Can I have a bite [Interstellar]

The canteen of the Imperial Military Academy is the same as usual, and the helpers are checking whether the ingredients delivered this time are qualified and complete with a list.

Boxes of fresh ingredients were brought into the warehouse. One of the porters lowered his black hat and could not see his face clearly.

After delivering the ingredients, a group of porters packed up their things and prepared to leave through the back door of the military academy.

But when they arrived at the back gate of the military academy, the leader counted the number of porters and found that one was missing.

"And another one?"

"Ah? There's another one? Maybe I'm leaving." The group didn't care. How did they know? Now that they finished their work, they wanted to leave quickly.

The leader frowned and thought for a while, looking at the closed gate of the military academy, he still chose to do more than do less.

The big clock of the military academy was ticking and ticking, and no one noticed a figure sticking behind the hour hand, which was turning bit by bit with the hour hand.

When the last bell rang, it was already time to go to bed at night, and there was nothing else in the noisy military academy during the day except for the staff who patrolled at night.

At the same time, Bolin Wu, who was hiding behind the hour hand, opened his eyes, jumped off the hour hand lightly, and climbed down quickly step by step against the round clock wall. He was vigorous and light, like a fallen leaf on a tree It landed lightly on the ground without making a sound.

The Imperial Military Academy is the place where the planet Kavdana selects talents. Of course, the corresponding equipment systems are the most advanced and comprehensive, which is also to better cultivate qualified and excellent talents for the planet.

At the top of the office building, Berlin managed to unlock the lock in a few seconds, entered lightly, and closed the door.

There are several mecha computers inside, and Berlin walked to the front in the dark. The mecha computer in front is much smaller than the others, but this one is the host.

Berlin skillfully turned it on. After connecting the power supply, the screen glowed faintly, and the progress bar slowly reached from 0% to 100%, indicating that the boot was successful.

Berlin stretched out his finger and pressed one of the buttons with a "click", and a layer of light green light rose under the mecha computer. After the green light disappeared, a floating keyboard appeared.

After tapping the keyboard a few times quickly, a login password window pops up on the screen. There is only one chance to enter the password. If you make a mistake once, the host will issue an intrusion warning.

Berlin did not pause, and quickly entered a series of numbers.

With the detection of the verification password, the window disappears and the login is successful.

Berlin tapped the keyboard to enter a series of codes. After connecting to the planet's database, he entered a few words in the search box. After the information appeared, he stared at the screen for a long time.

Lorenzo Butisto woke up and ascended the throne half a year ago, and the time was exactly the time of the war between Planet Kavdana and Star Panelo.

There is little information available, but this is the only data that can be called up.

There is a picture of Lorenzo on the screen, with long silver curly hair, deep outline, sharp edges and corners, a smile on the corner of the mouth, revealing a harmless canine tooth, wearing a chain-like sword-shaped earring on the top of the earrings. The red crystal refracts beautiful red light.

After a long while, Berlin finger re-entered other in the search box, and a red warning sign that prohibits access suddenly appeared on the screen.

With a tap of his finger, he backed out, turned off the mecha computer, and quietly left the office building, locking it.

***

The chef in the cafeteria was very surprised when he saw Berlin. He was stunned for a moment, and smiled kindly, "It's okay, it's okay, if you don't feel well, just rest for a few more days. If you don't come, you will be considered as leave."

Berlin "Thank you." After finishing speaking, he went to work.

After Lorenzo got the news that the person had appeared, he continued to do his job of chopping vegetables in the military school cafeteria in a grand manner. He was excited and looking forward to it, but he was also inexplicably nervous.

Knowing that he has recognized his appearance, he still swaggered calmly in the military academy. Now it seems that there is a piece of delicious cake in front of him, but there is a sharp knife hanging on the cake. Even if he knew it, he would rush forward and swallow the cake No matter whether there is a trap or not, he has no intention of letting go of this piece of bait.

Lorenzo spent the morning showering, styling his hair, doing his nails, and wearing expensive perfume.

He arrived at the entrance of the canteen of the military academy with a bouquet of red roses in his arms... He was drumming and nervous, but he didn't have the guts to go in, and finally left in despair.

After he left, Arnold ran to the cafeteria like a whirlwind after training, saw Berlin among a large group of kitchen helpers, raised a smiling face and waved to him, "Berlin!"

The cafeteria is busy now, and after Arnold yelled, seeing all the eyes around him focused on him, he was a little shy, and quickly went to sit on the table and wait for Berlin to finish his work.

"Berlin, your friend is still waiting for you, go over and have a look, it's not busy here anymore." The chef beckoned Berlin to go, as for the rest of the washing and cleaning... forget it, Berlin wiped It takes at least a few minutes for a plate. There are so many bowls and plates here, and according to his fine polishing method, it will take years to polish.

Berlin walked towards Arnold, his sleeves were rolled up on his forearms due to work, and at this moment he was slowly pulling down the sleeves layer by layer.

Arnold smiled, his eyes fixed on Berlin's arm, which was graceful and thin, very beautiful, and he raised his head when it was covered by his sleeves, "Berlin, I've paid my salary, and I'll treat you to dinner later. "

After passing the selection of the army, although he is still training at the Imperial Military Academy, the instructor is no longer the teacher before, but the immediate superior who will enter the army in the future. As long as he graduates, he can directly enter the army he belongs to, so now Arnold can receive a salary every month. A lot of money for him.

