The sharp, slender kitchen knife was held in the palm of Chef Planck's hand, expertly cutting the small shriveled tomatoes on the cutting board.

Planck was chopping vegetables in his hands, but his eyes were looking at the kitchen helper washing vegetables.

"Eggs, just wash it, hurry up, those guys on the ship, they're going to eat in the cafeteria soon." ”

"Planck, why are they all vegetarians today?"

"After coming out for so many days, these things are about to spoil, and if you don't eat them, they will be wasted, hurry up. ”

Below the kitchen is the turbine cabin, and the firepower needed for cooking in the kitchen is provided below, which is convenient and energy-saving, but there is a disadvantage, that is, the turbine cabin is very hot, and the kitchen is not much better.

In the stuffy kitchen, the chef and the assistant chef were sweating profusely preparing the food, hurrying and hurrying, and finally prepared everything before the meal.

Looking at the crew members chatting while eating in the canteen with relief, Planck took a towel and wiped the sweat from his face.

Don't look at him all over the body, but he has to prepare three meals a day at any time, if his body is not good, he really can't be a chef.

"Hey, fatty, why don't you even have canned meat today?"

"Enjoy this, this is the last fresh vegetable in the warehouse, and if you want to eat anything else, you can only eat the mushrooms I raised." ”

The sailor put down the plate in his hand indignantly, picked up a biscuit, soaked it in the vegetable soup, and stuffed it into his mouth.

"It's like this every time, when I first went out to sea, I ate this thing every day, and when I came back, I was canned sea fish every day, and there were no fresh leaves at all, and I couldn't pull out my. ”

"Don't talk nonsense, if you don't want to eat it, put it down and give it to the rats. ”

The sailor stopped grumbling and began to eat, for it was very irrational to offend the man who cooked for him.

Although the meal was finished, the cook could not rest at this time, and he picked up the leftovers of the crew and collected them.

When he was almost done, he added some crushed biscuits and dried mushrooms to it and poured them into the large basin in the corner of the kitchen.

"Squeak~squeak~!squeak~!" The mice, whose color had returned to brown, quickly gathered around the plate and ate it.

Just then, a plate reached over and poured the rest into the mouse's plate.

It was West, a thin and a fat two of them squatting there, watching the rats eat quickly.

These rats seem to be much more orderly than humans, and they are not picky eaters at all.

After eating, he obediently wiped his mouth with his little paws, and left along the corner.

West looked at the rats and muttered, "Eat, eat, eat, eat." ”

As soon as he saw these rats, he felt a trace of regret in his heart. "Planck, you said that Lily, who was good before, why is it gone when you say no, I really like that kind of innocent little mouse. ”

Chef Planck also sighed, and he turned his head to look at the crew members who were still eating in the cafeteria. "Don't talk about her, how are we better than her? Look at these people, I don't know whose bad luck is this time. ”

Hearing this, West's heart twitched slightly, and he said reluctantly, "This voyage should be less dangerous, right? After all, there is still the Pope of the Illuminati Cult." ”

"There are many people who are useful, I can see that in some places, the more people there are, the faster they die. ”

While they were talking, West suddenly heard the familiar sound of boots stomping on the floor.

When he looked back towards the entrance of the cafeteria, he saw that the captain seemed to have something in mind.

West's face changed suddenly, and he immediately stood up and said, "Planck, next time we talk, I'll ...... I'll go back to the crew lounge first. ”

Just as Vest was looking at the ground and groping his way towards the exit against the wall, a sudden "stop" made him tremble.

As soon as the young sailor looked up, his black and white eyes sent chills down his body.

"You seem to be afraid of me, what are you afraid of?"

"Report to the captain......! No...!I'm not afraid!!" Vest put his hands together on the sides of his thighs, crumbling tightly.

Ever since he learned that the former madman was the current Governor, he was very worried that the other party would recall the memories of his previous madness.

At that time, of course, he would not be polite to a madman, not to mention the kick that her mother had kicked when she sent food.

Even when I used to go to the dock to work, I was blocked by a madman and kicked over with a curse.

If the captain really recalls such a miserable experience, then how good is he?

His explanation did not dissipate Charles's doubts, but deepened.

"Did we see each other a lot during the time I was crazy, and how did I always feel like you knew each other?"

"Huh~", Vest's face turned pale, and cold sweat flowed down instantly.

"Cause...... Because you have been at my door for so long, captain, you should be familiar with me. ”

"Yes, but I always felt that something was wrong. Charles stepped forward, put his hand in the other's jaw, and looked closely.

"Oh, by the way, I often give you some leftover food with my mother, and that's probably because of this familiarity!"

West shouted frantically in his heart, he was really a genius, and he could think of such a reason.

Charles's attention seemed to be diverted, he didn't pay attention to the other party's appearance anymore, and as he raised his hand slightly, the black and red spider in his right eye immediately jumped out and jumped into his palm.

"West, how is your mother doing?"

West stared at the spider in Charles's hand in amazement, and waited until Charles asked a second time, before he immediately came back to his senses and shouted, "Good! ”

Charles nodded, turned and walked towards the table. "That's good, I still owe her a family portrait before, and when I find a time, I'll draw one for your family." ”

In the distance, Planck, who looked flattering, grabbed a small fish the size of a palm and headed towards Charles.

Before he could get closer, the eight black and red thin legs of the red spider in Charles's hand jumped slightly, and he had already jumped onto the fish and began to inject digestive juices.

What happened in the cafeteria after that, West didn't know anymore, he had already slipped out of the room.

The survivor of the catastrophe felt lucky, "It's okay, it's okay, it's good that the captain didn't remember that I kicked him and scolded him, otherwise I would have died." ”