The Most Random System

"Do you want some?" Wang Ze generously offered, thinking that Bao Wei was criticizing him for not sharing, so he handed over the Maltesers.

Zhou Baowei immediately shook his head like a rattle drum: "Disgusting, get away from me."

Wang Ze: "?"

If you don't want to eat, fine, but calling it disgusting—this guy is really something.

Lin Li continued to expertly prepare his Michelin-level meal, then turned around and found that his whole batch of skewers had been taken by Zhou Baowei.

"You're not going to leave a single skewer for us?" Lin Li had expected Bao Wei to pull a fast one, but not to this extent?

Is it too late to end this friendship now?

"No, I'm worried you guys might play tricks on me, let me divide them," Zhou Baowei said cautiously, giving Lin Li and Bai Bufan a wary look.

"How could we? You're slandering your brothers here." The two acted hurt, somewhat regretfully, "You do it, you do it."

So Zhou Baowei began distributing: "One for Lin Li, one for me, one for Bufan, one for me, one for me again, one for me, another one for Lin Li, another for me..."

Lin Li, Bai Bufan: "..."

Pretty fair, but just a tad unfair.

"Bufan, quick, call Xiaoxi, tell it we've found endless energy, get the Star Ship back—Bao Wei's turned into lard, energy crisis solved instantly." Lin Li turned to Bai Bufan.

Bai Bufan covered his eyes: "I can't, Lin Li, I can't do it, I'm a Muslim's son-in-law, I can't witness this lucky symbol, get Bao Wei out of my sight!"

The two were smoothly keeping up their banter.

But this time, Bao Wei was keeping up with his banter as well.

Let them curse, let them curse.

I'll just eat eat eat eat eat!

I'll just munch munch munch munch munch!

However, Lin Li and Bai Bufan didn't really mind; since Bao Wei was eating fast, they just let him eat more. If the kid wants to eat, let him eat. If it's not enough, they'll just grab something else to eat.

Tasting his own barbecue, to be honest, barbecue is something that tastes better with great skill, but as long as you're not completely hopeless, it won't taste bad.

It was alright, passable.

The so-called feeling that one's own labor is the sweetest, Lin Li didn't quite notice.

When it was Bai Bufan's turn to grill, he spread foil over the barbecue rack, applied oil, and started grilling enoki mushrooms, eggplants...

Lin Li had drunk half of his water while climbing, and now it was finished. He looked at the water the two had brought; there was some left, but the bottle mouths were probably greasy, not something he could drink.

After mentioning it to them, he was appointed as the team's tea soldier, and headed to the base's self-service area.

As Xue Jian had said, there was a self-service water dispenser, along with two large containers. Upon opening one was filled with sour plum juice, and the other with a pale pink mush that resembled iced jelly, likely lotus root starch soup.

Since it was summer, except for the room-temperature white water from the dispenser, everything else was chilled.

The sour plum soup seemed to be made from a sour plum concentrate, probably could be made for a yuan per bucket, taste was a bit odd, but the lotus root soup was unexpectedly delicious and refreshing.

Might as well bring back a cup for Bufan and Bao Wei too.

"Lin Li, you're here for water too?"

"Yeah, class president." Lin Li didn't turn around, Chen Yu Ying's crisp voice was really distinctive, like a 10K Blu-ray panoramic surround of 192kHz beauty.

"Which one tastes good here?" The light blue figure stood beside Lin Li, elegant and poised, she asked.

"This grave ash soup is not bad, do you want some, class president? I'll get you a cup too?" Lin Li said, swinging the long-handled ladle in his hand.

Chen Yu Ying was stunned for a moment, then took a step back, half hiding behind Lin Li, with hands clasped over her lips, a hint of surprise and panic in her voice: "Grave, grave ash soup?"

Is this base trying to scare people?

"Yeah, this lotus root soup, lotus root is just Nezha's ashes, isn't it?" Lin Li nodded sincerely.

The air went silent for a moment, so quiet that you could imagine hearing the sound of the young girl's long eyelashes trembling.

