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Chapter 3 - Skippy

To my astonishment, a conversation with my best friend Fang Xiaotong unlocked some truths about my power. Now I realize this ability might surpass any superpower I ever dreamed of. Deep down, I sense that with such a formidable gift, its impact could ripple out on a massive scale, touching countless lives within its reach.

One more hour had passed since the talk about my power with my best friend.

Then, a person with white attire came out of the cafeteria's kitchen.

"Attention all citizens! We have officially finished with our preparations and have decided to serve our guests! Please form a line over here so we can get started."

I walked over and grabbed a dish tray from the corner of the building, and by the time I reached the front of the line, I was dazzled with the fragrant aroma of the sweet and tender looking steak on my dish. 

A sea of people snaked around the entrance of the cafeteria, all eager for dinner. Familiar faces from Shanghai High School popped up everywhere, their voices buzzing with excitement as they chatted about the mouthwatering aroma drifting through the air. The chatter swelled, filling the space until the entire cafeteria pulsed with lively conversation.

I searched around the front of the cafeteria where they were serving the food. This was supposed to be a three-course meal, therefore it would take multiple rounds of us finishing the food and grabbing the second and third dishes. Once I got my food I tried the closest thing on my tray which was carrot soup with some basil leaf. After taking some time trying the dishes I realized how much hard work the chefs must've put in to make these high quality meals.

"Wow the bread here is actually really good! Brother Yin, maybe you should try these too!"

I was quickly handed with a loaf of bread from Fang Xiaotong, as I tried to finish the remaining food that was on my tray. Apparently this was a type of bread called ciabatta and it had this crispy crust texture which melted in my mouth.

On the other side of the table from where Fang Xiaotong and I sat, there was a group of boys in their sophomore year, chatting about the delicious food they were enjoying. "Where did they get the ingredients to make these delicacies? I have to ask the chef how they got a hold of these 

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