Wiping the greasy sweat from his forehead, Wang Qiu walked out of the kitchen and brought a large pot of hot borscht to the table.

Then, he put the boiled edamame, sliced lettuce, shredded dried tofu, and shredded purple cabbage as a garnish, put them in a glass bowl, mixed with salt and sesame oil, and a cold side dish was ready.

Looking at the colorful and fragrant dishes on the table, Wang Qiu felt very pleased with his craftsmanship.

However, recalling the noble treatment he once enjoyed in Central America, Wang Qiu couldn't help but feel a little lost.

In the Aztec Empire, it was a hundred responses, all the people worshipped, and there were people who served diligently everywhere they went, but in modern time and space, they were reduced to the true colors of ordinary people, and everything had to be done by themselves.

Although even the quality of life of modern citizens is probably stronger than that of the chieftains and emperors of the Stone Age, the key problem is mentality!

Fortunately, Wang Qiu's life as a "god" in Central America was converted into the speed of time passing in modern shijie, and it was only two months since he was full, so after everything was over, he basically didn't have to do anything, and he returned to his previous daily life mentality.

And those who are very good at mixing in different shijie and are used to being the king and hegemonic in life, such as the "Emperor of the Americas" Wen Dehei, who is still lying in the hospital, really don't know how to adjust their mentality.

“…… Dinner is ready! Come and eat! He clattered the spoon on the rim of the pot and shouted.

“…… Oh. Come over here, wait until I'm done with the end of the anime......"

“…… Wait a little longer, let me beat this game to the ......"

- Hey, you two otaku girls who eat and live are really right! Do you think I am your servant?

Although after the girls moved in, Wang Qiu also tried to let these two tenants who did not pay rent share part of the housework, but. After seeing Cai Rong sprinkle laundry detergent into the soup as MSG, and Senior Sister Ma Tong made braised pork into soy sauce coke twice, in order to save the food budget that was already full of holes and on the verge of deficit. Wang Qiu had no choice but to pinch his nose and silently continue to be a "family cook".

――Whether it is Senior Sister Ma Tong or Cai Rong, all the cooking skills they know are except for boiling instant noodles and eggs. It seems that the only way to put the semi-finished lunch box bought from the supermarket into the microwave and serve it to the table, and at most make a fruit platter, basically doesn't even use a kitchen knife.

Alas, in the face of such two "microwave bear children", I really can't afford to hurt it.

Senior Sister Ma Tong, instead of having the heart to let Xue Ji Dailan play as a newlywed, it is better for you to go to a home economics training class by yourself. Even if you can't learn how to be a housewife, at least meet the general standards of a Japanese high school girl and be able to make your own chocolates, baking cookies, and cakes!

As for letting Yukie Delan cook...... Can you imagine how a Stone Age Aztec princess would use a gas stove, microwave, and rice cooker? At the very least, you'll have to train for a few months! Otherwise, beware of her causing a fire or being electrocuted into charcoal for you!

And. The most famous specialty of the Aztecs is the human flesh hot pot dipped in spicy sauce! Who can afford to eat it now?

Despite this, seeing so many cute beautiful girls noisily sitting at their own dining table, Wang Qiu couldn't help but feel a burst of warmth.

No matter what, at least it's better than being alone in a deserted home. It's better to face four walls in solitude!

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Although the current situation of the team is very sad, since he has become a family, Wang Qiu feels that he also has the obligation to be the captain well.

With his organizational experience as a class leader in elementary school for three months, how can he lead this miniature team of only three normal people and one mentally ill person...... Well, probably! Although there are two so-called "normal people" who seem to be even more insane than the "mentally ill".

Captain Wang Qiu needs to care about the first thing. Naturally, it is the problem of funding the daily expenses of this small team.

“…… Since your bank account was frozen, I've been paying for all your food! ”

Wang Qiu casually complained while scooping borscht into his bowl, "...... I can afford one or two meals, but after a few days, my wallet has shrunk dramatically! Even if you can't pay the rent, you should come up with some food expenses! ”

“…… This one...... Ahhh ”

Senior Sister Ma Tong, who has always lacked discipline, smirked a few times and wanted to perfunctory the past, but under Wang Qiu's stern gaze, she finally chose to surrender in a disgraceful manner, "...... I'm sorry, you also know, I've never been able to save much private money, and the unit salary in September was also lost, and the previous dividends were frozen before they could be transferred. At present, the only input is the obsidian amulet pendants of the ancient Aztec civilization that are consigned in the Taobao online store, which are not targeted by the financial department for the time being, but it is difficult to sell one or two pieces a week on average......"

