Interstellar Food God [System]

Modi knew that it was not easy to find a job in this era when machines basically replaced manpower, but he did not expect it to be so difficult.

He bought a second-hand wearable device with [-] federal coins, which looks like a watch and functions like a collection of computers, mobile phones, TVs, etc. He took Mo Fei to surf the wireless network everywhere, went to countless recruitment websites, and went to hundreds of restaurants. Hundreds of resumes were sent out, but all of them fell into the sea.

A week later, Modi could no longer afford the cost of fresh food, so he could only start wholesale nutritional supplements like other residents of this urban village. It was a pity to discard the tasteless food every day, and a bird faded out of his mouth.

In the second week, he took his children directly to find those restaurants and recommended himself, but he didn't even get a chance. After all, it was written clearly on the recruitment website that all vegetable cutters required a relevant bachelor's degree.

As a last resort, Modi even started to apply for the job of security guard. He finally got an interview opportunity, but was rejected in seconds because of his lameness. Even though he pulled his old face and planned to demonstrate his skills on the spot, he was interrupted expressionlessly by the other party: " The job of the security guard is mainly to monitor and overhaul the security robot. Of course it’s not suitable for you if you can’t keep up with the robot with your legs. I asked you to come for an interview because you said you were a major before and thought you could repair mechs.”

Modi thought of the good skills that come with this body, and thought that there might be residual knowledge of mechanical maintenance to download, and calmly said: "I will."

... As it turns out, he won't.

So, Modi failed to find a job for the Nth time, and took Mo Fei to wander back helplessly. When he passed a square, Mo Fei suddenly stared at the super-large screen not far away, and shouted excitedly: "General Louis!"

The big screen seemed to be a live broadcast of a press conference. There were three people sitting in the press booth, a pretty hostess, and a middle-aged soldier, but even though the three were side by side, with a glance like this, they couldn't notice it at all. Those two people could only deeply feel the presence of the man sitting in the middle.

The man was dressed in a straight black military uniform with shining golden epaulettes, short black hair, a mixed-race face, and eyes as cold as the sea.In an instant, a few adjectives popped out of Modi's head, how gorgeous and how to describe it, such as handsome as a god, as calm as Mount Tai, as cold as ice, and as graceful as an emperor.

After thinking about it, I trembled for a while, and felt that it was really scary. The characters written in this kind of books and painted in paintings actually really existed—humans can really grow up like this!

What is even more shocking is that his face does not seem to have undergone any genetic modification, because it is not perfect. On the contrary, some imperfect features have increased his characteristics and recognition, revealing a higher than perfect face. Layers - unique.

This man's face, even through the screen, has a huge ability to seduce and invade, and even makes people instinctively fear.

"..." Modi didn't dare to look at him. He turned his head and wanted to ask if General Louis was the one in the middle, but he stopped the question in time and could only ask, "General Louis is yours... Idol?"

Mo Fei's eyes were full of fanatical admiration and desire from young people: "Of course, General Louis is the idol of everyone in the Galactic Alliance!" He turned his face, his big eyes shone like searchlights, "He is the God of War!"

Modi was shaken by the real excitement in his son's eyes, and went to look at the big screen again.

——The idol of hundreds of millions of human beings in the entire galaxy.

What on earth did he do to get to this level?

Modi thought calmly, a person like him must be extremely powerful, so he should also have enemies.By the way, with great achievements, the soldier has become the most popular person, and there must be countless people who are afraid of his high position and power.

As soon as I thought of this, it was time for reporters to ask questions. The pretty hostess ordered a reporter. On such an occasion, let alone a live broadcast, the reporters who were ordered had been arranged long ago. Anything goes wrong.

When the camera was shown to the reporter, it was a young man who looked very slick. Modi felt uncomfortable when he looked at him.

Sure enough, the man raised the microphone: "You have just clarified that the widely circulated news that General Louis's mental power went berserk caused hundreds of mechas in our army to kill each other and tens of thousands of officers and soldiers were killed or injured. It is not true." He suddenly showed a subtle smile, "General, you have always been famous for being loyal and outspoken, and everyone knows your high reputation. You must have seen many images of mecha damage circulating on the scene, which is obviously the result of mental violence. .”

"The military department said that this was a misunderstanding caused by you when suppressing the enemy's virus, but you are a rare person who faces mistakes directly and never lies. The people of the entire alliance know this. How dare you confirm this statement by the military department yourself Do you dare to say that the words of the military department are true?!"

