Feng Yi handed some to Sheng Qiangwei while he smartly sliced off a piece with his military knife and popped it into his mouth, "This stuff is best eaten hot, the taste worsens when it's cold."

Sheng Qiangwei's expression displayed her difficulty. Feng Yi's actions were obviously placing her in a difficult position. The issue wasn't about eating, but there were no bowls or utensils, the tableware wasn't yet complete; apart from what they brought for the two sisters, the table was still clean. The restaurateur had clearly not expected anyone to open the Flower Palm Spotted Snail in such a short time.

Feng Yi was taken aback and then, in an instant spin of his military knife, he reversed his grip and offered it to Sheng Qiangwei, "Use this."

"Oh... Thank you," Sheng Qiangwei replied in a barely audible voice. She didn't refuse and her pretty face turned mysteriously rosy. Her high-speed brain CPU was processing this: Feng Yi had just used this knife, so would using it now count as an indirect kiss? In fact, just as she received the knife from him, she had realised this. Her brain was now delicately pondering this process.

Although Feng Yi had sharp intuition, it was already getting darker, he had to say he didn't notice Sheng Qiangwei's subtle change and deliberately asked, "Does it taste good?"

"It's really delicious," Sheng Qiangwei responded softly while savouring the taste, slowly chewing. Her head seemed to drop lower and lower, as if she dreaded anyone noticing her increasingly blushed look.

The sisters Xia Xin and Xia Qi had only just started eating. Once they tried, they were surprised: "It really tastes very good."

"Is it really that delicious? I don't believe it, I absolutely don't believe it. Don't give any to me," exclaimed the chubby guy who seemed to be drooling at the sight of it, looking like a tail-wagging dog.

As for Elvis, being black, he was watching intently. Under the glow of the neon lights, his white eyes were further highlighted.

"If it's delicious, I'll order a few more."

"That's not necessary. This thing is expensive," said Sheng Qiangwei. The chubby tiger interrupted, "Yeah, don't. It's not like it's your money, why the rush?" Zhang Xiaobo, an experienced hand, seemed to have discovered something, he teased, "What kind of a person is Brother Feng? Buying something for his woman is not a big deal. Isn't it, Brother Wes?"

Feng Yi gave the chubby guy a meaningful look, clearly treating him as a team-selling pig.

Who would dare to tease Sheng Qiangwei like this usually? But today, she seemed to be in a good mood and only kept her head down and didn't rebut.

In less than a moment, the big beers were delivered quickly to the table, followed by Flower Palm Spotted Snail and other signature dishes everyone had been waiting for. With delicious food and wine, it was time to feast!

In honour of the formal establishment of the Martial Arts Society, let's drain this cup," said the chubby guy, rolling up his trousers and putting his foot on the stool, showing off a bit of a bachelor's spirit.

Elvis was also excited: "Honestly speaking, I never thought I would join the Martial Arts Society one day, my dream is to be a mobile soldier, for this dream, let's have a drink."

The silent sisters Xia Xin and Xia Qi also raised their glasses, and everyone drank up.

"Refreshing!" Elvis wiped his mouth, and then filled up another glass, "This toast goes to Brother Feng. Without Brother Feng, I'm afraid... Anyway, words are in the wine."

God, this was turning into a drinking game. As a fan of alcohol, Feng Yi could not be without it during his years on the Colonial Planet. He was fearless and proceeded to chug another full glass, astonishing everyone.

The chubby tiger slapped the table, "Boss has guts, I'll toast to you too."

"Chubby Tiger, don't bully people, I'll drink this cup." Maybe Sheng Qiangwei was getting a bit drunk, after downing a glass, her pretty face had turned rosy red. She seemed like a ripe peach, and her delicate skin seemed to be able to ooze water.

Chubby Tiger and Elvis were completely stunned. It was clear she was intervening on Feng Yi's behalf. The sisters Xia Xin and Xia Qi, with their wide eyes, quietly watched the development of the situation…

Feng Yi had never needed a woman to defend him, "Leave it to me."

Before he could finish his sentence, the frugal girl had already started drinking. Sheng Qiangwei opened her small mouth elegantly, but her drinking efficiency was unfalteringly fast. In just a few seconds, her full glass was empty.

Now that the woman had taken the lead, Chubby Tiger couldn't back down. But the cunning man was skillful at shifting trouble: He pointed to Feng Yi and said, "What kind of a man hides behind a woman? This round of drinks, Brother Feng, is yours to accompany."

Feng Yi shook his head, for him draught beer was equivalent to water, he was just out to have a good time and didn't mind too much. Even if he didn't want to, he could still stay sober after a whole night of drinking. But with Chubby Tiger being so provocative, things had clearly gone chaotic.

"Ah, what am I going to do with you? Let's try this one." He directly fetched a bottle of Prairie White from his Space Crystal and without uttering another word, he opened the cap with a pop! In almost a pouring manner, he emptied the bottle.

God... that was a full litre of liquor, not water, not water! Everyone was utterly stunned!

Chubby Tiger made a fist, and without hesitation, drank the cup clean: "Brother Feng, you truly are a man of society, I concede to you." Having said that, he drank another two cups.

The meal was undoubtedly long and Feng Yi no doubt bled a lot, but his usual conversation wasn't as chatty as when he pushed his students. At heart, he was more inclined to be a listener.

There's no feast that doesn't end. By the end of the meal, except for the two sisters and Feng Yi, the remaining people were somewhat tipsy.

The next target for everyone was the virtual battle bar. As a martial arts society, studying ancient martial arts was essentially preparing for mecha.

The evening news slot was the peak time for the battle bar. When they arrived, it took quite a time to find a row of five seats together. The last seat was completely gone, but this was according to Feng Yi's plan.

"Ahem, you guys sit here; I'll look for a random machine."

"We rarely come out. Should we change to another place?" Elvis suggested solemnly.

"Well, go with the flow."

Initially, everyone disagreed, but since Feng Yi insisted, they couldn't object further. As such, the row of five was left to them while they let Feng Yi escape.

"Now that it's just us, how about we form a team?"

The chubby guy's suggestion was good, Elvis had no objection and raised both hands in agreement. The two extra girls didn't have a say. They all looked at Sheng Qiangwei.

Sheng Qiangwei didn't immediately give her opinion, but instead asked about everyone's skill levels? The resulting answers were quite disappointing, but within expectations.

Zhang Xiaobo was a beginner, at a Level 3 mecha operation rating, highest handspeed 125 keys. Elvis was also a beginner, at a Level 2 mecha operation rating, highest handspeed of 80 keys. As for the other two girls, they had never even touched this thing. To put it nicely they were learning pilots, or to bluntly put, were newbies. In any case, the previous two still counted as Xiao Bai.

Without a doubt, among them Sheng Qiangwei had the highest handspeed. Her average efficiency of 192 keys was nearly approaching the level of an intermediate pilot.

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