Arnold was assigned to the third unit of the Rose Army. The captain was Omar, who was good at collecting intelligence, computer operations, intrusion into various systems, healing and regeneration, and making missiles. He was a technical talent.

According to Arnold's personality, learning these things is of the utmost use, and it is not suitable for him to let him shoot or kill people in hand-to-hand combat.

Berlin did not refuse Arnold's invitation.

The place Arnold was looking for was a relatively luxurious coffee shop. He carefully took out his coupon at the counter and handed it to the cashier.

The cashier took it politely, put it on the machine and scanned it, "Hello, sir, use the coupon to get a [-]% discount on today's meal consumption."

"Berlin, see what you want to eat." After the waiter led the two of them to a suitable seat, Arnold looked at the menu and said to Berlin happily. The pictures of the food on the menu are so exquisite that Arnold is a little dazzled .

"Black coffee with milk and sugar."

Arnold "Anything else?"

Berlin rolled his eyes casually and looked out the window. A figure flashed by not far away. His light blue eyes couldn't see the expression clearly, so he turned his gaze back.

Arnold chirped on the opposite side, "Which dessert do you like, cake or pudding?"

"casual."

"Oh." Arnold looked at it and asked the waiter to order a few.

There is soothing music playing in the coffee shop. This coffee shop adopts a cool-toned style. The walls to the counter and tables are all smoke gray. Most of the decorated glass beads are transparent or black. The style is exquisite, so most of the customers They are all rich and powerful blood clans.

After the black coffee was served, Berlin took a sip, and it was unclear whether he liked it or not on his calm face.

The posture of him holding the coffee cup is elegant and natural, with a decent temperament. The fingers holding the coffee cup are slender and long. It seems that this is not the first time he has come to this kind of place, and it is the first time for Arnold to come here. Obviously a little cautious, holding the coffee cup in both hands, after seeing Berlin's movements, he clumsily imitated Berlin's appearance and held the cup.

The coffee taste is not the best, although it is freshly ground, it is not delicate enough.

Arnold took a sip by himself and found that he couldn't drink this thing, so he looked up at him expectantly, "How is it, is it good?"

Berlin's slender throat rolled up and down, put the coffee back on the plate, and stroked the coffee cup with his fingertips, "It tastes very good."

"That's good." Arnold smiled, "I'm afraid you don't like it."

While talking, the cake that Arnold ordered was already on the table, it was a piece of pudding cake.

"what's wrong with you!"

A sharp cry broke the soothing tranquility of the cafe.

The sound was so loud that it filled the entire cafe, and all the guests looked towards the place where the sound came from.

At a table a few steps away from them, a waiter kept bowing and apologizing to the guests on the table. His face was extremely frightened, pale and frightening.

The head waiter of the coffee shop rushed over, and after understanding the situation, it turned out that the waiter accidentally spilled the coffee on the guest. From the dress of the guest, the head waiter knew that this matter might not be so easy to solve.

"Sorry, guest, calm down, I'll take you to the bathroom to clean up." The foreman apologized and pointed to the location of the bathroom.

"Clean up? Do you know how much my clothes cost? If you sell him, you won't be able to pay for it!" The blood guest stood up, pointing at the waiter who stained his expensive suit and yelling.

"I'm really sorry, I'm sorry." The waiter kept apologizing, "I'll take you to the bathroom to clean up, and I promise not to leave any stains."

But this blood guest was not willing to settle for such a simple matter, he yelled at the waiter to compensate him for high damages.

All the customers in the store looked this way, only Berlin was drinking coffee slowly, as if nothing happened.

Arnold looked at it for a while, then retracted his gaze, jumped over the table with half of his upper body, and whispered to Berlin opposite him, "Berlin, that vampire is from our school. I saw him during training."

There was no response from Berlin, and Arnold continued to say, "It's a blood family with a very high status in the family."

There the noise grew louder.

"Clumsy, lowly half-breed." The vampire scolded more and more vigorously, "Dirty, stupid, no wonder I can only be a waiter here, you must compensate me for the loss."

There were not many coffee stains on his clothes. The waiter tried his best to give him 10 minutes and he would clean it up, but the guest was obviously unwilling to do so and scolded badly.

The waiter had already started to have red eyes and tears.

Arnold was still thinking about whether to take Berlin with him, but unexpectedly, the person across from him picked up the coffee on the table and stood up expressionlessly. After standing up, he took a sip of coffee and walked towards the noisy table step by step.

The waiter was a young mixed-race guy. He even knelt on the ground and dragged the blood guest to apologize. If he wanted compensation, he couldn't afford it.

"Don't touch me with your dirty hands!" The blood clan pulled his sleeves away vigorously.

"Clang clang."

It was not a loud sound, but it made the noisy place quiet, and the smell of spilled coffee in the air became stronger.

Berlin watched as the bloody man tore off his sleeve just now and knocked over the coffee in his hand with his elbow. All the coffee splashed on his clothes, and the ugly stains spread evenly on his chest. He raised his head calmly, "Sir, what are you doing?" What's going on?"

His voice was cool, as if he was just stating a fact, "My clothes are dirty, please compensate me."

The situation took a turn for the worse, and Arnold ran over in a panic. What is Berlin doing? !