Onions, ginger, garlic, cinnamon, star anise, light soy sauce, dark soy sauce, and good beef brisket, as long as the word "nothingness", the Chamber of Commerce will prepare everything.

On the top floor of the Oasis high-end apartment, standing by the window, you can take in the scenery of the entire city, and the comprehensive temperature regulation system makes Song Lan feel that she has finally returned to modern society, and no longer has to experience the wind and sun as in Lute City, and the desert and arid environment makes his lips skin a lot.

"His craftsmanship is top-notch, much better than the chefs of the high-end restaurants hired by the Chamber of Commerce."

Nothingness sat on a spacious sofa and chatted with the guests.

After the meeting, "Mouse" and Ash naturally followed in their footsteps and made their way through the door.

Everything seemed extremely harmonious and natural, so that Song Lan was embarrassed to ask the question in her heart-who invited you?

He seriously suspected that the "mouse" had stolen his skills, and obviously he hadn't dealt with him a few times, but when he met, he tried his best to create an atmosphere of "all buddies", and "nothingness" was fooled, as if he regarded "rat" as one of Song Lan's best friends.

Just a wealth management product!

The knife was neat, the brisket on the cutting board was cut into neat pieces, and the "mouse" instinctively shrunk its neck when it heard the movement coming from the kitchen.

He always felt that Lu Xiang might be the most dangerous person in the world, and Song Lan, who had been staying by her side, was definitely a ruthless character, but due to the situation, the leaders above sent a message to let them maintain this relationship.

Compared with the nervous "mouse", Ash is much calmer.

She asked curiously, "Is the outdoor swimming pool on the rooftop also a supporting facility of the apartment?" ”

In fact, before coming to the oasis, she coveted this high-end apartment for a long time, but unfortunately the rebels are different from the deep-pocketed coalition government, the limited funds must be used all the blades, the cadres live a very simple life, after coming to the capital, they have no big houses to live in, everyone is stationed in the slums of the lira.

Every city has such a place.

The unemployed and criminals are entrenched here, and the crime rate is frighteningly high, which is a place that locals absolutely do not want to touch.

The only good thing is that as long as you can live there, the cost of living will be surprisingly low.

Even in a thriving city like the Lira, the Brotherhood needs a place to dispose of "garbage".

"It should be, the top floor is the assets of the Chamber of Commerce."

"Nothingness" stretched out his hands on the sofa, wearing a suit provided by the Chamber of Commerce, with his legs crossed, looking like a big boss with deep pockets, "If you are interested, you can go up and experience it for a while, in addition to the swimming pool, there are indoor hot springs, saunas and other facilities." ”

"Please try it out!"

Before Ash could answer, all the members of the "Dead Man's Lotto" program team were ready to move.

Ash (swimsuit only), is this something that ordinary people can see?

Ash just pursed his lips and smiled, but did not respond positively, "I didn't expect Mr. Song Lan to be good at cooking, it's really hidden." ”

"I don't know where he learned this skill, but we were all at the same level before."

In fact, Nothingness has always known that his cooking skills are not good, and he will never forget the time when he was in the upper world, he and Song Lan made some snacks by hand on a whim and gave them to their old friends, and their old friends held their breath and frowned and barely swallowed the picture.

But now, Song Lan has betrayed the organization, and she secretly fills up the cooking technique alone.

After a while, a few bowls of braised beef were served, and the eyes of "nothingness" lit up.

That's what he wants.

Compared to braised beef noodles, archaeologists, fraternities, and even the owners of genes are little more than insignificant scraps.

After a while, the "mouse" who had been nervous discovered the clues in the beef noodles.

He looked around for a long time, convinced that this was not an illusion.

His bowl of noodles was the largest, about one-third more than the others, and the beef in it was three or five more pieces than the others.

Even the "old Xu", who is known as Song Lan's best friend, has not been able to enjoy such treatment.

In fact, they didn't know the true identity of "Lao Xu", and they could only judge from his conversation that he had a lot to do with the largest chamber of commerce in neutral countries.

"Section Chief Song, this is ......"

After all, this sentence could not be continued.

Because as soon as the "mouse" turned his head, he saw Song Lan holding a kitchen knife, and the sharp blade seemed to be stained with some minced meat.

He only felt goosebumps rise all over his body.

"When you're still growing up, eat more."

Song Lan said in a gentle tone.

As the saying goes, if you want the horse to run, you have to let the horse eat more grass, and Mr. "Mouse", as the most important financial product he has at hand, has to feed him to be fat.

In this way, when he starts one day in the future, Mr. "Mouse" will have eaten and drunk what he should have eaten, and he must have made this trip worthwhile.

"Okay, okay."

"Mouse" shuddered, he didn't even dare to refute the setting of "long body", which obviously did not fit his age and identity.

