I conquer the stars with food

Now that the email from Sayaman was written in such a humble tone, Wen Chang felt that there was no fluctuation in his heart.

After all, no one competes with garbage.The best solution to dealing with garbage is to ignore him.

This is also the way of doing things that Wen Chang has always implemented.

Wen Chang continued to browse the subsequent emails with a blank face.

Rong Ze, who was full, was squatting on the sofa, reminiscing about the beef and eggs he had just eaten, when he suddenly felt that the air pressure on the destined man was not right.

Rong Ze looked up at Wen Chang. The expression on this man who had always been gentle was as cold as ice.

Rong Ze was stunned, what happened just now, why was he so angry all of a sudden?

Rong Ze, who was in the form of a little black panther, hesitated for a moment on the sofa, but still walked to Wen Chang's side with short legs.

"Chichi?" Why are you upset?

Wen Chang heard Zai Zai's screaming at his feet, and he lowered his head to meet a pair of eyes that were a hundred times more beautiful than amber stones.

Zai Zai's big eyes were unabashedly filled with concern and doubts, which made Wen Chang's tense emotions suddenly eased.

Wen Chang stretched out his hands to hug the little black panther, and he breathed a long sigh of relief after feeling the warm temperature of the little guy and his strong and steady heartbeat.

Only then did Wen Chang realize that he had been very nervous before.

He was not as open-minded and indifferent as he thought.

But Rong Ze refrained from pretending to be a little leopard to be ashamed, and obediently let Wen Chang hug him.

Hey, after all, he is his destined person, so what else can he do besides pampering him.

The doomed person is so sad, it's not impossible to let him hug him for a long time.

Rong Ze was lying in Wen Chang's arms, the tip of his nose lingered with the fresh grass and trees on Wen Chang's body, it was very clean, like the spring wind, and like the wilderness he had seen when he was a child.

Rong Ze flicked his tail like a black cat teaser.

Wen Chang's hand started to move again, and he couldn't help but want to make an inch when Little Leopard gave him a good face.

Wen Chang rubbed Zai Zai's furry forehead a few times, then stroked it all the way down his back, and even stroked Zai Zai's little tail wagging from side to side in a wicked way.

Rong Ze lay on his lap, feeling ashamed and relieved, Wen Chang's hands seemed to have magical powers, the places he touched were as soft as if they had been given a high-end massage.

It's too much!How could a doomed person rely on his favor to push forward like this!

Rong Ze turned his head and bared his unintimidating millet teeth at the hand that Wen Chang was about to touch again.

Super fierce!

Wen Chang is already in a good mood now, and the emotions brought about by seeing Sayaman's email just now were swept away.

"Okay, okay, one last shot!" Wen Chang promised with a smile.

Rong Ze thought for a while, and the last words are not impossible.He lay down obediently again.

result!Wen Chang rubbed him several times while he lay back on his stomach.

Rong Ze:! !

Words count!

This time Rong Ze stretched out his claws to grab him, but was caught by Wen Chang.

Under the black lacquered leopard's paws are pink pads, which are not lethal at all.

Wen Chang grinned: "Zaizai's nails are not exposed, it really hurts me." He slightly pressed the root of the first phalange, and the black leopard's sharp nails changed from being hidden to ready to go. .

Rong Ze completely lay flat this time, his destined man was too skinny.

What was agreed to be touched only once turned into a million touches, and the claws he showed were seen to be nothing more than a threat of no lethality.

When fighting in space, Rong Ze's SS physical fitness can even directly use prototypes in space to tear apart Zerg with a thick protective shell.

His sharp claws are the nightmare of countless Zerg, and his sharp teeth have ended the lives of countless ugly Zerg.

But now, it's not like being rubbed arbitrarily by his own destined person.

Forget it, just lie down and accept it.

Wen Chang didn't know that what he held in his arms was the God of War of the Empire, which was the highest belief of countless young people in the Empire.

He has calmed down and continues to check his mail.

Holding the black panther cub in his arms and then reading the email, the corners of Wen Chang's mouth even raised unconsciously.

What a joy to have a big baby in my arms!

A large part of the emails that followed were rainbow farts from the audience and some urging him to open an online store as soon as possible.

Wen Chang just read this kind of emails, and it takes too much energy and time to reply one by one.

In addition to this kind of email, there are also some emails that recommend various magical ingredients.

Looking at the colorful mushrooms on the screen, Wen Chang: ...

These good-looking mushrooms that can directly debut in the draft can poison people to half-death without dark energy at all.

Too strong, StarCraft netizens seem to be very fierce.

Wen Chang didn't know whether to laugh or cry, if he really did such a special topic on mushrooms, he might go directly to the medical cabin after eating.

