Marisu lives next door to the interstellar world [Quick travel]

Borg bowed his head and chuckled, but Best looked at Borg suspiciously. Seeing that Borg hadn't looked up for a long time, he tilted his head and glanced at Borg's face from the side of the table. Seeing that he didn't seem angry, he straightened up. The body reached out and touched Borg's head.

Seeing Best's a little clumsy way of comforting the good guy, the system holding its breath and watching the development of the matter was looking forward to it, but saw that Best had no intention of continuing at all.

After being bullied and comforted, Best flicked his tail and left.

Seeing this, the system couldn't help feeling a little anxious.

Now there are only 95 points left to the favorability point of 3 points. It can be said that it has come to the end. At this time, Best left with his tail slapping his ass, so what can I do?

System: Why doesn't the host continue?There are only 3 favorability points away from the target character of the strategy. If the host takes the initiative, maybe the strategy can be completed today.

Best lay back on the couch, he chose a comfortable position and curled up, then closed his eyes.

He seemed to be really tired, and he felt drowsy not long after he lay down, and after another moment, his breathing was long and calm.

System: Host?

Looking at Best who ignored the situation when it came to an end, the system scratched his head and felt the urge to hit someone for the first time, but that could only be an impulse. Useless.After yelling two more times and seeing that there was still no response from Best, the system shut up unwillingly while scratching the wall.

The spaceship sailed steadily between the sea of ​​stars, heading towards the planet they originally lived at at an extremely fast speed.

By the time the spaceship landed on the planet, it was already the morning of the second day. Berg took his people off the spaceship, and after destroying the spaceship casually, he looked back at Best, "Going to eat something?"

There was a lack of food on the spaceship, and Borg was thinking about it all the way down.He had already contacted the secretary and asked the secretary to search for all the famous delicacies on the planet and make a list according to the reviews, and planned to take Best to try them all.

After he knew that Best also liked some foods from ancient times like Ive, he also specially contacted Ive, who had almost never been in contact, and asked him about some related matters.

After getting the recommendation, Borg made an appointment at the store immediately.Although it took some time because of the sudden incident, when they got off the spaceship, their positions had already been arranged.

"Go eat something first, and I'll take you back." Borg looked tenderly at the man who had just woken up and was staggering as he walked, and he stepped forward to stand shoulder to shoulder with Best.

Walking beside Best, Borg turned his face slightly, his eyes stayed on Best, and he stretched out his hand to protect him to correct the course when he saw that Best was going astray in a daze.

Taking Best into the reserved restaurant, Borg refused the help of other people, took off his coat, pulled up a stool and placed people in front of and behind the table, and poured some mouth-watering juice over.

Fruit juice is Best's favorite flavor. After Borg put the thing under Bester's nose, the dazed Bester opened his eyes and stretched his neck to get closer.

"Drink slowly." Borg couldn't help shaking his head and chuckling when he saw this, feeling a sense of accomplishment from feeding small animals.

Knowing that Best has a soft spot for food, Borg made up his mind to pay more attention to this aspect if he has the opportunity in the future.

Borg was making plans secretly, but Bast slowly woke up after drinking half a glass of juice. He looked at the glass in his hand and sniffed it, before saying, "What is this?"

Although the juice in the glass was his favorite flavor, it was slightly different.Different from the slightly sweet taste of synthetic juice or nutrients, the contents in this cup are sweet, but with a different light fragrance.

"Just some juice." Borg handed over the juice in front of him.

This restaurant is different from other places, it is very special.All the food here is not made of nutrients, most of them are made of real plants or ingredients. Although many changes have been made due to the modern human system, it is special compared to synthetic food.

Being special means that the price is high. A meal here is probably worth the salary of most people on this planet for a year.

In addition, although this restaurant is not comparable to their community, the layout is also unique. The small courtyard of the private courtyard is used as a private room, which is quiet, comfortable and has a large space.So ordinary people can't make an appointment even if they have money, and even Borg has spent some effort.

But these are nothing, based on the financial resources of Angie Entertainment, even if Best comes here every once in a while, he won't be able to eat him down, and he can afford to support this person.

"If you like it, can we come back next time?" Berger looked at Best, with an unstoppable smile on his lips.

