Barrett Walker was surrounded by these four people, feeling as if he was facing death. "Buddha, Jesus Christ, Mother Goddess, please protect me from being struck to death! It would be better to end it all at once."
"Let's go, it seems like he didn't see anything," Ross advised, her words carrying a complex expression, tinged with a hint of embarrassment. After all, this man had shared intimate moments with her, and she had been willing to wait for him. Now, the only feeling she harbored towards Barrett Walker was disappointment.
"I'm not fainting, okay?" Barrett Walker couldn't bear it any longer and suddenly stood up. The resolute expression on his face startled the others. He spoke seriously, "I know you're not happy, but I want to say, which man in this world isn't lustful? And which woman isn't lustful? There's an old saying, 'Appetite comes with eating'. If you're not satisfied and feel like you're at a loss, I can take off my pants and let you take a look."
"That was said by Confucius," Singh Phoenix affirmed firmly.
"Shut up!" Glenna didn't know if she was reprimanding Singh Phoenix for her deviation from the norm, or scolding Barrett Walker for his absurdity. Her face was dark, like the darkness before a storm. She glared at the two women and stomped her foot fiercely, "I don't care, from now on, be careful in my class!"
Seeing Glenna walking away, the two women displayed a helpless expression. Singh Phoenix gave Barrett Walker's head a hard pat, causing him to collapse. Then, with a knowing expression, she called out to Glenna in a coquettish manner, "Glenna! I avenged you."
Ross shivered at Singh Phoenix's coquettish expression. After so many years, how could this witch still act so young? She immediately said, "Sister Glenna, wait for me. I'll go back with you. It's time for lunch, and in the afternoon, we need to discipline them properly!"
This time, Barrett Walker was truly wronged. Due to his weakened energy and impatience, although the slap didn't have much force, it was like the last straw that broke the camel's back. Oh, no, it should be the last straw, not the camel. If it was the camel, it would be normal.
When Barrett Walker woke up, he felt a sense of emptiness in his body. He was low on energy and felt dizzy after sitting up. He didn't know how long he had slept, but seeing the empty crowd and the sun hanging in the sky, he realized it hadn't been long. He got up unsteadily and almost fell over. He was starting to feel confused about his body. He walked downstream, gradually recovering. However, he couldn't find his clothes despite searching the entire area where he had been swimming. Now, Barrett Walker finally understood the power of these women.
What was he going to do? Was he going to walk back in just his underwear? He made a decision. If that was the case, then they shouldn't blame him for not giving them face. Barrett Walker didn't bother looking for his clothes and just walked back in his underwear. Did they think he was easy to bully?
The cafeteria was already full of people, and there weren't enough tables. Based on today's performance, many people could only stand on the side, holding a tray. It was likely that the food in their trays wouldn't be enough to satisfy their hunger. After just a morning of military training, these proud individuals were starting to regret why they hadn't given up in the morning. Clearly, the two-hour break had left them hungry and waiting for lunch, feeling as uncomfortable as if they were in hell. They would rather do something to alleviate their hunger.
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"How much longer until lunch? Look at the time, it's almost 12 o'clock, and I didn't get anything to eat in the morning!"
"Do you think we'll have to fight for lunch too?"
"Unbelievable! This is too cruel! I would rather give up! This is child abuse, isn't it? I would rather endure some hardship, work a little harder, than resort to stealing again. What kind of person does that make me? Lacking in cultural refinement." It was obvious from the moment he spoke that he was born into a wealthy family. Despite being brought up with strict discipline, he had always had an abundance of food and never had to worry about anyone competing with him for it.
"Do you think that despicable Benjamin Blake will let us rest for two hours out of the kindness of his heart?"
"I doubt it!"
"There must be a conspiracy at play here!" It was already noon, yet there was no sign of food being served. There wasn't even any rice or other staples, not to mention utensils. The crowd erupted in anger. The seven to eight thousand people gathered there created such a commotion that it seemed as though the roof of the dining hall was about to be lifted off.
Suddenly, everyone fell silent as Benjamin Blake led the way, each person carrying a large steaming basket. Upon entering the room, he looked slightly surprised and said, "What's this? None of you have eaten yet! Didn't I give you two hours to find something to eat?"
His words were like a bomb dropped into deep water, causing an explosion of shock and outrage. Amidst the clamor, angry mutterings and shouts filled the air. This was outrageous!
"When did you tell me about this? You just told us to disband."
"You big liar! I've had enough, I'm going home!"
"Sob, sob! How could he do this?" At this point, both boys and girls could no longer contain themselves and began to argue. The scant breakfast had barely satisfied a few people, and now, with this situation repeating itself, it was as if they were being denied the right to live.
"Well, there's only enough food for two thousand people here!" Benjamin Blake looked at the agitated crowd, adding that there was even less food than in the morning.
"Brothers, let's go and fight! It's outrageous! They won't feed us and don't even treat us like humans!"
"Right! This instructor is a dog! I'm not putting up with this. I'll steal to fill my belly and then leave this place! It's unbearable here!" A large group of people overturned tables and grabbed chairs, charging at Benjamin Blake, who was still holding onto something. He looked at the ferocious youngsters without fear, placing the steaming basket to one side. The soldiers behind him did the same, each pulling out a baton from their waist. The two groups clashed, and although the students were armed, they couldn't hold their own for long. They lacked strength, worn out and hungry as they were.
Some people, cleverer than others, bypassed the fighting to grab whatever food they could. Most of them were from the slums or border areas, and their ravenous behavior was no less intense than that of people who had been starving for decades.
A few people stood on the roof of a nearby building, watching the chaos in the dining hall unfold. Witnessing the students' suffering was distressing, and Glena couldn't help but say, "Do you think Benjamin Blake is being too harsh on them?"
"What's so harsh about it? The War God Academy isn't a place for the weak. We went through the same thing! Imagine if doomsday comes and humanity has to endure scarcity of food and clothing." Ross, on the other hand, remained unusually composed, her expression calm. It was unclear whether she enjoyed watching the students being mistreated, or if she sought comfort in their suffering. Don't forget, she had a nickname in the army, the 'Mother Tyrannosaurus.' Don't be deceived by a woman's appearance!
"How come I don't see your little man around?" Singh Phoenix suddenly teased. They had come last night and were aware of Barrett Walker's actions. He had the audacity to make Benjamin Blake's nose bleed multiple times, and that took courage.
As Barrett Walker returned in nothing but his underpants, he couldn't help but feel embarrassed at the sight of the chaos before him. Many onlookers couldn't contain their laughter at the sight of Barrett's slender figure, causing them to pause and erupt into hearty chuckles.