Lying in Wen Chang's arms, Rong Ze felt the vibration of the man's chest when he laughed sullenly, and sat up straight curiously, wanting to see why he was laughing.

Then he also saw this pile of mushrooms.

Um?What's so funny about mushrooms?Isn't this pretty?

Rong Ze couldn't figure it out.

He thought it was because Wen Chang wanted to eat this, so he smiled so happily?

Rong Ze's mustache moved, tsk, the things his destined man likes are too cheap.

Wen Chang continued to read the mail, and Rong Ze followed suit in his arms.

He found that everyone called the man Yong-il in every email.

So his destined person is called Yong Ri?The meaning of the name is really good.

Rong Ze, an outdated young man who has never had any entertainment activities and doesn't know that everyone on the Internet uses fake names, is just being fooled.

Rong Ze carefully leaned on Wen Chang's arms in a more comfortable position, and thought happily: That's great, now I know my lover's name.

Wen Chang continued to flip through emails, but suddenly stopped.

This email is from the Ancient Earth Research Center.

Wen Chang didn't know much about this organization before. The only thing he knows is that when StarCraft is pursuing higher, faster and stronger development, only this organization has been committed to finding more history, tracing back to the source, and bringing the past to life. Make up where the cultural gap is.

However, the consequence of going against the interstellar mainstream is that this research institution is on the verge of bankruptcy all year round, and the grants issued by the imperial government are pitifully small.All the researchers can only live with their belts together.

Wen Chang opened the email curiously, wanting to know what they were looking for.

Clicking on it, it turned out that his two live broadcasts went viral. A researcher at the research center discovered that someone could restore the diet of thousands of years ago. He was shocked and called all his colleagues. The cuisine of the earth drools.

An older researcher burst into tears with excitement: "I didn't expect to see someone make food in history in my lifetime!"

This is not because he is exaggerating. The research center often fails to produce a result after several years of research. They have also tried to restore some dishes, but what they made is completely different from what is described in the records.

Many young researchers couldn't bear this kind of loneliness, and left after working for a few years.

Except for true love, who can persist for so long.

Now they are excited watching the live broadcast as if they saw the perfect answer sheet of a good student.

The dean of the research center immediately said that the anchor must be contacted!It would be best if the anchor is willing to cooperate with them!Even if you try your best, let the anchor notice them!

So the wording of this email from the research center is very respectful, and it doesn't make any excessive demands. It just said that if the anchor is interested, they can do a linkage, and the Ancient Earth Research Center will select a few recipes for Wen Chang to come to Restore it.

The Center for Ancient Earth Research does not take any of the proceeds, and even allows Wen Chang to make requests at will, as long as they can realize it, they will definitely do it.

The Ancient Earth Center just wants to let more interstellar people know that there is such a group of people who are still working hard to find history.And the ancestors of the interstellar people also possessed unparalleled creativity.

Sometimes a nation needs ancestral culture, which is the confidence for future generations to move forward and the source of national pride.

The full text of the email did not ask Wen Chang to do anything that required his identity to be revealed, nor did he describe the difficult current situation of the Ancient Earth Research Center in a miserable manner.

But Wen Chang also knows that although this kind of institution has a great reputation, it is basically doing research at a loss, and the researchers in it are all worthy of respect.They really love their jobs.

After thinking about it, Wen Chang didn't think he had any reason to refuse, so he happily replied an email to the research center, explaining his willingness.

In the Ancient Earth Research Center, dozens of researchers gathered in front of the same optical brain.

"Has the anchor returned?"

"not yet."

"Did the anchor reply?"

"still none."

The above conversation has been repeated countless times since the email was sent.

Everyone was excited and anxiously waiting for a reply.

A researcher said mournfully: "Could it be that we have too little to offer the anchor, and he is unwilling to accept our proposal for linkage."

The gray-haired dean's grandma sighed: "Do your best to obey the destiny. If the anchor is not willing, we must do what we should do. Little things add up, and there will always be a qualitative change one day."

"Come here!" The researcher who had been staring at the optical brain shouted excitedly.

Dozens of pairs of eyes stared at the light brain at the same time.

{Dear Paleoearth Research Center,

I am very glad to receive your invitation, and I am willing to work with you to contribute to the promotion of the ancient earth.

We can communicate with you by email later.

Anchor Yongri}

yeah! ! !

Everyone in the research institute burst into joyful cheers.

They know that the anchor is a rich man, and they are worried that what they can produce is not enough to impress the anchor.

But seeing this reply, everyone was suddenly full of motivation. Such an anchor is willing to work hard with them, so there is nothing to be afraid of!

The spring of the institute is just around the corner!

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