"Move it here!"

"Leave a hole below, yes, that's it!"

"The table here is fixed by screws. Is there a screwdriver?"

"There are screwdrivers here, take them!"

...

After destroying the Scythe Beetle, under Feng Zheng's command, everyone began to move the canteen tables and chairs to make the final arrangement.

"Crazy, why do I feel like I'm beaten up by that guy? We're almost the same?"

The others were working hard to carry, Feng Zheng was in charge on the spot, while Shao Yaoming was sitting on the chair with a melancholy expression on his face.

As the highest-level one in the team, he will naturally have to do the task of attracting monsters.

The danger is certain, but if even Shao Yaoming can't do it, the others will probably be giving away their heads for nothing if they get on.

Upon hearing this, Feng Zheng looked up at the canteen administrator.

I have to say that this guy is really 'strong'. He is 1.9 to 2 meters tall, and his whole body is covered with chunks of flesh, like a mountain. The heavier the weight, the greater the force of a slap.

"This monster may not be fast." Feng Zheng inferred, "and it's a big and weak door, you can use that small door to block it!"

"Yeah, that's right." Shao Yaoming nodded.

After more than two hours, everyone used the tables in the cafeteria to form three concave shapes. This is the trap set by the canteen administrator this time. Rather than a trap, it is used to fix the canteen administrator's position. After all, a molten bottle will be thrown out in a while. If the canteen administrator runs around, it may lose empty space or even accidentally hurt teammates. In order to prevent such incidents, Feng Zheng designed such a strange set of things.

By then, just lead the canteen administrator to the sunken place, it means that this guy has entered a dead end, and everyone just needs to throw things into the "dead end"!

"Remember, don't underestimate that guy's power. The tables we set may not last long!"

Feng Zheng stood at a high place and shouted: "You can't be greedy, you have to come with a plan! Do you understand!"

"good."

"knew."

Everyone nodded, and even the two dormitory leaders Li Wanlu and Zhou Zhengming were very obedient to Feng Zheng's instructions.

There is no way, not only does they have an idea, but their fists are also hard, and there is no reason not to listen.

"Xiao Ming, it's up to you!" Feng Zheng went over, patted Shao Yaoming on the shoulder, gave him a small look to encourage, and comforted him: "It doesn't matter if you fail, Dad can help you pull the blood thread back!"

"Go and go, stay wherever you are cool!" Shao Yaoming rolled his eyes, and it was time to take advantage of him.

Finally, everyone checked their equipment and confirmed that all the preparations were done, so it was time for Shao Yaoming to go on.

Shao Yaoming took a deep breath and did stretching exercises on the spot to relieve the tension in his heart.

"Or why do you say something beautiful to strengthen your aura?" Zhou Zhengming suggested, "This way you won't be nervous!"

"It's OK."

Shao Yaoming thought for a while, his eyes lit up, and he sang: "Fate whispered to me: You can't resist the storm, I said: I'm the storm!"

"good!"

Zhou Zhengming took the lead in applauding, and the girls peeked at each other, and they were embarrassed and goosebumps all over the floor.

"No, when did you become so literary?" Feng Zheng raised his eyebrows, "Who said this? It sounds familiar?"

Shao Yaoming scratched his head and thought for a while, and responded: "What I read from a novel seems to be from... Cao Zhi's "Fu of the Gods"?"

Feng Zheng: "??"

Li Wanlu: "??"

Lin Jia: "??"

Little fat paper: "??"

The rest: "??"

"What are your expressions? Are you talking very well?" Zhou Zhengming was a little confused.

"Boss Zhou, are you serious?" Xiaopang always felt that Zhou Zhengming was energizing the atmosphere. After all, when a person is hopeless, you can't tell whether he is really low-level or high-level black.

"What's true or false?" Zhou Zhengming became increasingly confused, "What's the problem?"

Unfortunately, no one explained it to Zhou Zhengming, and no one had time to explain it to him, because at this time, Shao Yaoming picked up the bone knife and walked up.

Seeing this, the rest of the people, with a molten bottle and a lighter, their muscles were tight and they were ready to fight.

Shao Yaoming walked straight to the door of the kitchen, turned around and nodded to everyone, then looked serious, put one hand on the door handle, opened the door leading to the kitchen, and then stepped in!

"Woo!"

This kick activated the canteen administrator!

It made a low sound, and a dull sound echoed in the cafeteria, whistling and winding, thick and powerful, and some timid girls were so scared that their little faces turned pale.

"Come here!"

Shao Yaoming provoked at the door, but in the next second, he couldn't show off!

Boom!

A big hand wiped his head and passed by. Whether it was the glass window or the door frame around it, it looked like paper in front of this hand, sweeping it away!

The door is big and weak...the premise is that this door is of good quality enough!

And this is not the most exaggerated thing. What is really shocking is the speed of the canteen administrator! You know, just one second ago, the canteen administrator was still in the kitchen where he was making meals. The place was several meters away from the kitchen door.

A few meters away, it arrives in a flash!

This speed doesn't match the figure of the canteen administrator at all!

Shao Yaoming was stunned for a few milliseconds. At this moment, he felt his whole body filled with the words "fuck". He turned around and ran towards the first point as fast as possible.

While taking the steps, he did not forget to shout: "Crazy, I believe you!"

Feng Zheng felt a little embarrassed. God knows why the canteen administrator didn’t play according to common sense.

Shao Yaoming ran two steps in three steps. Behind him, the canteen administrator's huge body rushed out of the tattered kitchen door.

There is not much distance between the two sides. If nothing unexpected happens, Shao Yaoming will be caught up by the canteen administrator in one or two seconds!

Fortunately, Shao Yaoming sent there, he might have died if he changed someone!

Each person and monster quickly pulled closer. If this continues, Shao Yaoming can't run away from the first preset point, and his small body may be just a slap for the canteen administrator.

It is hard for Feng Zheng to imagine how powerful the administrator would be if the equipment on the canteen administrator was not replaced?

While thinking, Feng Zheng quickly threw a ball of healing force ball towards the canteen administrator. His idea was very simple, using [vicious poison] and milk to attract the hatred of the canteen administrator, so that this guy can focus on him.

However……

Failed!

The canteen administrator ignored him!

"How does this hatred count!" Feng Zheng gritted his teeth.

Monsters have hatred value, and they have tested this with the Scythe Beetle. These monsters will default to the person who attacked him as the first target of attack.

The milk man will naturally develop hatred, not to mention [vicious poison], which will cause harm and is an aggressive behavior.

But... why did it become like this? With the amount of milk and the damage, the two things overlapped together, which should have created a huge hatred value, but why is this happening?

Feng Zheng couldn't figure it out.
Chapter completed!