If he got caught this time, there would really be a memorial service.

But Lin Li's physique was getting better every day, so he was very calm and even had time to make a funny face.

The difficulty for Wang Ze to catch him this time was even higher than last time.

As for Bai Bufan, whose physique was only slightly better than the old Lin Li, it seemed he was about to run out of steam.

So Lin Li extended his hand to Bai Bufan.

"Thanks," Bai Bufan grabbed Lin Li's hand. With a point of leverage, he sped up a little.

Bai Bufan's expression was conflicted, but before he could come to a conclusion, he found himself being hugged by Lin Li.

"I'm trying to quit my vices, don't—" Before Bai Bufan could finish his shy words, he felt the world spin and lost his balance—a huge push sent him tumbling onto the grass.

Sitting on the ground, Bai Bufan stared blankly at the wildly laughing Lin Li who was getting further away. He then turned his head and saw Wang Ze and the others, who were already扑向 him like zombies.

"F*ck."

His last word was only this one.

He shouldn't have hesitated when he wanted to harm Lin Li just now.

He who hesitates is lost.

...

Bai Bufan's sacrifice was valuable. Looking at the figures piling on top of Bai Bufan behind him, Lin Li kept a safe distance and nodded with gratification.

Running all the time was not a solution. It's better for a friend to die than for me to die.

Lin Li ran to Ding Sihan and Chen Yuying's side, panting as he asked, "Is there any water? Can I have some?"

"There's no unopened water, but there's a big tomato. You can eat it if you don't mind," Chen Yuying was still searching, but Ding Sihan had already handed over the fruit.

Lin Li took it without any politeness and took a bite.

Then he fell silent.

This familiar, unpleasant taste.

He looked down.

F*ck your tomato, this is a f*cking wild persimmon.

It was even the one Lin Li had picked for Qu Wanqiu, the one that looked the most unappetizing.

"Don't just take things from strangers in the future, you know? This is the last lesson your mom will teach you!" Ding Sihan laughed in a very unladylike manner, patting her stomach and pointing at Lin Li as she mocked him.

Chen Yuying, who was originally looking for water, also changed to smiling and taking out a tissue from her crossbody bag and handing it to Lin Li after seeing this scene.

Lin Li really wanted to teach Ding Sihan a lesson, but he didn't have much time—the group of people not far away were already chasing after him again.

In fact, most of them had already vented their anger, but the problem was that the sacrificed Bai Bufan had now been assimilated and was running with more vigor than during the physical fitness test. He looked like the one who hated him the most.

Taking the tissue to wipe his mouth, Lin Li continued his escape journey.

...

The net of heaven is vast, and its meshes are wide, but nothing escapes it. Lin Li could not escape death.

When he revived after watching the ad, the charcoal was already hot. Dripping water on it would cause a fierce crackling sound. It was time to start barbecuing.

"Who's going to grill?" Lin Li looked at Bai Bufan and Zhou Baowei.

The three of them basically had no experience in this area, and no one was passionate about the business of barbecuing.

So there was silence.

"Baowei, you grill. Just treat it as exercise to lose weight."

Lin Li and Bai Bufan's minds were one. They decided to let Zhou Baowei do this hard labor.

"Who loses weight by barbecuing! I have my own weight loss plan. Barbecue is a part of it that I have to taste, so you guys do it," Zhou Baowei put his hands behind his back and shook his head.

"What kind of weight loss plan requires you to taste barbecue?" Bai Bufan frowned.

"Militarized body management. I can only eat army stew, veteran's barbecue, pistol chicken legs, colonel's chicken nuggets, and battleship sushi," Zhou Baowei said loudly.

"Picking up chopsticks makes you a soldier. The goal is to develop a general's belly, right?" Lin Li agreed. Both the process and the result were quite military.

"That's right, Lin Li. I, General Zhou, appoint you as a tea-pouring soldier. Go to the self-service area now and pour tea for me, the general," Zhou Baowei nodded heavily.

"What kind of general are you? Are you also the sun?" Bai Bufan sneered.

"I see you want to eat seaweed and egg drop soup with no vegetables, no flowers, and no soup. Bai Bufan, I now order you to attack the enemy's granary on two fronts by yourself," Zhou Baowei ordered bossily.

