Inside the cafeteria of Songyang High School.
Zhang Yu scooped a spoonful of pure white synthetic food into his mouth, feeling the sand-like texture rub against his palate as it unleashed a fishy scent of fat and protein in his throat.
This was unflavored synthetic food, tasting like vomit, a combination of some insect and decayed meat.
But no matter how awful it tasted, at least for Zhang Yu, it was currently the cheapest and most cost-effective supplement for the fats, proteins, vitamins... all the nutrients necessary for survival and cultivation.
"Sigh, poverty."
With the whole city under surveillance, there were no opportunities left in the shadow tutoring world, sharply reducing Zhang Yu's income.
Even though he continued selling seeds, and with Bai Zhenzhen's delivery subsidies, after deducting medical expenses and food costs, there was hardly anything left.
Add to that the 45,000 yuan monthly loan interest, it became even harder for Zhang Yu to save any money.
