Lu Sheng rose, and the four swiftly set up the dining room, almost covering the four-meter diameter round table with the trays and plates of food they carried.
Once done, they did not leave but each held a pair of chopsticks, awaiting Lu Sheng’s signal to serve him at any moment.
However, Lu Sheng had yet to adapt to such treatment. He disliked being disturbed while eating, let alone having four pairs of eyes fixated on him.
“You can leave. I’ll eat by myself.”
The four obediently withdrew, leaving only the large-eyed maid named Li Die standing about four or five meters from the table, silently awaiting further instructions.
Lu Sheng casually picked up a piece of pinkish meat with his chopsticks and felt immensely satisfied as he ate it.
For over half a month on the battlefield, he had been eating canned goods and either undercooked, oversalted, or unprocessed exotic beast meat, nearly desensitizing his taste buds.
Finally, he could enjoy a normal human diet again.
Lu Sheng ate at a leisurely pace, yet the food on the table rapidly diminished.
With his spiritual strength assisting him, he didn’t even need to turn the table, able to reach any dish placed anywhere, as if having multiple extra pairs of hands.
After eating until around five or six portions full, Lu Sheng slowed his pace and took out the phone the officer named Wang Ye had given him.
The common apps were already downloaded, but he needed to re-enter contacts into the empty address book himself.
First, he logged into the messaging app.
After over a week without checking, the unread messages instantly jumped to 999+.
Lu Sheng quickly scrolled through the screen, finally locating messages from his younger sister Lu Qinghe and the family group amid the sea of useless ones.
[Big bro, I’m almost a Level 2 Martial Artist now!]
[Bro, remember I told you about the city high school martial arts tournament? Got first place! (proud)]
[It’s so annoying, every day some punk comes to challenge me. Their strength sucks but they’re so arrogant! Really need a beating (furious)]
[Bro, why haven’t you read my messages for so many days?]
[Mom’s asking if you’ll be back for New Year’s?]
Lu Qinghe had sent him around ten messages almost daily, accumulating over a hundred unread ones over the half-month period.
Lu Sheng read through each one, replying to the key ones individually. Finally, in the family group, he said: “Been busy with a mission recently, no time to check my phone. My old one also broke. Probably can’t make it back for New Year’s. @Lu Hai @Zheng Yufen”
As soon as he sent that, the three in the group exploded with replies.
Naturally, the fastest to respond was Lu Qinghe, replying to his private chat while also racing to be first in the group chat, befitting someone about to become a second-rank cultivator.
Lu Qinghe: [Damn, so you do reply! I thought you went missing!]
Lu Hai: [Watch your language, young lady! @Lu Qinghe (angry). Take care out there by yourself @Lu Sheng]
Zheng Yufen: [@Lu Sheng, It’s getting cold, stay warm.]
Zheng Yufen [Forwarded: Shocking, Level 5 Martial Artist falls ill from cold, leading to martial regression!!!]
As Lu Sheng ate, he typed replies one-handed while using his spiritual force to control the food with his other hand.
After considering it, he briefly mentioned his plan for the whole family to move to the general district.
As expected, all three of them, including Lu Qinghe, showed hesitation and an unwillingness to do so.
Lu Sheng didn’t expect to convince his family in one go, so he would take it slow.
At that moment, a new message suddenly popped up.
Qin Shaojun: [Lu Sheng, we’re back!]
It was followed by a photo taken inside a helicopter.
Lu Sheng’s eyes lit up. Yu Feiyi’s corps had returned from the front lines? Relieved, he quickly opened his chat with Dong Qingxue.
After waiting for a while with no reply, he realized she likely didn’t have her phone or it was out of battery.
“Maybe she didn’t bring her phone, or it’s out of battery …”
Lu Sheng spent a while picking through the expression stickers but ultimately didn’t send anything.
His current relationship with Dong Qingxue felt awkward, not as harmonious as before, for some inexplicable reason.
It seemed related to the spouse information panel in the dream world.
Lu Sheng’s mood suddenly turned restless. As he prepared to shut off his phone and toss it aside, he remembered one more thing.
He quickly dialed the only contact in his phone – the officer Wang Ye’s number.
“Sir, this is Wang Ye. How can I assist you?”
The phone was answered immediately with Wang Ye’s deferential voice.
Lu Sheng calmly said, “Help me look into someone named Liu Qiming. He’s a new Eastern Military Region recruit this year, from Baihe …”
Lu Sheng briefly relayed Liu Qiming’s information to Wang Ye.
Wang Ye quickly responded, “Understood, I’ll notify you immediately if I get any information.”
Hanging up, the last lingering worry in Lu Sheng’s mind eased slightly.
Turning around, he saw the large-eyed maid Li Die watching him.
Lu Sheng casually said, “I’m done eating, clean this up.”
The obedient maid walked over.
Lu Sheng asked her name randomly and learned she was called Li Die, her parents were officers who had grown up in the Eastern Military Region.
“A military brat working as a maid …”
Lu Sheng shook his head and headed upstairs.