Interstellar Food God [System]

As soon as the words were uttered, the people below did not react. After three seconds of silence, they quickly recorded, stood up, asked questions one after another, and became chaotic again.

General Louis made another gesture, and there was a dead silence again.

With his hands behind his back, he is like a famous sword, pacing step by step, his deep eyes are cold, and he doesn't look at anyone at all, just like the supreme leader pacing in the courtyard under the twilight, thinking And summed up the pros and cons of governing the country.

"At the final stage of the battle, the extragalactic creatures in several flagship mechas of our army, the implanted biological virus broke out." He raised his chin, looked at a certain point in the sky, fell silent for a moment, then turned to go Going back, "The military department never conceals similar facts. The reason why it was not announced just now is because the research department just confirmed that this situation is true 5 minutes ago."

General Louis closed his eyes and tapped his temples with his fingers: "I suppressed the virus with my mental power, but this time the virus was stronger than ever. I released too much mental power and blew up two flagship mechas. , fortunately, the pilot ejected from the fuselage and was not injured."

He suddenly put his hands on the table, like a hovering eagle, and looked around, giving the reporters the feeling that he was being shot at his chest with a high-powered machine gun for a long time.

"Our enemies were annihilated, captured, and judged." General Louis said, tapping his finger on the table, with a kind of psychological shock, "Their technology has improved, yes, this is what I saw with my own eyes. Confirmed, our enemies are evolving! But, we are progressing faster than them!"

His words were sonorous and forceful, with twists and turns, and almost scared all the reporters to death.

"The Galactic Alliance is strong, and it will become even stronger, more stable, and more united!" General Louis slowly straightened up, and gave a standard and solemn military salute.The reporter below immediately murmured subconsciously: "Long live the Galactic Human Alliance!"

At the same time, hundreds of people gathered in the square, their voices were far louder and more excited than those on the big screen: "Long live the Galactic Human Alliance! General Luis! General Luis!"

On the big screen, General Louis slowly lowered his hands, his middle fingers clinging to the seams of his trousers, his whole body was like a pine tree standing upright in a strong wind, and his serious military posture seemed to be immortal with this moment.

"During the time I spent suppressing the virus, the twelve comrades who were injured, and the two pilots who ejected from the mecha," he said with a more solemn expression, "I sincerely apologize to you."

He kept his hands incomprehensible, bent deeply, and formed a ninety-degree bow. He kept this deep bow for more than ten seconds before straightening up again.

"But say that I am insane, affect decision-making, have genes from extragalactic organisms, and are alien collaborators." The more he said, the colder his eyes became, and in the end it was chillingly cold. However, this sentence stayed in silence, as if He expressed all his thoughts in silence.

He succeeded, and the people present and those in front of the screen felt his meaning wholeheartedly.

Louis raised his chin slightly again: "In the next period of time, I will participate in scientific research on improving and stabilizing mental power, and engage in military remote strategic command, so as to ensure that I will not output excessive mental power again and cause machine damage. Only then will we return to the front line.”

"The withdrawal of the military headquarters this time is my own request and judgment. I take full responsibility. I don't want anyone to spread rumors or blame the military department. In the end, no matter which battlefield I am on, I will continue to do my best for national defense. , after death."

He bowed ninety degrees again.

At the same time, the recording was cut off and switched to other programs.

On the square under the big screen, the silent crowd who had been looking up at the general suddenly became excited. Some people burst into tears and almost fainted, and some shook their coats to show their support.Mo Fei also clenched his fists, as if he wanted to join the army right away, following in the footsteps of the general, rushing to the front line to defend his home and country.

Although Modi was also deeply shocked, he couldn't help but sigh in admiration when he saw that he was the calmest.

The general's expectations are too high, and the people of the alliance are too crazy.

A few hundred kilometers away, the Press Release Building.

The camera was turned off, and General Louis stood on the high platform, scanning the silent reporters below. If there was any substance in his eyes, he flew out with a knife, cutting into the hearts of these people, mercilessly digging out rotten black flesh and blood.

At the same time, a message came from the miniature earphones of all the reporters: "The people above have fallen, retreat quickly, retreat quickly!"