"You don't want to drink?" Bester finished drinking from the glass, and his blue eyes fell on the glass that Borg handed him.

"You drink." Borg said.Seeing Best's cheeks bulging and drinking, Borg only felt happier and more satisfied than drinking fruit juice.

Best was not polite anymore, and after drinking half a cup, he hiccupped and stopped.

This restaurant is very quiet, they have not seen anyone except the guide since they came in, and now they are in the small courtyard, and they can only hear the sound of running water on the small bridge.

Best woke up from a doze, he stretched his neck to look around, and finally stopped at the gate of the small courtyard where hurried footsteps were heard.

"Sir, you can't here..." There seemed to be someone outside the door trying to stop it, but it didn't work. After a while, the closed door of the small courtyard was pushed open.

Caesar looked into the courtyard and saw Borg, he turned his head and smiled softly at the waiter blocking the way, and said softly, "I have something I want to talk to him about, is that okay?"

Facing Caesar's smiling face, the waiter was taken aback for a moment, and then stared blankly at Borg in the small courtyard after a moment of absence, "Sir..."

"What's the matter?" Borg's attitude towards Caesar who suddenly broke in was not gentle, and his face had already returned to the usual serious and serious look of the boss of Angel Entertainment.

Caesar turned back and smiled at the waiter beside him, and the waiter left in a daze.

Different from the time we met before, Caesar is wearing a simple white casual shirt today. The neckline is unbuttoned and raised slightly to reveal his delicate collarbone, which warms up the gentleness on his body. The exquisite embroidery pattern on the cuffs complements His hands are fair and slender.

Although he was dressed more casually today, and there were not so many reporters and fans around him, Caesar was as eye-catching as ever.

Especially when those silver eyes smile, they seem to be able to devour people's souls, making people willing to immerse themselves in them forever.

After the waiter left, Caesar closed the door, then smiled and nodded politely at Best, "Meet you again."

Best hooked the tip of his tail in return.

Caesar entered the room, his eyes moved lightly, and after a while he said softly, "Are you here to eat?"

Borg pushed his glasses, "Didn't you say something happened?"

"Yeah." Caesar didn't mind that Borg didn't invite him to sit down. He pulled a stool and sat down before he said unhurriedly: "About my next itinerary, I have something to think about." Talk to you."

Caesar's body exudes an air of nobility, even the slight movement of pulling the stool away to sit down can make people feel his self-cultivation.

"Didn't I ask the secretary to check this matter with you?" Borg said with a more cautious and forceful expression when talking about official business.

"That's right, but there are some things I can't understand, so I want to talk to you in person." Caesar's eyes moved slightly, and his words were soft and gentle.

"If you have any objections, you can communicate with the company through the agent. The company will make appropriate adjustments if the situation is really special." Borg frowned slightly, "It's not the first day you've been entertaining at Angel, you should know that if everyone If you come to me because of objections like you, then the company will not be able to operate."

There are as many as three-figure artists under the name of Angel Entertainment who are still in the contract period. If he meets and deals with everyone in person, then he really doesn't have to do anything.

Caesar smiled when he heard the words, he stood up, and slowly walked to the side.

Just when Best thought he was going to leave, a black broad knife with a length of more than two meters suddenly appeared out of nowhere and fell from the sky. He slashed hard, and the next moment, the sharp blade with a cold light fell on Borg's neck.

A trace of scarlet blood slid down Borg's white neck, and a faint smell of blood permeated the air, followed by a gloomy and hoarse growl, "Can't you understand what I'm saying?!"

Caesar changed from his former gentleness and sensibility, his eyes were cold and his facial features were ferociously distorted, his supposedly gentle eyes seemed to spew fire!At this moment, he doesn't have the gentle and noble air he usually has on the screen. With his eyes red and waving a broad knife, he is like a bloodthirsty demon drilled out of hell.

The suffocating manic killing intent on his body gradually spread, becoming more and more intense, as if it was about to condense into a solid body.

System: host, host, host!

Best was also taken aback by Caesar's sudden change of face. When he came back to his senses, Caesar said something and slashed sideways with his backhand. The airflow turned the original chic courtyard into ruins in an instant.

Borg didn't seem to be defenseless, but he was still sent flying by this breath and hit the remnant wall heavily.