Looking up, Kieran saw the ceiling and the lights.
Unlike the other restaurants that had rows of chandeliers, the First Seat's independent dining room was smaller, so it used two round ceiling lamps.
The brighter lights allowed Kieran to see the whole ceiling clearly.
There was nothing suspicious!
However, Kieran didn't think his Intuition was playing tricks on him either.
Following Kieran's Spirit reaching Rank V-, illusions were non-existent to him, unless someone purposely guided it.
However, after his Intuition entered the Advance Rank as well, such 'guidance' became harder than ever.
Kieran tapped the table with his left index finger, his gaze looking as if he was in deep thought.
At this time, the dishes he ordered were served.
"Good evening, here are your three sets of Set A, three sets of Set B, and three sets of Set C."
The waiters had to run back and forth nine times before they managed to fill the table with all the food Kieran had ordered.
Set A was potato braised beef, vegetable salad, rice, and egg soup.
Set B was braised pork, fruit salad, rice, and a soft drink.
Set C was assorted vegetable pot, chicken salad, rice, and meat soup.
Kieran placed the three sets in a row in front of him, picked up the chopsticks, and gobbled down the food like a tornado.
Although it was just the food from the cafeteria, it was still delicious.
The potatoes were tender, the beef wasn't dry, the braised pork wasn't greasy, and the vegetables were fresh and fragrant. Everything was perfect.
After the waitress served Kieran the dishes, she didn't leave, staring at Kieran blankly.
She seemed to be frightened by how Kieran ate.
However, when Kieran finished everything, put down the chopsticks, and looked up at the ceiling again, the waitress showed a vicious smile.
A gleaming axe appeared in her hand, raised up high, and was going to chop Kieran's neck.
Grunt, Grunt, Grunt.
Her stomach growled, and the sound of hunger entered her ears.
Then, there was the sound of saliva being swallowed.
The unexpected voice stunned the axe-wielding man on the spot. He instinctively turned his head around with a slightly stiff neck.
Then …
"No!"
A blood-curdling and terrifying howl rang out, but it immediately stopped.
All that was left was the sound of chewing.
…
"Too scary!"
"There's actually such a rumor in the cafeteria!"
Standler walked side by side with Maica on the way back to the mansion. He didn't forget to read the notes in his hand, and when he saw a certain part, he couldn't help but gasp.
Before Maica could ask, Standler took the initiative to speak.
"The Beheader in the cafeteria!"
"If you are the 3,000th person to enter the cafeteria that day and order enough food for nine people and look at the ceiling, it will appear behind you and chop off your head with an axe!"
"How terrifying!"
Standler cried out in shock.
"What's so scary about that?"
"Another ridiculous story to scare people!"
"Let's not talk about whether or not there are 3,000 people in E Block cafeteria, who do you think would order that much food?"
"And when you eat, you lower your head, not your head!"
Maica said in disdain.
Maica never believed the legends that his roommates told him about Theorate from the very beginning. The interrogator in the library, the decapitator in the cafeteria, they were nothing more than boring stories made up by the bored students of Theorate.
He didn't need to care.
Besides, compared to these rumors, Maica thought his roommates should be more concerned about other things.
"Don't you think you should practice your skills a little more?"
"You were lucky last night, you were only knocked out."
"But what about next time?"
Maica's character had determined that he was a straightforward person, he would not hide or beat around the bush. A person like him would offend a lot of people, but he would also have decent friends.
For example, Standler, who was a very easy-going person.
"I'll be careful next time."
Standler closed his notes and scratched his head in embarrassment.
He did have lingering fears about what happened last night, but until now, he still hadn't thought of a good way to solve it.
Maica turned around to his roommate and sighed helplessly.
"I'll teach you the combat skills of the system.
I'll train you for an hour before bed every day. "
Maica said.
"But I want to read before bed … Okay, no problem."
Standler quickly changed his words when Maica's unfriendly gaze landed on him.
"But I think the things recorded in this notebook are real. I've been looking up a lot of information lately, the library and the cafeteria are similar to what's written in the notebook."
Standler quickly switched the topic back to Maica.
"Of course!"
"They're just making up these practical examples to make it seem more realistic and to scare people like you!"
If you don't believe me, you can find the scariest one in the notebook and find the one that matches the two of them. I'll go with you and you'll know how boring it is. "
Maica showed even more disdain.
"The scariest one … Oh, I got it!
The crying gymnasium!
Two people need to go there at midnight on the weekend … "
"Fine, we'll go there on the weekend."
Before Standler even finished, Maica waved his hand and made his decision. He then hastened his pace.
Just like how Maica knew how unreliable the school legends in his roommate's notebook were, he also knew how dangerous Theorate was at night.
It wasn't something a freshman could handle.
Even a third-year student had to be careful.
Of course, there were exceptions.
Unknowingly, Maica thought of their unreliable First Seat, his mouth couldn't help but twitch. He grabbed his dilly-dallying roommate and sped up again.
Soon, the sky turned completely dark.
The cafeteria had three meals a day, but supper wasn't included.
As a matter of fact, when the sun was halfway down, the cooks in the underground kitchen all left.
Therefore, a moment before the sky turned dark, the cafeteria was empty, like the other buildings, plunged into darkness.
However, today was different.
The lights in the First Seat's cafeteria were always on.
After putting nine plates into the sink, Kieran returned to his seat. He looked up at the ceiling again and then looked down at the dining table. His eyes looked like he was in deep thought.
"A place that should lower its head to eat is looking up?
There's a secret on the ceiling?
No! No! "
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