He eats his noodles with his head down, the plump and juicy beef pulsating on his taste buds, a taste that is amazing for him who is accustomed to cheap synthetic food.

delicious

Eat well and hit the road.

For some reason, such a thought popped into his mind again.

"Buzz, buzz—"

Without waiting for Song Lan to move his chopsticks, Lu Xiang's text message arrived.

I'm afraid that only telepathy can explain the tacit understanding between them, and Director Lu, who was far away in District 17, sensed that it was lunch time and ordered Song Lan to take a picture of their lunch as soon as possible and send it over.

"Potatoes! You put potatoes in the braised beef noodles!!

This series of exclamation marks is enough to reflect Lu Xiang's mood at the moment.

Immediately after that, she sent a new message separately.

『(╥╯^╰╥)』

"What's wrong?"

"There's a night heron at home!"

The Fourth District and the back-to-school trip distracted her so much that it wasn't until she returned home that Lu Xiang realized that she had made a serious mistake - they had left the night heron alone at home for a week.

When Song Lan and Lu Xiang were not at home, no one reminded her not to overeat, so she ate all the reserve food she could turn over, and when she got home, even a few large bags of raw rice grains were eaten.

As for the snacks and snacks she hid, she couldn't even find the packaging bags.

"I'm looking at Mei to quench my thirst."

On the second day when Song Lan was not at home, Lu Xiang didn't want to think about tea and food.

She sat face-to-face with the night heron, holding the white bread slices sent from the core city in her hand, and then sent a screenshot of the braised beef noodles sent by Song Lan to the tablet, zoomed in to the full screen, and pretended that she was also eating the braised beef noodles.

The night heron child's eyes kept rolling, and Lu Xiang had no doubt that if she was not careful, there would be a fresh tooth mark on the tablet.

After experiments, Wangmei's method of quenching thirst was useless, and after discovering the potatoes in the beef noodles, Lu Xiang was even more greedy.

Lu Xiang, you have to be patient.

Don't lose to appetite.

She finished the last slice of white bread and turned off her tablet in pain.

After eliminating the interference of braised beef noodles and potatoes, she finally remembered that she had sent a message to Song Lan to get down to business.

She sent her discovery of the ruins of Daystar Academy to the past.

The ruins had changed dramatically over the years, with the unknown plants mentioned by the Dean taking up almost the entire space, and a naturally formed path appearing behind the blocked walls, leading to the core of the plants.

Immediately afterwards, Lu Xiang found that she had a certain relationship with plants, and she could control the speed of plant growth to a certain extent.

"You say, could I have been a psychic before? Like δ them?'

Lu Xiang sent his guess over.

After all, the "Emperor" mentioned that he did not grasp all the shadows, and some of them still escaped from the coalition government and are at large "from the outside".

Before meeting them, the Emperor's main job is to follow the signs of destruction and bring the escaped shadows to justice.

Could it be that she is also one of the escaped prisoners?

Lu Xiang has seen the ability of shadows, and it is really easy for them to manipulate a person's mind and turn it into their own puppet.

"You're different from them."

After a while, she got a reply from Song Lan.

"What's the difference?"

"You fell from the sky."

"What does this mean?"

"It means that you are a true girlfriend from the sky, and I am working on investigating this matter, maybe Mr. "Mouse" knows some inside information."

Lu Xiang stared at the mobile phone screen for a long time, she didn't understand the true meaning of "falling from the sky", but she was very satisfied with the word "girlfriend".

So satisfied that she forgot the dry taste of the white slices of bread for a while.

That's what food for thought is all about.

"I'm going back to the bureau too, the mayor has approved our enrollment expansion, and the number and list will be determined in the next few days."

……

"What are you watching me do?"

Song Lan put away her mobile phone, only to find that the living room was surprisingly quiet, and everyone, including the "mouse", was staring at him directly.

"Eat, why don't you eat it?"

"I feel a little full."

The 'Nothingness', which continues to eavesdrop, speaks to everyone's minds, and he can't explain where this feeling comes from.

The beef noodles are delicious, and they have only eaten a few bites, but where does this feeling of fullness come from?

"Eat, talk while eating."

"Mouse" observed his words and stood up to break the deadlock, "You guys came to the Oasis this time to investigate the Brotherhood?" They provoked the enforcers of District 17? ”

At the same time, he had to suppress the feelings of envy and hatred in his heart.

He also wanted to be like Song Lan, who could get his girlfriend's condolences every day at dinner, and after joining the Eschinvig army, he did not try.

When he tried to text Ash to invite him to lunch as well, he only got this reply:

"What to eat, have you found the person the leader asked you to find?" How the hell do you manage to eat?'

The strong contrast makes the "rat" sad.

"There used to be a little brother who Captain Doug was very optimistic about volunteering with us, and recently he was scammed by an online scammer who pretended to be the daughter of the owner of a large Oasis company and tricked him here, he escaped from the skeleton gang that night, and now the people of the Brotherhood are looking for him."