She spread her hands, "...... I've got two hundred dollars on me, so if you want it, take it all!" ”

“…… Oh my God, it's only 200 yuan? What can you do with such a small amount of money? It's better for you to keep it for your mobile phone bill! Wang Qiu had to roll his eyes helplessly when he heard this, and at the same time changed the topic, "...... Didn't you get a job as a teacher at our university's affiliated high school through organizational connections? Recently, high school has already started, why didn't I see you go to work, but stayed in my house every day? ”

“…… Alas, no! That's already yellow! Senior Sister Ma Tong waved her hand again and again, "...... At the beginning, I saw that the trade income of the interdimensional plane was so hot. I thought that the job of a teacher was hard and unfast, and a month's salary was not as good as my week's dividends, so I went to the Academic Affairs Office and resigned. Who knew that the resignation procedures on the front foot had just been completed, and a big basket was poked out on the back foot, and the business and financial routes were all in vain...... As a result, I regretted that as soon as I finished the review, I went to the 'Mermaid' bar on Deqing Street for a whole day, and spent a dime of cash in my wallet before coming back......"

Wang Qiu suddenly heard it with bruises in his head - now everyone is not rich. Please, don't spend money so indiscriminately, okay?

As for Cai Rong's former captain...... She happily handed over her bank payroll card, but there were less than a hundred dollars left in it, and she couldn't take it out of the ATM at all?! All right. Asking for money from a lori is an almost impossible task......

Fortunately, Wang Qiu still has about 10,000 yuan in cash by his side. This included his mother's money for living expenses, as well as a fraction of the money he had earned from his previous interdimensional trade...... With this amount of money, it is naturally a dream to want to eat, drink, and drink all day, and it is far from enough to buy equipment to fight in the other world, but even if you change from one mouth to four mouths, it should still be able to support you for a month or two.

In addition, he had a few gems and gold that he had secretly hidden, but it was a sensitive time for him to sell them. …,

“…… In fact. Don't worry about money at all! Anyway, when a new assignment is assigned, our wages should be unfrozen. If there are any office expenses, travel expenses, equipment expenses, etc., you can also ask the relevant departments to pay as high a price as possible, and ask for advance payment. ”

Senior Sister Ma Tong looked very open, "...... This is not a task like home renovation. Employers can shop around and find the cheapest construction team to subcontract - you know, there are only about 50 of us in China, if the relevant units refuse to spend money and fire us, who should they find to plug the wormhole and save the traversers who are lost in the other world? This is the so-called monopoly management! ”

This statement is not wrong. But it also touched on the second thing that Captain Wang Qiu needed to care about, the work of the organization.

“…… But the question is, for those of us who are unlucky enough to be suspended from work, where is the new job? ”

Wang Qiu asked vaguely while swallowing the potatoes in his mouth, "...... It has been so many days since they sealed our office and drove us home to reflect, and not even a single email has been delivered, and not a single phone call has been made......"

“…… That means that there is no supernatural phenomenon in China, and no one abroad wants to ask for help. ”

Comrade Cai Rong, who has the deepest understanding of his own work, spread his hands and explained, "...... Just as the hope of selling glass hails and the hope of selling coffins to break out of the plague, we also hope that wormholes will appear every day...... But for the sake of our motherland, it is better not to appear too many wormholes. You know, not every traverser can be as moisturized as Wen Dehei......"

“…… That's right, on the other side of the wormhole, there may be an unexplored new world, but it may also be a terrifying demon realm that threatens Shijie. ”

Senior Sister Ma Tong sighed and casually broke out a fierce news, "...... I once read in the internal textbook that in 1999, there was a wormhole that was actually connected to Venus! Although this wormhole has been closed until it collapses and is destroyed, and it has not leaked the high-temperature and highly toxic substances in the atmosphere of Venus, it has scared the Americans who discovered this wormhole half to death......"

“…… Moreover, if there is really a wormhole, I am afraid that we will go to the relevant departments, not the relevant departments to find us. Senior Sister Ma Tong touched Cai Rong's little head, and then continued, "...... Don't forget, Cai Rong, who has a physique that attracts wormholes, is staying by our side right now! Don't you remember how the last wormhole that connected to ancient Mesoamerica appeared? ”

Well, Wang Qiu found that these people had no other choice than to work at home and work at home.

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Captain Wang Qiu's one thing that needs to be concerned about is the staffing of the team.

To put it simply, he lacks a political commissar in his ranks.

In Western fantasy fiction, a basic team of adventurers, usually including swordsmen, magicians, priests, archers, and thieves.

In the Warcraft Shijie game, a decent team of players. Usually there is a basic division of labor such as MT, daddy, and DPS.

In the SOS group of Haruhi Suzumiya, the personnel are composed of the goddess of vitality, aliens, future people, superpowers and spit experts.