Chen Yu Ying stared at the lotus root soup for a while, then put her clasped hands on Lin Li's back and gave two light punches, a bit annoyed, she said:

"How can you call lotus root powder grave ash? Why don't you say the ground beneath us is mixed with Sun Wukong's ashes?"

"Not surprising, class president, your capability for learning is impressive, indeed. That is the truth, and besides, if the Great Saint got pregnant and wanted an abortion, he'd probably choose laser lithotripsy." Lin Li nodded in agreement.

"Is this the best tasting?" Annoyed but then couldn't help laughing, Chen Yu Ying stepped forward again to stand parallel to Lin Li, and asked for confirmation.

"Yes, I haven't drunk this cup yet, try it. There are disposable spoons and straws here."

Lin Li handed the cup to Chen Yu Ying, but when her hand reached over, he suddenly raised the cup of lotus root powder.

Caught off guard, Chen Yu Ying raised her hand, but missed again. With the height difference present, after missing a few times, Chen Yu Ying chose to stare into Lin Li's eyes.

Ghost Cultivator from Nansang Sect +1.

Lin Li held back his laughter and handed the lotus root soup to a place where Chen Yu Ying could reach it again.

Chen Yu Ying had just moved her hand when Lin Li's hand moved too.

This is the power of a Cultivator.

Why did Lin Li cultivate?

Apart from helping acquaintances and Bai Bufan fly, curing Yangliang's stubborn illness, and making at least three thousand a month, isn't it for moments like these?

"Hmph." The mortal got angry, ignoring Lin Li, deciding to pour herself a cup.

"Really, here you go, really here you go." Lin Li laughed and handed it over again.

Chen Yu Ying refused to accept it.

"Ahem ahem." Lin Li thought he needed to come up with an excuse, "Class president, I'm not teasing you, I was just thinking, do you have any sanitary pads in your bag, are you on your period, this lotus root soup is cold, I'm worried you might not be able to drink it."

Little red cherry tomatoes appeared once again, looking nice, fun.

Love to see it, love to play.

"I'm not on my period, we all carry a spare, and it's chilly here, just standing here you know it's cold, I already reached out, doesn't that mean I can drink it! Besides, you didn't ask earlier, you were just teasing, no excuses!"

Newbies who poke your stomach all the time, Chen Yu Ying saw through Lin Li's pathetic lie at once.

"I was afraid asking would make you awkward."

But just like Lin Li said, the world is for the thick-skinned, even after being exposed, his face was not red, and his heart was still beating fine.

"Are you saying I'm not awkward now!?" Chen Yu Ying looked down, seeing that Lin Li's shoes were white, snorted, and put her slightly raised foot back on the ground.

He should have worn black shoes.

Lin Li handed over the lotus root flour cup again, and this time Chen Yu Ying didn't refuse. She took it and had a spoonful, nodding with satisfaction: "Hmm, pretty good."

"Class rep, are you drinking it yourself, or do you need a few more cups?" Lin Li asked again.

"Make four more cups, I'll bring one for each of them. I'm going to get a cup of room temperature water, Shuyang is on her period." Chen Yu Ying said.

"What period? It's just a period, sweeping away hunger and being yourself."

Chen Yu Ying shivered: "So cold."

"I got the hint! Class rep, wait, I'm going to take off my clothes and drape them over you." Lin Li had read a hundred high EQ posts from marketing accounts, and the warmth tips he learned could definitely keep Chen Yu Ying warm for a hundred years.

"Pervert!"

The only problem was that Lin Li was only wearing a T-shirt, so when he put down his spoon and crossed his arms to grab his shirt hem, Chen Yu Ying covered her eyes.

Unlike Ding Sihan and Qu Wanqiu who weren't really covering their eyes, Chen Yu Ying was covering her eyes tightly.

Lin Li, of course, wasn't really going to take off his shirt—why bother if she wasn't looking.

Made six cups in total.

"I'll help you carry them back."

"Alright, thanks."

They were long cups like the ones used for bubble tea, so Lin Li could hold two with one hand, and Chen Yu Ying could hold the remaining three with both hands just right.

Before they reached the girls' barbecue side, Lin Li heard Ding Sihan's exclamation, and the girls who had gathered spread out to some distance.