Then General Zhou was beaten up.

In the end, the three of them decided to use rock-paper-scissors to decide who would barbecue.

"Rock, paper, scissors!"

Zhou Baowei showed paper, Bai Bufan and Lin Li showed rock.

"Congratulations, winner. You've won the qualification to barbecue!" Before Zhou Baowei could even smile, Lin Li and Bai Bufan said in unison.

Zhou Baowei: "..."

"The winner grills?" he questioned.

"What else?"

"Get lost, get lost! Let's do it again! Let's confirm the rules first this time," Zhou Baowei couldn't accept it.

"Then it's still the winner who grills."

"Alright."

After agreeing, the second round began.

"Rock, paper, scissors."

The second time, Zhou Baowei showed paper, Bai Bufan showed a vertical six, and Lin Li lifted his foot.

Zhou Baowei: "..."

You motherf*ckers.

This time, these two b*stards were even less human.

"What the hell are you two doing this time? Huh?" Zhou Baowei questioned.

"Haven't you seen 'Ultraman R/B'? This is the happy gesture. I am a peace-lover who hates conflict. I hope rock, paper, and scissors can also get along well, so it's a draw between me and you. I can't possibly win, so it must be one of you two who grills."

Bai Bufan put his hands together and showed a pure and kind expression as if his head had been touched by Nangong Wenya, and said gently.

"It's blocking the sand and wind," Zhou Baowei waved his hand, his face full of bad luck. Then he looked at Lin Li who had lifted his foot and asked with a cold smile, "And what is this foot of yours? A happy foot?"

"I lost. I lost to both of you. You guys figure it out. Call me when the food is ready," Lin Li said calmly.

"What f*cking password coin did you lose?" Zhou Baowei's eyes widened.

Lin Li sighed and looked at the ignorant Zhou Baowei, "Baowei, if a hand and a foot fight, who will win?"

"How can you compare them? Who says a foot will definitely lose? The power of a flying kick is much higher than a flying punch, right? I should be the one who lost!" Zhou Baowei analyzed for a while.

"No, when a hand and a foot fight, you will definitely hit the foot to make the hand win," Lin Li said calmly.

Zhou Baowei: "?"

You mother.

Now he had to support the hand winning.

I can't argue with that. The foot really lost.

...

But since no one could convince the others, the three of them decided to take turns grilling.

"Come and see, authentic Xinjiang lamb skewers~~" Lin Li was the first. While brushing oil on the skewers in his hand and turning them on the grill, he also let out a shout with an accent.

Grilling skewers was quite fun—at least at the beginning.

"Lin Li!"

"Eh! What's wrong? Ding Sihan, do you want to be my first customer?" Hearing Ding Sihan's voice, Lin Li turned his head to look at her as she ran over and asked.

Ding Sihan was holding a meat skewer in her hand and handed it to Lin Li, "This is grilled by Yingbao. She was too shy to give it to you, so she asked me to bring it for you to try."

Lin Li sneered.

He had fallen for the wild persimmon trick just now because he was really thirsty and didn't expect Ding Sihan to have evolved so quickly. How could he fall for such an obvious trap this time?

"Class President, did you grill this?" Lin Li shouted directly to Chen Yuying's side to confirm.

As expected, Chen Yuying shook her head.

"Damn it," being looked at by Lin Li's provocative gaze, Ding Sihan stomped her foot fiercely.

"You're looking for someone to test the poison here, right?" Lin Li sneered.

"If no one tries it, I wouldn't dare to eat it either. I don't even know if it's cooked. Pfft," Ding Sihan stuck her tongue out at Lin Li.

"If you want to test the poison, you should look for Bai Bufan. He's a professional," Lin Li's hands didn't stop moving as he nudged Bai Bufan, who was cutting tinfoil on the side, with his head.

"Huh?" Ding Sihan didn't understand.

"Bufan said that his family is a family of eunuchs. For generations, many of them have been eunuchs, and they all look up to Wei Zhongxian. Poison testing should be their family's innate skill. If he's not a professional, who is?" Lin Li shrugged and explained.

"Really... a family of eunuchs?" Ding Sihan's eyes widened upon hearing this.

