and wait later. If we can't find others who haven't finished eating, we will find 10 people in order to wash the dishes together."

Probably knowing what I was thinking, 3196 patted my shoulder and told me not to worry.

Under the slightly happy gazes of the people around me, I put down my plate and walked to the other side as 3196 said. At least now it seems that everyone's plates are quite clean, and I am the only one standing here...

And basically everyone who walks in front of me will look at me, a little ashamed, this is a little shameful!

If I had known better next time, I wouldn't have eaten so much even if I didn't have enough to eat. I was afraid that I wouldn't have enough to eat in prison. It's all because 3196 gave me false information before!

He also said something like "people in area B ate first and ate everything that was good", which made me not think about other things at all when I was preparing my meal, and just focused on not starving myself. Now It's really embarrassing.

Alas, people are like this. Only when they are really embarrassed will they start to reflect, and when they reflect, they usually want to pass the responsibility to others...

But then I thought about it, fortunately none of these guys knew me very well, so I didn’t lose my shame anywhere.

hey-hey……