Lin Li walked over to see what was happening and found out the charcoal had caught fire, and Ding Sihan was about to pour the water she brought over it.

Lin Li quickly placed his cups on the ground temporarily, went over and stopped Ding Sihan by pressing down on her cup.

Then he picked up the tongs, moved the grill aside, and stirred the burning charcoal a bit until the flames gradually died down.

"When you're grilling, switch spots more often, don't just roast in one place." After putting the grill back, Lin Li calmly said.

"Oh." Ding Sihan nodded blankly.

Lin Li he...

"How was it?" Lin Li's face instantly turned playful as he eagerly asked: "Wasn't my silent, calm, cool, problem-solving behavior followed by a lofty speech super handsome?"

Ding Sihan: "..."

Damn it.

Although it was a bit unfamiliar just now, his actions were indeed quite cool.

Almost wanted to praise him.

But now, seeing Lin Li's playful face, that familiar feeling came rushing back.

But—

"You think you're still handsome after saying that? You just seem so insufferable!" Ding Sihan exclaimed loudly.

"Alright, I'll keep a straight face longer next time." Humility leads to progress, Lin Li realized his shortcoming and nodded.

"Lin Li, try this skewer, don't worry, it's not a test poison this time; if humans can eat it, so can you." After her disdain, Ding Sihan handed over a mushroom skewer.

Being kicked out of humanity is something Lin Li has gotten used to, he finished eating in a few bites and nodded: "Not bad."

"Then eat this green pepper skewer too, and this mutton skewer which has a nice brownish scorch, and this... ouch!" Ding Sihan's head was knocked.

Looking up, the culprit sneered at him: "Am I a trash bin to you?"

Never thought he'd one day share the same fate as Bao Wei, utterly pathetic.

"Daddy, I'm begging you." Ding Sihan clasped her hands pleadingly.

"I'll eat it."

Lin Li sighed, resigned to the fatherly duty he couldn't escape.

...

"Class rep, is there any of yours here? I want to eat something fit for human consumption."

After fulfilling his trash bin duty, and throwing the skewers into the actual trash bin, Lin Li looked up and asked.

"There's none here, but I can make one for you now." Chen Yu Ying replied upon hearing.

"I won't be polite, then. Thanks." Lin Li nodded.

"Wait a minute, I'll first put on an apron." Chen Yu Ying picked up a clear plastic apron from the grass nearby, put it on, and tied her loose hair with the hair tie around her wrist.

The snow-white neck hidden by her black hair was revealed and shone even more under the sunlight.

The pure and innocent girl, at this moment, seemed to have gained a hint of a homely wife vibe.

The apron was indeed necessary; Lin Li didn't want this awesome dress to get stained with oil or dirt.

His thoughts wandering, Lin Li quickly turned to look at Yu Yu, then nodded.

As someone who, if a stain were to fall from her mouth, was the most likely to get it on herself, she had indeed worn the same kind of disposable apron, protecting herself well.

And as expected, there were already some stains in that huge risk area on her apron. No way around it, high-risk area.

Lin Li then looked at Ding Sihan and Qu Wanqiu, Ding Sihan had a bit, Qu Wanqiu had none at all.

—Lin Li wasn't talking about stains this time.

"Lin Li, what the heck are you smiling about? It's so creepy!" Qu Wanqiu recoiled in horror upon noticing Lin Li smiling at her.

What he was going to say next was not suitable for unfamiliar ears, so Lin Li jogged over next to Qu Wanqiu and asked seriously, but softly, "I have a very serious question I want to ask you, Little Qiuqiu, if you didn't have legs, would you still wear shoes?"

Ding Sihan leaned over, hearing this with a face full of confusion.

"What do you plan to do to my legs?" Qu Wanqiu, hearing this, defensively pressed her legs.

"Nothing."

Qu Wanqiu: "?"

What on earth.

"Whether I want to or not is irrelevant. Just answer me, if you didn't have legs, would you wear shoes?" Qu Wanqiu's legs had no allure to him, Lin Li continued in a low voice.

"No, I wouldn't." Qu Wanqiu frowned and shook her head.

"Then why do you wear a bra?" Lin Li earnestly asked.

Qu Wanqiu: "..."