These words were sharp and directly touched people's hearts, as if they were about to see blood, causing the surrounding people to fall into a dead silence that was almost frightening.The host stiffened and quickly pulled the microphone: "We don't accept any personal attack-oriented questions, the next one..."

The camera cuts away, but the reporter's voice is even more aggressive: "When General Louis was 28 years old, his mental power reached an unprecedented high of 500, and his mental power once went berserk, blowing up all the machinery in his home, and even paralyzed the power grid of an entire district. When General Louis was 32 years old, his mental power broke through 800, and there were rumors that influenced the thinking of [-] members of Congress, leading to the passage of a bill that should not have been passed..."

"Please stop talking nonsense? This is groundless filth!"

The host reprimanded, please ask the next reporter to speak. I don’t know if it’s because of technical reasons or human intervention. There is also an aura like firecrackers about to explode on his body.

The middle-aged female reporter showed her sharpness: "As we all know, excessive mental strength may cause insanity, epilepsy, physical atrophy or even physical explosion. General Louis' mental strength has reached a terrifying 1000 units, ranking second among all human beings." You really don’t think that your existence is very dangerous? Don’t you think that your important position in the army is completely endangering public safety and even the right to life of all human beings?! Please answer! "

"General Louis, General Louis!"

Dozens of reporters rushed forward, and the host wanted to stop it, but the questions raised by the reporters who stood up one after another were all attacks, and some even suspected that the general's unimaginable mental strength was due to the genes of extragalactic creatures, so he should immediately Dismissal, investigation into whether they have ever cooperated with alien enemies, and one even said that the general should be directly dissected and investigated.

Off-screen, Modi and Mo Fei were shocked to see such an embarrassing scene.

"How could they do this?" Mo Fei kept shaking his head, as if his three views had collapsed into scum, "The general is invincible, if it weren't for him, these people might have died standing here talking! How could they..."

Modi put his hand on his shoulder, not knowing how to express it to this child.

The power in this world is often dark and ruthless, the higher one stands, the more people want him to fall down.

This entire press conference was probably the conspiracy of General Louis's nemesis. Everyone was bribed to keep him from stepping down in public, to be suspected by the people, to be hidden by the military, and even to be executed by public opinion.

Modi just couldn't stand it anymore, and wanted to take Mo Fei away. However, when he glanced at the screen for the last time, he met the deep and cold eyes of General Louis in the close-up above, and he was stunned unconsciously and stopped.

The man in the center of the screen just watched all this with a blank face. In the end, the corners of his mouth gradually raised, as if he saw something interesting, forming a cold and playful smile.

In the confusion, the host shouted hoarsely: "This is the end of today's press conference!"

General Louis slowly raised his hand and made a pause gesture.

In an instant, it was as if everyone had lost their ability to speak, as if a few large pieces of ice were suddenly thrown into boiling water, and there was no sound in the venue, and a needle could be heard. Turning to the journalists who were already furious.

One or two, dumbfounded, turned into stiff and ridiculous group portraits. Some people even didn't know whether they were standing up or sitting down, maintaining the posture of bending over and pouting buttocks, daring not to move.With just this gesture, a group of aggressive fighting cocks did not dare to make a sound for a moment, and even shook their hair in panic.

Modi stared blankly at the screen, completely unaware that such a dangerous situation could be resolved with a wave of his hand. He suddenly felt that the person sitting in the center was not a general, but a nuclear bomb. If he moved a little, people around him would be afraid of being bombed. Dregs!

A few hundred kilometers away, the press release building.

The pretty host was also at a loss, looking at General Louis timidly like a cat with prickly claws.

General Louis stood up slowly, slowly rising like a stone statue of a great man tens of meters away, and all the reporters below looked up at him like chickens waiting to be fed.General Louis looked down at them for a while, then raised the corners of his mouth again.This smile is reminiscent of a snow wolf being fearlessly besieged by chicks.

However, that smile was fleeting, and was engulfed by the coldness and snow, turning into the coldness of thousands of miles of ice and snow.The little chickens shivered instantly, wishing they could hug each other to keep warm.

However, General Louis did not refute, did not blame, did not even explain for himself.His voice is just like his own, majestic, mellow, ruthless, a rare and beautiful bass, just listening to it is enough to move people's hearts.

"I have to admit," he said in a deep voice, "I did hurt my comrades."

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The hero's appearance provokes

The hero's surname is Lu