Interstellar Monster Breeder Survival Manual

If he is not a supernatural or mutant, then it must be the beauty level where the hero is sad.

Fang Rong took a deep breath, and left with the adjutant. The adjutant was carrying the title of a soldier, doing the work of a secretary, taking the workers' money, doing more than a cow, but obviously he was used to it, and his posture was very low, "Follow me Let me do it."

The dormitory is not far from here, probably in order to deal with emergencies, each dormitory is closely connected, the adjutant took out a bunch of keys and handed them to Fang Rong.

"Your room is here." He pointed to the number not far away, "Room 1102, just move your things here when you have time."

"En." Fang Rong took the key and opened the door. The room was unexpectedly large, probably because the number of pioneers was too small, and he was going to live with Fang Hua, so there were two bedrooms and one living room, which was larger than the one he had in Feiyuan Group. Benefits are much better.

The adjutant stood outside the door and said politely, "If there is nothing else, I will leave first."

"En." Fang Rong nodded and watched him leave.

His attention is basically on the new house. Although the decoration of the room is simple, it is practical. The only regret is that it has been unoccupied for a while, and there is a thin layer of dust on the floor. Other sofas and the like are used. Wrapped in white plastic wrap, as was the bed.

He tore off the film on the bed, and did not move anything else. After all, it was late today and he needed to rest.

Meng Xiuyuan said that it would not be too late to get up again at noon tomorrow, probably to take care of him, after all he just arrived, so he shouldn't be too strict.

However, Fang Rong has always been very honest and diligent in doing things. Because he wanted to make a good impression on the other party, he went to the laboratory early after waking up.

Someone was earlier than him. Meng Xiuyuan was processing documents with milk in one hand and looked into the distant room from time to time.

"how is the situation?"

"It's stable." Because he didn't sleep all night, the adjutant also stayed up all night, and he is still waiting by his side.

"En." Meng Xiuyuan nodded, and suddenly saw a figure approaching from the corner of his eyes, and couldn't help but smile, "Morning."

He was clearly in a good mood and had high energy early in the morning.

"It's getting late, it's already eight o'clock." Fang Rong looked at the time on the optical brain.

Meng Xiuyuan put down the milk and smiled deeper, "It seems that you can't wait to see your 'comrade-in-arms'."

He put away the documents and stood up, "Let's go, I'll take you there."

"En." Fang Rong was used to silence, even if he could hear teasing in Meng Xiuyuan's tone, there was nothing he could do.

"Where is Fang Hua?" He looked around and couldn't find Fang Hua, so he couldn't help asking.

"There." Meng Xiuyuan pointed to a room that was completely closed except for the door. "He hasn't eaten for two days. You should bring something to eat in!"

Apparently, he was already prepared. After clapping his hands, someone brought up the food. The food was quite rich, including meat, fish, and duck. "He won't eat what we gave him, but he will definitely eat it when you bring it to him."

"Well, he's a little skeptical." Fang Rong answered the words naturally.

Probably because he was used to the food he gave him, and he didn't eat what other people gave him. Fortunately, Fang Rong was also honest, and he rarely asked for leave after working for several years. The only time he ate his brothers and sisters.

Probably because he was really hungry, he would look for food when he was hungry, but he would not accept other people's handouts.

Fang Rong stood at the side door with food, feeling a little worried. He was afraid that Fang Hua would still hate him. After all, it was his idea that Fang Hua would be arrested. Although it was the best choice for him to join the military, after all he don't want to go.

Fang Hua seemed to have known that he would come a long time ago, lying on the glass at the door and looking at him impatiently.

Behind the glass was the railing, and he grasped the railing with both hands, because he was a bit short and needed to stand on his toes to show his head.

Meng Xiuyuan is in a high position and is the best at figuring out his psychology. He seemed to have guessed what Fang Rong was thinking, and couldn't help but pat him on the shoulder, "Don't worry, even if Fang Hua hurts himself, he won't hurt you. Of course, if you don't Don't worry, you can keep him at a distance from you, he will be obedient." But this is more hurtful.

Meng Xiuyuan didn't say the last sentence.

Fang Rong has been a breeder for so many years, and he understands many truths better than anyone else, but he still wants to try his position in Fang Hua's heart.

"Fang Hua, you step back, I'm going to open the door."

Although the door has a sound insulation effect, Fang Hua's ears are very sensitive, and because of the close distance, he still heard it, and stepped back two steps obediently.

"Sit down." The reason why he was asked to sit down was because it was inconvenient for him to get up, and he would have no chance to escape. This was what Meng Xiuyuan asked him to do. After all, no one could guess what Fang Hua was thinking. What if it was just a smoke bomb? , Lied everyone, and then ran away when he opened the door, it was really a waste of effort.

As a high-level executive, Meng Xiuyuan had to think about every aspect, otherwise he would lose his head just because of a moment of enthusiasm.

Apparently Fang Hua is much simpler than they thought, life basically has no pursuit, eating, sleeping, thinking about Fang Rong, and so on.

He sat cross-legged on the ground according to Fang Rong's intention, with a blank expression.

Someone next to him opened the bulletproof door, which was relatively short, and Fang Rong had to stoop to get in. Just as he walked in, the door behind him suddenly closed with a snap, and there were only two people left in the room, Fang Rong and Fang Hua.

Fang Xiang is introverted, and usually tries to avoid bumping into or reminiscing with friends, but now he doesn't know what to say, and feels a little embarrassed for a while.

Fang Hua kept his back straight, looked at him and then at the lunch box in his hand, looked at him again, and then at the box lunch in his hand, switching back and forth.

He was too obvious, no matter how stupid Fang Rong was, he understood that he was hungry.

He shook the lunch box in his hand, "I brought you a meal."

The lunch box is packed in a plastic bag. There are four boxes of food in total, two boxes of lunch, and two cups of milk, the kind that are sucked with straws.

Meng Xiuyuan was very careful, knowing that he didn't eat, so he prepared a portion for two.

In fact, it's not that I don't want to eat, it's because I can't find a canteen. Although the 3507 troops are small, their base is quite large.

He took them out one by one, placed them on the ground, broke apart the disposable chopsticks, and handed them to Fang Hua.

Fang Hua is obviously still not used to using chopsticks. In order to take care of him when he was at Fang Rong's house, Fang Rong used to take spoons for him. In addition, he likes to pick up vegetables for Fang Hua while eating, so there is no chopsticks in Fang Hua's bowl. If it is broken, take a spoon and pull it twice.

Now I suddenly use chopsticks, pick one and drop one, and I can't get it into my mouth after eating for a few minutes.

Fang Rong looked impatient, wanted to help but was thin-skinned, and he was too embarrassed to do anything similar to intimacy when someone was staring at him outside, so he had no choice but to continue watching.

Fortunately, Meng Xiuyuan was still sensible, and waved away the others, leaving only the two of them.

Although I know there must be a lot of monitors in this room, but it doesn't matter if I can't see the cold technology.

He put down his boxed lunch and put vegetables for Fang Hua first, because he knew Fang Hua's taste, so what he picked up was meat.

Fang Hua smiled contentedly while holding the lunch box, full of contentment.

. (˙︶˙).

"..." Fang Rong's face was a little hot, "Idiot."