Deities Are All Just My Food
Chapter 952 - 457: I, Lin Da Hungry Man, Have Returned!

Chapter 952: Chapter 457: I, Lin Da Hungry Man, Have Returned!

Hearing the call, Lin Baici’s nerves tensed up abruptly, her entire being like a fully drawn bow, ready to attack at any moment.

It wasn’t strange to be called by name when away from home, but this was foreign territory, and in Lin Baici’s usual social circle, no one could afford to go abroad.

The only possibility that remained was the God Hunters.

However, in the next instant, Lin Baici relaxed again, the voice was just a tentative call, unsure of the addressee’s identity, and it was soft, lacking any lethality.

Lin Baici turned around and saw a tall girl with her long hair tied up in a bun.

"Sister Mi?"

It was Mi Qin from the School of Economics and Management.

Lin Baici could not possibly mistake her, as she was recognized as the goddess of Haijing Polytechnic.

Her beauty was the kind that, once seen, would be etched in one’s memory, perhaps even becoming the once-in-a-lifetime crush for some.

"Is it really you?"

Mi Qin was surprised.

At the welcome party, Lin Baici had rendered the entire venue speechless with a rendition of the "Heart Sutra," and she had asked this junior if he was the Bilibili UP host Lin Da Hungry Man.

Although Lin Baici had denied it, Mi Qin was certain that it was him.

Of course, what left the most impression on Mi Qin was that when she went to buy milk tea, people would ask for her WeChat, but this guy, despite her showing a somewhat appreciative attitude as a senior – the kind that would never be rejected – he had done nothing.

Mi Qin thought Lin Baici was playing hard to get, perhaps planning to "coincidentally" bump into her in class or on the sports field a few days later. However, the semester had ended, and she hadn’t even seen him.

Was she simply overthinking it?

So, Mi Qin paid a little attention to this junior, knowing his family was of modest means, and he was a top student, the kind of guy who wanted to change his fate through education.

Such students were too common in college.

"Sister Mi, are you here for a trip too?"

Lin Baici wasn’t into fashion, but judging by Mi Qin’s dressing, her family seemed to be wealthy.

"Yes, paying New Year visits is too bothersome, you always get asked whether you’ve found a job or a boyfriend yet, so I just dodged it all!"

Mi Qin smiled lightly: "What about you, junior?"

"A friend brought me here!"

Lin Baici replied noncommittally.

Mi Qin inwardly speculated, could it be a rich and possibly female friend?

However, the impression Lin Baici gave her didn’t fit the type that would be interested in being financially supported by a woman.

"Are you heading back? We might be on the same flight!"

Mi Qin eyed Lin Baici, wondering if she should change seats later to sit next to him to get a chance to chat.

"I don’t know, my friend bought the ticket!"

Lin Baici was not one to boast, and he didn’t want others to know he was a God Hunter, so he kept quiet about flying on a private jet.

"Hmm!"

Mi Qin nodded.

"Then... Sister Mi, I’ll be taking my leave now!"

Lin Baici excused herself.

"Ah?"

Mi Qin was taken aback for a moment, then nodded: "Okay, take care, junior!"

What the heck?

Mi Qin’s heart felt as if it had been hit by hail, rippling with splashes and waves.

Is it that I’m not pretty enough, sister?

Or is it that you, junior, prefer mature women? You don’t even have the last name Cao!

Usually, men were desperate like dogs to stick to her, annoying her to death; Mi Qin couldn’t think of enough reasons to refuse them. She had never encountered a man who didn’t want to talk to her.

No, that’s not right,

There were some, but they tended to be introverts, too shy to express themselves.

And clearly, Lin Baici didn’t fall into that category.

Watching Lin Baici turn around decisively and leave, waving his sleeves without taking a cloud away, Mi Qin gaped in amazement.

Because of the previous encounter, Mi Qin knew Lin Baici was definitely not playing hard to get; he simply wasn’t interested in talking to her.

"Impressive, surely you can’t be into men?"

Mi Qin crossed her arms, sizing up Lin Baici.

With broad shoulders and long legs, he wore simple clothes with the aura of a model, especially when he walked with that confident, carefree stride, as if carrying the sunlight with him, casting his brilliance wherever he went.

Mi Qin noticed, just as men would look at sexy, beautiful women while walking, some passing female travelers also looked at Lin Baici, and even after passing by, they would turn back for a second look.

Damn,

Are you two seriously taking photos?

Don’t think just because it’s a female cop, she won’t arrest you!

Click!

Mi Qin also pulled out her phone and snapped a picture of Lin Baici!

Holy crap,

Next time my relatives try to set me up with a boyfriend, I’ll show them this photo. I won’t even talk about his face, they need to find me someone hotter than this back profile before asking for my phone number.

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[Turn around, go back, devour her!]

Eater God insisted triple.

[Such a delicious, tooth-achingly sweet cake should not be missed. If another man took the first bite, it would be a disgrace for you, a man standing at the top of the food chain!]

[Be very careful; little cakes are prone to pregnancy!]

Eater God cautioned that the taste of the cake would change slightly after it became pregnant.

Lin Baici didn’t listen to Eater God. How could he not know about this widely known senior at the school?

She was admired for both her looks and her talent; that was everyone’s assessment of Mi Qin.

Many girls aimed to be the second Mi Qin.

An outstanding student with both an exceptional physique and beautiful face, adept in social graces, she was clearly destined to shine.

Xu Daguan would mention every two or three days since the start of school; he had always wanted to have Mi Qin as a guest on his live stream, but to no avail.

Even now, Lin Baici still had the image of Mi Qin in his mind.

A light brown trench coat, unbelted, with jeans on her legs and white knee-high boots; her upper body clad in a turtleneck sweater.