Can eunuchs even have families? When she watched dramas, didn't all the great eunuchs only have adopted sons?

So amazing.

"Really, I've saved the chat history. Ah Ding, if I'm lying to you, I'll have no little Dingding," Lin Li nodded.

Ding Sihan: "..."

But now she had no choice but to believe it.

Feeling Ding Sihan secretly sizing him up, Bai Bufan gritted his teeth and said with some shame and anger:

"Lin Li, how long are you going to remember a slip of the tongue I made once? I wanted to say that my family is a family of officials! The Bai family tree often has people who become officials! I accidentally typed 'eunuch' instead of 'official'!

And, it's 'loyal and virtuous for generations', not 'f*cking Wei Zhongxian for generations'!"

Who knew there was such a big difference between a family of officials and a family of eunuchs?

The most disgusting thing was that Lin Li had clearly discovered his slip of the tongue at the first moment, but he deliberately saved and forwarded the chat history first, and then reminded him of this matter. He was simply not human.

Only then did Ding Sihan understand the situation and couldn't help but laugh.

"Just take a bite, Lin Li," after laughing, she was still more familiar with Lin Li, so Ding Sihan pleaded.

"I don't want to die," Lin Li refused, his mouth tightly shut.

"Just one bite, just one bite," Ding Sihan pulled on the corner of Lin Li's clothes and acted spoiled.

The gap between Ding Sihan and Chen Yuying was really as exaggerated as the gap between Bai Bufan and a human.

"Stop acting spoiled, I'll eat it right away," sighing, Lin Li took the meat skewer with a determination to die.

Just as he was about to put it in his mouth, he saw Zhou Baowei, who had just come back from the bathroom, walking over. Lin Li handed the meat skewer over, "Here, it's grilled. Have a taste."

"Thanks," Zhou Baowei nodded and took a bite, frowning, "It doesn't seem to be cooked."

"Did you hear that? It's not cooked. Go back and grill it for a longer time," Lin Li looked at Ding Sihan.

"Thanks!" Ding Sihan nodded and trotted back.

Lin Li continued to grill the skewers.

Zhou Baowei, who had come back to his senses, stared at Lin Li darkly.

"It's one thing to let me test the poison, but why did she thank you? Lin Li..."

Lin Li smiled. Zhou Baowei had a bad feeling, but before he could stop him, he saw Lin Li shout loudly, "Ding Sihan, come over here for a moment!"

"What's up?" Ding Sihan trotted over again.

"Say thank you to Baowei. He just helped you taste the skewer, but you thanked me instead. He's not happy," Lin Li said seriously.

"Ah, oh, thank you, Zhou Baowei!" Ding Sihan thanked Zhou Baowei upon hearing this.

Zhou Baowei felt no joy, only the embarrassment of being dead inside, "I was just kidding..."

"Oh oh, it's fine," Ding Sihan nodded and ran back again.

After Ding Sihan went back, Zhou Baowei's dead-inside feeling turned into tangible killing intent.

Lin Li's health bar lit up.

"Our skewers are ready, really ready. Let's eat first," Lin Li turned his head and said, trying to save his own life.

Zhou Baowei nodded.

Then let's eat first.

Kill him after eating.

"Wait a minute, I'll plate it," but Lin Li stopped the two of them from taking the skewers. Then he used tongs to take a piece of meat the size of a fingernail and placed it on the tinfoil. He then sprinkled a pool of vinegar on it, drew a line with a spoon, and then placed two cilantro leaves next to it.

"This dish is called—Dragon Flying and Phoenix Dancing!" Lin Li finally sprinkled a little salt, a perfect finishing touch.

Bai Bufan nodded in approval, "It has the feeling of a three-star Michelin restaurant. I feel like this dish is at least 198."

"I don't see a dragon, I don't see a phoenix, I only see a flying dance," Zhou Baowei hated Michelin the most, especially French cuisine.

The portion sizes of those dishes, even if he ate them for a month, he wouldn't be able to poop out two Maltesers.

Thinking of this, Zhou Baowei turned his head to look at Wang Ze, who was eating Maltesers on the side, and shook his head in disgust.

Wang Ze, who had just thrown two Maltesers into his mouth: "?"

What's the matter?

(End of Chapter)