He only sold one bowl of Yangchun noodles in the morning and earned a thousand yen. However, Mu Fan wasn't in a hurry. After all, today was the first day of the gourmet department.
Seeing that class was about to start, Mu Fan and Ashina Tsukuyomi closed the gourmet department and returned to their respective classes for the time being.
He went to his seat and sat down. His predecessor had always been very low-key in class, so he didn't have many friends.
In this regard, Mu Fan was happy to be free. With no one to disturb him, he had enough time to write his novel. He wanted to release it in the accelerated world as soon as possible, then quickly finish it and use fantasy points to exchange for the next book.
After earning a certain amount of money, he can start his journey of idling. First of all, he must play the "SAO" game that was more realistic than the VR games he saw in his previous life.
When Mu Fan returned home, he had already read the game's introduction. It was a game with more than 70% realism. When the game helmet was worn on the head, such as being hit by monsters or cold weather, the player would also experience the corresponding feelings inside. However, the introduction said that the player could turn off their senses to the minimum, so they wouldn't feel anything.
Of course, that was only a suggestion for female players. As a man, he would naturally turn his senses to a state that wouldn't endanger his mind. The more realistic the game was, the better. Besides, there were still game talents waiting for him in the shop.
But speaking of which, this game seems to be jointly produced by the "RECT" company related to Ashina Tsukuyomi and other countries!
It's just not clear if Ashina Tsukuyomi knows about this.
.....
At this time, Mu Fan inadvertently glanced at the empty seat next to him. He was surprised to find a petite girl with a delicate face, fair and smooth skin, and beautiful pale blonde hair sitting at the table next to him. At this time, this beautiful girl was meticulously flipping through her textbook. She seemed to be reviewing the content in the textbook.
As if she noticed Mu Fan's gaze, the girl turned her head and saw that Mu Fan was staring at her. She couldn't help but show a sweet and lovely smile on her face. She reached out to Mu Fan and said with a chuckle, "Hello classmate, I'm the new transfer student, Naive Capella White. We will be next to each other in the future. I hope you can take care of me. Also, if you think it's too troublesome, you can call me Capella."
At the same time, the sunlight outside the window sprinkled down and fell on Capella's face. A layer of holy light was attached to her pretty face, as if she was an angel who had descended to the mortal world. For a moment, Mu Fan couldn't help but be stunned.
What the hell is that faint holy light on her body? Why does it give me the impression that she's an angel?
Mu Fan stared blankly at the holy and pure girl in front of him. After a while, he came back to his senses. Only then did he realize that he had been staring at her for a long time. His face showed a trace of embarrassment as he introduced himself, "Capella, I'm Mu Fan. Please take care of me!"
Looking at Mu Fan's awkward expression, to Mu Fan's surprise, Capella didn't panic at all. Instead, she didn't cover her mouth and giggled. She smiled and said, "Mu Fan, you look really cute right now!"
"Cute? Aren't you the cute one? "
Mu Fan rolled his eyes. Capella's figure was originally petite. If she said that she was a middle school student, no one would come out to object. In addition, with her fair and tender skin and beautiful face that was as beautiful as her younger sister, Gauze Mist, she was completely a cute high school loli.
"Mu Fan, are you in a bad mood? If you have any difficulties, feel free to tell me. "
Capella looked at the helpless Mu Fan and smiled slightly. "Because my dream is to let everyone in the world obtain happiness. You're my neighbor, so I must make you happy."
"Isn't it because of you?"
Mu Fan's face was full of helplessness. However, facing this cute and gentle girl in front of him who kept smiling at him, he couldn't get angry no matter what. This girl was like a gentle angel who liked to help others.
In this case, if he bullied her again, he would probably provoke public anger and be tied up by the entire class and paraded through the streets.
"Don't worry, Capella, I'm fine." To this, Mu Fan could only return a smile.
Hearing this, Capella put her hands together in front of her chest and said happily, "Since Mu Fan is fine, then I'm happy!"
Are you an idiot? You like to think for others so much?
Mu Fan rolled his eyes. Just as he was about to continue speaking, the bell that announced the first class had started. Capella went up to the podium and introduced herself before returning to her seat. There seemed to be a girl named Weinart who came with her.
Mu Fan had been writing and didn't pay too much attention to it. He had already attended high school once. Although his studies weren't very good at that time, he didn't want to listen to it now because he still liked to use this time to continue writing the accelerated world.
Moreover, even if he needed to learn knowledge, he had elementary to advanced knowledge in the shop. As long as he spent 10 fantasy points, he could memorize all the knowledge from elementary school to university.
However, Mu Fan didn't plan to exchange for this kind of knowledge at the moment. With his understanding, the curriculum was like an armchair strategist. The content in the textbook was useless if he didn't put it into practice.
However, when he had more fantasy points in the future, he could spend some to exchange for elementary knowledge. Then, he should be able to solve the high school test.
Mu Fan lowered his head and held his phone as his hands quickly typed in the accelerated world. Although the phone was slower than the computer, he could still type a lot of words in a day. However, in the process of typing, Mu Fan felt a gaze staring at him from the side. When he turned around, he didn't find anything strange.
Could it be Hiratsuka Shizuka?
Thinking of this, Mu Fan sucked in a breath of cold air. He raised his head and looked at the teacher on the podium, then secretly let out a sigh of relief. This class wasn't Jing Cuai's class, but a bald teacher's class.
Since it wasn't his violent Chinese teacher, Mu Fan was relieved.
Soon, the morning passed, and the 5,000-word manuscript was completed. However, as time went by, Mu Fan could also feel that there were more and more gazes staring at him.
This seriously affected his typing efficiency.
However, encountering such a thing also made Mu Fan feel a little strange. Logically speaking, he shouldn't be so concerned with his identity, but what's going on today?
It seems that I often receive attention, and the gaze is from the same person.
When the noon bell rang, several girls quickly gathered around Capella and asked about Capella curiously.
For example, Capella's age this year, which school she went to before, and where her home was.
Mu Fan wasn't worried about the girls' topic. Instead, he turned off the writing software on his mobile phone and walked toward the gourmet department. He was thinking about the management of the gourmet department. After all, the gourmet department only sold a bowl of Yangchun noodles in the morning. If this continues, he won't be able to complete the task in a week.
However, as soon as he arrived at the gourmet department, Mu Fan was surprised to see that there were many students gathered in the seats of the gourmet department. At a glance, there were more than 20 people. Almost every table was full of people.
This scene surprised Mu Fan secretly. When did I become so famous that I attracted so many people to the gourmet department?
Ashina Tsukuyomi had arrived at the gourmet department a long time ago. She was diligently shuttling between the tables in the gourmet department, recording the food that everyone needed. When she saw Mu Fan coming to the gourmet department, she immediately waved at Mu Fan.
"Tsukuyomi, why are there so many people here?"
Mu Fan walked over and looked at Ashina Tsukuyomi in surprise. If he remembered correctly, there was only a self-proclaimed great demon in the gourmet department in the morning who liked to eat pineapple buns, but there were more than 20 people at noon.
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