Data-Driven Daoist
Chapter 15: Changing Situation
Wu Di’s hands came up in the path of the chilli oil, the sizzle still camouflaged by a layer of fried toppings above.
The bowl smashed into his hand.
The oil splattered on his skin. Fingers. Arm. Face.
Wu Di screamed. He instinctively whacked the bowl away, but that caused more oil to pour on his exposed shoulder and torso.
Oil flew everywhere.
Others screamed.
Yu Han’s neck burned. Some splatters must have dropped on his neck as he turned. Wu Di had long let go of his hand.
Don’t panic. Follow the plan. Three more bowls!
Yu Han hopped over the bench with his pudgy legs, but one foot caught on the edge and he tripped.
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