…… Well, the zuihou one is purely a mouthpiece.

In short, in the team of the Chrono City Management, members of other professions may be lacking, but the political commissar is absolutely indispensable.

What does the term political commissar mean?

Loyal, brave, selfless, strong. With a tenacious will like steel, the greatest ideals are burning in his heart, and he will always hold the battle flag and rush to the front line. For the mission of flying the red flag, he can give his life at any time, both his own and someone else's - this is the political commissar of the war years. …,

Do ideological work for the thorns. Mobilize subordinates to work, resolve contradictions within the organization, enhance cohesion and fighting spirit, maintain the best state and efficiency of the collective, and if this is not possible, make some official articles to fool the boss -- this is the political commissar in peacetime.

For the paranormal who need to travel between different time and space, their political commissar does not just need to be able to do ideological work and boost morale - in fact, the last thing that time-traveling people need is to do ideological work.

Commissar. In the dictionary of time travelers, it means absolute scientific communism. Believers, and the most staunch atheists, will never be swayed by any anti-scientific "miracles". They can use their will, which is stronger than steel, to easily destroy all gods and demons that originated from the false illusions of human beings. Smash the wormhole that connects the different shijie with faith and iron fists.

All in all, without a political commissar, it would be difficult to easily suppress the evil spirits and close the passage from the dangerous Otherworld to Earth. Only the political commissar can directly make the wormhole collapse and collapse, disintegrate and disappear, while others can only use the wormhole to travel across the plane.

However, since the former political commissar Professor Yang Wenli left in anger, Wang Qiu and their small team. There will be no commissars.

Wang Qiu's initial idea was naturally to invite Professor Yang back. But this goal was soon slapped in the face by the harsh reality.

“…… Professor Yang will never come back! After finishing dinner, Senior Sister Ma Tong, who volunteered to contact her, walked back dejectedly, "...... Since he fell out with Director Ma, he applied to support the western region and went to Tibet University to serve as a professor of aid to Tibet. Before this incident, Professor Yang's application had been approved, and in a day or two at most, he would be on the plane and set off, even with his luggage ready. ”

Wang Qiu, who realized it later, was in a trance and shocked for a while, and imagined Professor Yang standing in the frontier school on the snowy plateau, telling the descendants of the turned serfs about Marxist philosophy and breaking feudal superstitions...... I don't know if it's weishenme, I feel like it's still very appropriate.

Alas, Professor Yang is really old-hearted. Even if he is so old, he doesn't know if his body can still eat on the plateau.

After sighing like this for a moment, Wang Qiu reacted - Professor Yang made up his mind to leave, what should the missing political commissar in the team do?

Fortunately, the relevant parties seemed to have given him a very "perfect" answer to this question.

“…… Do not worry! As early as the time of Professor Yang's resignation, the relevant departments had already coordinated. Due to the lack of vacant qualified commissars in the country, it is planned to find us a real Bolshevik comrade from Russia! I've heard that it should arrive tomorrow! ”

Senior Sister Ma Tong said with a sunny smile, her eyes were full of curiosity and excitement, "...... It is said that the new political commissar transferred this time seems to be a Russian girl with silky smooth blonde hair and as gentle as a cat! ”

For this "good news", Wang Qiu is also very happy.

However, the next day, he found that he seemed to be rejoicing too soon.

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“…… Ding-dong-ding-"

At seven or eight o'clock the next morning, the annoying doorbell broke the tranquility of Wang Qiu's house.

“…… Oh, here it is! Wait, who are you?! ”

Wang Qiu, who had nothing to do for a while, had to sleep lazily every day, rubbing his eyes and muttering, while wearing a vest and shorts and walking out of the air-conditioned bedroom, just opened the door, and the hot air outside immediately made him feel dizzy.

It's a sweltering day! Wang Qiu thought to himself as he walked down the stairs.

Then, a familiar voice came from outside the door.

“…… Brother Wang! I'm Hu Jingshui! Here's your delivery! Hey, this guy is really heavy! ”

――I don't know if it's weishenme, when he heard Hu Fatzi's shouting, Wang Qiu had an ominous premonition.

A moment later, Fat Hu jumped on the small pickup truck and slipped away. Wang Qiu stood at the door, stunned in front of a square iron cage that was nearly one meter long and a little weirdly large, and a large mammal with its tongue stuck out in the iron cage.

“…… What is it? Husky wolfdog?! And it's a half-dead pestilence dog! Why did Russia send this thing? ”

He finally found the slip that came with the parcel and looked through it several times, only to see rows of unintelligible Russian letters and the pattern of dog footprints as decoration...... What the hell is going on? Where's the haode commissar girl?! (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to (.) to vote for recommendation, monthly pass, your support is my biggest motivation. )