As soon as you enter the mouth, there is an explosive and delicate aroma of bacon, which has been decorated in the sweet water, and the bacon chewed so much that it seems to be able to eat the colorful flavor of the whole summer from the delicate and juicy dried meat that has been dried for many days.

The bland, slightly sweet sweet potato vine also absorbs the heavy oil, water and meat flavor during the frying process, and the bite is crisp and delicious, silky and unusual, and the aromatic wild garlic leaves do their best to set off the unique salty flavor of the jerky, just right - every time she chews lightly, she can easily feel the stronger, more frenzied aroma rising from her mouth!

Although the rice soaked in fat no longer has an elegant temperament, it conveys a peculiar and irresistible rich emotion from the round and jade run, which is fragrant and breathtaking!

Thrilled to eat Chef Moschelaire's meal for the first time, she finally understood why Old Knife and Bender would unconsciously drool and look sluggish at the mention of certain dishes - all because the gentle, dignified and elegant Miss Mosilele was a veritable master chef!

"Is it delicious?" Mosilelle, who sat next to Little Red Riding Hood, whispered to Little Red Riding Hood, who was already intoxicated and unable to extricate himself, his gentle expression mixed with a hint of joyful excitement and excitement, as if he was eager to hear her answer - in fact, Chef Mo should be more confident in his craft.

"It's delicious! Awesome! Little Red Riding Hood gave Mosilaire a thumbs up in admiration, and surprised the lady who had been recognized for her ability to bring out the charm of her ingredients, and her big eyes were bent into little crescents.

"Naturally, Sister Mosilaire's dishes are delicious—" The younger sister on Little Red Riding Hood nodded desperately as she struggled with a green vegetable.

"Thank you for the compliment," said Mosilelle, whose round face was a little red, as if he was really happy, "and I'm worried that it won't be to your liking." ”

"Ahh

"What for?" Bender had a cabbage in his mouth, clearly confused.

"Kind Mr. Bender, the rice pot is next to you." The old knife wiped his mouth with his hand and patted him on the shoulder, "Can you please serve a bowl of sweet rice for me, a bad old man with limited mobility?" ”

"Glad to help, old sir." Bender gritted his teeth and watched as the old knife unceremoniously wiped his clothes twice with the dirty hand that wiped his mouth, and then took the rice bowl he handed him and made a large bowl of rice for the old knife.

"Oh, thank you, kind Mr. Bender, and may God bless you." The old knife grinned and reached over the porcelain bowl full of rice, and squeezed his eyes mischievously at Bender, "Bless your slick and mirror-like skull with hair growing soon, haha!" ”

Bender touched his previously shaved head, and didn't bother to bother with this guy anymore, but concentrated on picking up all kinds of delicious dishes, saving most of the food and finally running into the belly of the gluttonous old knife.

"There is a sparkle of envy in your eyes, which cannot be hidden. Ha ha. The courageous old knife shook his hairy head, trying to provoke the honest man in front of him, but a sudden shrill siren interrupted his laughter echoing through the dining room, causing everyone at the table to stop their chopsticks.

"What's going on?" Anya looked frightened, so she looked at her sister beside her as if asking for help.

"Someone tried to sneak up on us." Bender, who was on the side, wiped his mouth and opened his mouth to explain, quickly resolving the little girl's doubts.

"Good boy, you take Anya and Peanuts to the bedroom, don't take the initiative to open the door anyway, you know?" Mosilaire's face has a reassuring magic in the warm lighting of the dining room.

She touched Winnie's head and whispered, "The next game of flying chess, or a look at the textbook, will be over soon." ”

"yes, got it." Winnie obediently complied, and then left the restaurant with Anya and Peanut.

"Just like planned, Mr. Old Knife, you still operate the turret in the security room, is it okay?" Mosilaire looked at the old knife.

"Okay." The old knife nodded.

"Let's go get dressed first, and we'll meet in the security room later." Mosilaire looked at the steaming dishes on the table, smiled and encouraged everyone, "Finish it early, you should still be able to eat hot." ”

Everyone's faith is high because this place is different from other places. They will surely win.

"There seem to be 13 people." The old knife sitting in front of the weapon console fiddled with several surveillance probes that had been hidden in various corners of the colony, and pointed to several figures on the display, "All of them are still outside the protective wall, and they must have triggered the infrared detector outside when they approached us." ”

"Thirteen ......," Mosilaire frowned, the number was far more than she had imagined.

