Chapter 668: Scallion Oil Soup Noodles! If You Want No One to Know, Only You Must Not Do It!

"Huang Zhenzhong?" Yu Meng turned her head and saw the backyard empty of people.

The stealthy Silhouette had already vanished without a trace.

Only a scattering of footprints of varying depth remained on the ground.

"Either way, the suspects are just those two, Zhai Sixin and Li Zhenhua; they couldn't possibly have done this." Su Yang tore the wallpaper, kneading the fragments into a ball to fidget with.

"For a full hour, we didn't hear any strange sounds from the stables; could Gu Jun have left some unknown secret there?" Yu Meng asked.

"Perhaps..."

Su Yang didn't want to guess wildly without evidence, so he casually tossed the paper ball away, turned to the bedside and immediately lay down, waved his hand and said, "We'll discuss whatever it is tomorrow; I'm so sleepy I can barely keep my eyes open."

Yu Meng opened her Mouth, but seeing Su Yang close his eyes, the words that had just reached her Mouth were forced back down.

She couldn't help but glance again at the footprints on the ground with a complicated look, her Brain swirling with countless thoughts.

Obviously, pulling off something like this under everyone's watch requires either the information in the stables to be important enough to risk it.

Or it was done deliberately, using such misdirection to conceal the true intent.

But whether it's the former or the latter, this person certainly harbors no good intentions!

Just as she was pondering, a faint snore drifted out slowly.

Yu Meng turned her head and saw Su Yang with a peaceful expression, his chest rising and falling with a regular Guilü rhythm, as if he had entered the dreamland.

"What a big heart..."

She shook her head helplessly, Retreat back two steps, and pressed the mechanism.

Until the wall closed again, the room returned to calm.

After a while, Su Yang suddenly opened his eyes, looked around left and right, and fell back asleep.

"Hoo Hoo—"

The next day at exactly eight in the morning.

With the chime of the bell, the new day officially began.

Su Yang woke to the sound, put on his clothes and pants, and opened the door.

"Good morning everyone, did you sleep well last night?" he said with a smile, greeting the players on his left and right.

"Quite good, Nobility is Nobility; the bedding materials are truly top‑grade in every way, I've never slept in such a comfortable bed," Huang Zhenzhong grinned, showing a slightly yellow Tooth.

"For breakfast, Su Xiong, what's the plan? Are you handling it or..." Liang Kaiqi asked.

"Take care of your own matters yourself; if you want a feast, cook it yourself. I don't have that much free time," Su Yang said.

"I'll take charge of sorting it out; after you finish washing up, just go to the dining hall and wait to eat," Tang Youning volunteered.

At those words, everyone's eyes lit up instantly, their gazes toward Tang Youning like looking at a savior.

"Brother Tang, can you cook?" Zhai Sixin asked.

"I'm not a master Cook, but I can satisfy basic nourishment without problem," Tang Youning said.

"Great!" Huang Zhenzhong's Brow lifted with joy.

"It's been a long time since I've had Tang's dishes; I didn't expect such a feast today," Su Yang smiled faintly.

"Choosing you as Cook really shows how blind Heaven is," Tang Youning glanced sideways.

"One shouldn't say that; without green leaves how can the beauty of a flower be highlighted? If the jewels are in front, Brother Tang wouldn't have a chance to shine, would he?" Su Yang was unfazed by the sarcasm in his words.

"I hope your case‑solving ability is half as sharp as your tongue," Tang Youning walked toward the first floor without turning his head.

Su Yang smiled without replying, turned and went into the room to wash up.

Everyone's hungry Stomachs were growling; having not eaten a grain of rice last night, they only drank a few sips of water.

Given their current physical condition, they must ingest large amounts of energy daily to stay at peak condition.

The reason Su Yang didn't appear despondent is that he bears a title on his head.

Physical strength +30%; for his current Second-Order Gene Modification, that's a considerable Amplification.

And precisely because of that, he can perform normally even when hungry.

After solving the washing‑up issue, Su Yang went to the first‑floor dining hall and saw everyone had already set their plates, eyes eager like fledglings waiting to be fed.

"Brother Tang, how much longer until it's ready?" Huang Zhenzhong, his front pressed to his back from hunger, asked loudly.

"Just a little longer, it's almost ready."

A moment later, Tang Youning brought out a pot of cooked noodles.

"Scallion Oil Soup Noodles, limited conditions, everyone just make do and eat," Tang Youning said, holding a fork and beginning to distribute the noodles.

"Gulu~"

Liang Kaiqi's Mouth Cavity flooded with saliva, her eyes even showing a hint of covetous Desire.

She was the first player to receive breakfast; after thanking, she quickly began to eat.

"Sluurp—"

A mouthful of noodles wrapped in scalding broth went down, and a happy expression instantly burst onto her face.

"Thanks, big brother, for the breakfast delivered."

"As long as you like it." Tang Youning's eternally unmoving ice‑cold face finally showed a faint Smile.

"My turn, my turn!" Huang Zhenzhong cupped the dish with both hands and brought it over.

"The portions are generous; don't rush, everyone can eat freely," Tang Youning said while serving.

"Add a bit more for me, I... haven't had enough," Huang Zhenzhong said pitifully, holding a dish.

"... First serve the people behind," Tang Youning was speechless.

"Alright... fine." Huang Zhenzhong licked his lips, almost ready to carve the words "Stomach Thunder" onto his forehead.

When everyone in front had been served, Su Yang smiled and carried a plate, "Brother Tang, thanks for your effort."

"Su Xiong, where is this from? It is Tang Youning's honor to fill your belly." Tang Youning spooned a ladle of soup into the plate.

"After many days, I finally smell this fragrance again." Su Yang took a deep breath, experiencing a top‑tier Lung.

Immediately, he took a fork and tasted a bite, and a flash of brightness instantly flashed in his eyes.

Although it's simple scallion oil, the aroma is extremely rich, and the saltiness is just right; with one bite the whole Stomach feels warm.

I have to say, Tang Youning's cooking skill is indeed excellent.

Compared with Lin Yang, it is by no means inferior.

The two are influenced by regional styles; one is a northern chef, the other a southern chef.

Soon, a huge pot of noodles was swept clean spotless by the seven of them in a flash.

"Really comfortable…" Huang Zhenzhong patted his round belly, a satisfied expression on his face.

"If we could eat this every day, that would be great," Liang Kaiqi said.

"As long as you like it, I'll also demonstrate my skill at the noon meal," Tang Youning immediately became interested.

"Really?!" Huang Zhenzhong's eyes lit up.

"A matter of convenience."

"That's great!"

Su Yang, watching Huang Zhenzhong's flattering demeanor, subconsciously turned his head.

Just in time to meet Yu Meng's gaze.

As if saying—referring to last night's matter.

Su Yang gave a barely perceptible nod and said, "Everyone, now that breakfast is finished, shall we get down to business?"

When everyone turned their heads together, he nudged the plate, stood up and said, "Last night, while I was standing by the window watching the moon, I discovered something very interesting."

"A mouse sneaked into the horse stable, staying inside for a full hour."

"If one wishes to keep it unknown, one must not act; today someone behaved unusually eager—could they be using this method to divert attention?"

"Or perhaps…"

"Having done a guilty deed to seek peace of mind?"