The reporters looked like they had seen a ghost at this moment, their faces were pale, and the two were fighting.

General Louis also wore miniature earphones, and the voice that came from him was calm and steady: "You are right, the new mecha bio-fiber virus this time is indeed a variant of the virus stolen from the Alliance laboratory, Claire He will be collaborating with the enemy and treason, and attempted to assassinate you in this battle, and he was put in prison 10 minutes ago."

The voice paused, and then said cautiously: "As you expected, forces outside the galaxy may indeed have penetrated into the military headquarters of the Galactic Federation on a large scale. When you come back to carry out rectification this time, I'm afraid you will..."

In a blink of an eye, the room was empty, and the reporters who had been arrogant just now all ran away with their tails between their legs, leaving only the three people at the press conference.

General Louis closed his eyes, and said calmly: "No matter how difficult it is to dig out the rotten meat, it must be removed."

Even if you fight with your own life.

In a blink of an eye, it was the third week when Modi started looking for a job.He only had more than 1000 federal coins left in his savings, and by chance, he met the owner of a small hotel—the only living person other than the guests.Before, he thought that there was only one old hotel cleaning robot in this small hotel with a total of more than a dozen rooms.

I knew the boss because when Modi took Mo Fei out, he was shocked to find that there were still people carrying fresh ingredients in this place, as if planning to come back to cook.After chatting, I found out that the boss is a culinary enthusiast, just like art lovers and music lovers. In this day and age, cooking by oneself is also an elegant art hobby.

Modi had an idea and said that today he would delay your enjoyment of art, and he would cook it. During the process, he asked Mo Fei to make a video. After finishing, he promised that the boss would feel that he was enjoying art when he ate it.The boss was skeptical at first, and Mo Fei was at a loss. After all, in his impression, he had never seen his father cook. Of course, neither did his mother. Everything was left to the chef robot.

So, when Modi started chopping vegetables, the two of them stared wide-eyed, then opened their mouths wide, and finally their jaws almost fell to the ground. They tasted it almost cautiously, like drinking a holy spring, and their expressions after taking a sip were completely horrified.

The boss burst into tears at that time, and choked up with a very strong feeling: "God said that there must be light, so you gave me light! Are you God?!"

As for the art cell is basically zero, Mo Fei, who perfectly inherited the food cell cell from the Chinese nation, suddenly realized what is called art that can produce hallucinations, and what is called the comprehension that seems to communicate with heaven and earth.

——No wonder that day at the robot restaurant, there was a feeling of ignorance!

Mo Fei finished eating like a storm, rubbed his stomach and stared at Mo Di in shock: "Dad, why are you... so powerful?"

Modi laughed: "It would be nice if there were a little more ingredients. This is just a way for you to make do with it."

The boss immediately knelt down and begged for a chance to be rewarded every day, and cunningly calculated that he could buy more ingredients and let Modi and his son eat some fresh food together instead of feeding them nutrients all day long.For Modi, this was a pleasant surprise, but it was more than that.After the boss learned that he had always wanted to find a job as a chef, or even a job as a vegetable cutter, he thought for a moment and said, "Do you know the Bocuse College? It is one of the best art colleges, and the French cuisine is one of the best in the entire Galaxy. I have a nephew who is lucky enough to work there, although it is only to overhaul the machine... However, he said that it is the graduation season recently, and many big restaurants are going to the school to recruit. Maybe you can meet someone who can make a decision. Your craft, maybe you go there There is a chance!"

Modi immediately thought it was a piece of advice worth taking.I think back when he found his first job, it was a big hotel that came to the school to recruit, and every time they recruited people, they went directly to the designated school.

What's more, after more than half a month, after getting nothing but humiliation and rejection, Modi changed from wearing shoes to barefoot, and if he didn't fight back, he would not even be able to drink a glass of water.At this time, he no longer considered face, or whether he complied with the rules. With the child, he had to shoulder heavier responsibilities and put in more effort.

Modi was silent for a while, pointed to himself, and said with a smile: "Boss, look, do I look like a college student who is about to graduate?"