Song Lan casually made up a reasonable reason, and added at the end, "I usually take care of the anti-fraud part, but this time the supervisor gave a death order for me to bring people back." ”

The 'nothingness' on the side was dumbfounded.

For a while, he couldn't figure out who the real fraudster was.

"Is that volunteer you're talking about about the same age as you?"

Ash asked suddenly.

"You've seen him?"

"I haven't seen him, but I've heard that he's in the hands of the Hades now, and he made quite a commotion a few days ago."

The person who can become the after-dinner conversation of the rebels must be extraordinary.

As far as Ash knew, the young man was not a psychic person, had not had a combat prosthetic transplant or had been modified with drugs, but he was able to slip out of the hands of the Skeletons and flee to Lila alone in a foreign land under the hunt of the Brotherhood.

Not only that, but he also found the "Hades" and reported to the rebels how the Skeletons treated outsiders, hoping to get help from the rebels.

She can only say that young people still have beautiful but unrealistic fantasies about the world.

He pins his hopes that the rebels will bring justice to them, but in reality, everyone knows what the Brotherhood and the Skeletons are doing, including their human trafficking and organ trafficking industries in neutral countries.

In the words of Boss Eschinvig, now is not the time to fight the Brotherhood.

Especially since they have a new backer.

Now the rebels and the Brotherhood are in a state where the water from the well does not interfere with the river water, "The Brotherhood has offered a reward of 200,000 watts to catch alive, I can help you ask, I hope that the people of the 'Hades' have not exchanged him for a bounty." ”

………………………………

At the same time, the other side.

It was a dark room where the young man had been under house arrest since he defected to the rebels.

This last hope was dashed.

The young man was annoyed that he had believed what the "outside" people had said about the rebels, and naively believed that the rebels would do justice to the civilian population.

Not long ago, he had heard from the rebel soldiers guarding him that the Brotherhood had offered a reward of 200,000 watts for finding him.

He's never been worth this much in his life.

In this endless darkness and waiting, the young man finally waited for his end.

Entering the door was a woman who didn't look much older than him, and it was not difficult to see from the soldier's respectful attitude that she was at least a cadre-level figure.

Strangely, he had never seen each other on any bounty orders.

The woman looked at the young man indifferently with her amber eyes for a moment before she spoke, "I really don't know why they cost you 200,000 watts." ”

"Don't talk nonsense, just think I'm looking at the wrong person."

The young man tried to make himself as tough as he could, but his trembling legs betrayed his mood at the moment.

"Looks like you're just a little luckier than the others."

"You-"

The young man's voice of resistance stopped abruptly, and as he took the first step forward, the woman's raised hand slapped him in the face.

The sensation of the world spinning came over him.

The force of this palm was not great, and he didn't even feel pain, this strange feeling seemed to come from somewhere else, like ......

The soul and consciousness are withdrawn from their bodies.

When the young man's vision returned to clarity, he froze in place.

He saw himself.

The other "self" saw his expression, his eyes full of disgust, "Don't act like a fool. ”

With that, "he" walked out the door.

The soldiers of the rebels were ready, handcuffing and shackling "him".

The young man finally noticed the changes in his body.

His movements were much lighter, but there seemed to be some more burden on his chest, and when he looked down, his mind fell into a state of downtime again.

"Don't touch my body."

A warning came from outside the door, "Otherwise, you'll be dead when I get back." ”

The small theater of its two hundred and sixty-two:

Monday, evening, month, year

"There's an insider, there's definitely an inside story in this game!"

After Song Lan said this, Guan Lili became more interested.

She knew the habits of the night heron, let alone ginger, this child was a glutton, and she couldn't think of any way to beat the night heron in terms of eating.

"That's why I said, it's a battle of willpower."

Song Lan continued, now he has perfectly integrated into the role of the miscellaneous fish commentator common in battle-themed works, "The first few competitions were of course won by the night heron. ”

Even Lu Xiang couldn't easily cross the gap in physiological structure, but what was really commendable was that Lu Xiang did not cheat in this game.

As he said, this is also the process of Lu Xiang overcoming his own weaknesses.

After each failure, she would continue to challenge the night heron, so much so that for a week, both of them could only eat ginger at night.

In this tug-of-war, Lu Xiang's willpower finally gained the upper hand, "A week later, the night heron really didn't want to eat ginger anymore, so he took the initiative to admit defeat." ”

“…… Is it really necessary? ”

Guan Lili's mood couldn't be calmed down for a long time, and at this moment, she felt Lu Xiang's dedication to potatoes more intuitively.

If it were her, not to mention a week, two days in a row would be enough for her to switch to nutritional injections.

"This is Lu Xiang - the real potato seeker."