"Can you zoom in a little bit?" Bender, leaning against the old knife, asked.

"Uh-huh......" Knife focused on the buttons on the touchscreen, adjusting the focus of a night vision camera that was closer to the enemy, trying to make everyone look more closely.

"Shit ......" the old knife whose face was almost attached to the display screen squinted, "These guys gathered together are very well equipped, I don't know if they are wearing body armor, but at least they all have ugly metal helmets on their heads!" ”

"Can you see their weapons?" Little Red Riding Hood leaned down and leaned her face forward.

"Uh...... Don't look at it. The old knife was a little embarrassed, but quickly added: "But looking at that menacing appearance, it doesn't look like he's coming to a dinner party, and he shouldn't have carried any heavy weapons, and he uses relatively simple and easy-to-carry guns." ”

Little Red Riding Hood's thick, improvised steel helmet made her feel a lot more at ease, and after a little thought, she boldly proposed, "Let's go up to the roof, these guys don't know that we have a general direction of attack, and we will definitely be able to catch them off guard when the time comes." ”

"yes, okay." Bender and Mosilaire thought about it for a moment, and both agreed with Little Red Riding Hood's suggestion that the roof had been built up after the last attack by the Mechists, which not only provided the colonists with better shooting vision, but also provided some safety for the fragile flesh and blood.

On the south side of the protective wall of the fringe colony, 13 sneaky figures crept under the cover of the granite stone wall under the cover of night, as if planning their next move.

"Boss, don't we have to worry about those tribal fools?" The ugly man in the old helmet opened his yellow teeth and lowered his voice as he asked a tall man in front of him.

"Shut up!" The guy who was called the boss turned around and scolded angrily, his narrow eyes showing obvious contempt and disdain, "What can you do with all that wood-waste-thing?" If you don't want to do it, fucking fuck off, garbage. ”

"How could it be ......" The ugly guy with crooked features smiled narrowly, reached out and scratched his face, and cut out several pimples and herpes on his face, pus and yellow juice flowing everywhere.

"I'm going to kill them all...... Then eat their flesh......" He touched the submachine pistol in his hand, and a look of madness spread over his obscene face, "Oh no...... I'm going to eat their flesh while they're still alive, I'm going to eat it for them to see, yes, that's it! ”

The ugly man with a sore face fell into a disgusting madness, and the accomplice in front of him punched him in the face like a frenzy a few times, and it took the bleeding madman to stop his evil delirium.

"Aren't you going to kill them all?" The boss of this small pirate team looked back at the fool with disdain, and the sarcasm was overflowing, "How about you rush to the front later?" ”

"N-no!" The ugly man hurriedly waved his hand, opened his mouth full of yellow teeth, and pulled a scornful flattering smile on his scarred, bloody face. "I'll just pick up the leftovers in the back, just pick up the leftovers."

The pirate leader sneered, and instead of paying any attention to the bastard, he took out a dozen small bottles with some things and handed them to the filthy scum behind him.

"These good things will give us endless strength and courage," said the pirate leader's countenance, which looked cold and terrifying in the dim moonlight, "Kill all the men, snatch the women, everything of value belongs to us!" ”

The leader Sahabrin's laughter was dull and piercing with a sharp murderous aura, which made people feel uncomfortable to listen - maybe the pirate Abu Akhalin was right, there really was a demon-demon living in the leader's body - oh, Abu Akhalin was beaten to death by the leader with his fist, and he would probably remember to keep his mouth shut for the rest of his life.

If there is a next life.

"Ahh The ugly man also learned from the other accomplices to raise their heads and drink the liquid from the bottle, but having never drunk such a "good thing", he immediately learned the power of this thing.

At first, he felt that the taste was sweet and thick, but as soon as he swallowed it, he understood that it was not a good drink, but something strange beyond his comprehension.

The viscous liquid clinged to his throat and burned his esophagus like hot lava, causing him to scratch his neck like madness in pain - but suddenly, all the pain was gone.

He felt that something was leaving him, but something else was taking over his body.

He couldn't feel the pain or fear anymore, and the monster that had regained control of his body gave him more power, making the ugly man unusually clear-headed and possessing agility and strength beyond the limits of humanity - it must have been demon-demon power - he just thought so, and everything in his mind was quickly replaced by endless killing intentions.

If the ugly guy was a seasoned pirate with a modicum of culture, he would have understood that this wasn't some demonic power, but rather the combat boosters he had swallowed in small bottles before.

To be precise, it should be called "fruity" or "energizing water".