Karen put on her apron and started busy in the kitchen.

The ingredients were all prepared and processed in advance by Hilly and Mrs. Lake. Hilly had pulled out the soup stock early, so Karen only needed to be responsible for the cooking now.

For cooking enthusiasts, this is the best enjoyment, as if the white and tender shrimp meat is taken out and placed in front of you.

Ashley walked in and asked, "Captain, what can we do to help?"

"Just sit outside and have a drink while you wait to eat. No need for help here, really."

"Oh, okay, Captain."

Ashley walked out of the kitchen, winked at the big guys, and shook her head.

There is a large round table in the yard, which Alfred customized according to Karen's instructions. There is also a turntable on it.

At the first dinner party when the team was formed, Karen didn't want to share the meal. Sitting around a large round table would be more atmospheric. If you can't use one plate to stir the spoon, how can you work together in the future?

"What happened to Captain last night?" Murry asked Alfred next to him in a low voice.

"The young master is fine, don't worry." Alfred actually didn't know what happened. He had been busy outside today, but the young master's face was not so ugly in the morning.

After sitting for a while, Alfred said he was going to get some wine, got up, and went into the study.

In the study room, Kevin was lying there with his belly up, his tail sweeping over his belly.

"What happened?"

"Woof woof woof woof woof!"

"Okay, I understand."

Alfred stood up and came to the bedroom, where he saw Pu'er sitting on the edge of the bed with a solemn face.

Seeing Alfred coming in, Pu'er said: "There will be a way, I'm thinking of a way."

Alfred allowed himself to smile and comforted: "Don't worry, there will definitely be a way."

"Are you comforting me? I know it's hard to think of a solution, because this is a problem that even God can't solve, but I sat in the bedroom all afternoon, listening to Karen's screams in the bathroom, and he kept his voice very low

, but you know, cats’ ears are very sensitive.

Dis gave him to me, and I have to be responsible for him. To be honest, I would rather watch him face danger and fight than watch him be tortured like this. This is torture, do you understand?

Radio Fairy."

"The young master is cooking fish. I'll ask Hilly to bring it in for you later."

"What kind of fish should I eat? I have no appetite."

"The young master made it specially for you. Eat it. Before you think of a solution to the problem, all you can do is adjust your mentality. I believe in the young master's firm will."

"I'm so useless." Pu'er curled up his tail. "I'm so useless, radio fairy. I'm so afraid that Karen will end up like his parents."

"No, Master can't."

"Oh, by the way, Karen asked me to tell you that I recently took the time to make two coffins and put them in the warehouse. I want a strong coffin with an array."

"What the young master means is..."

"Yes, he said it could be a month, it could be two months, it could even be next week. That feeling of torture could reappear at any time, and he would imprison himself in a coffin by then."

"I know, I'll start preparing tonight."

"Well." Pu'er tilted his body and fell sideways on the quilt, "Oh, I'm such a useless cat."

…

The dishes were served one after another, and they were very rich.

In addition, Karen ordered Hilly to send them Kevin's share and the pickled fish and carp baked noodles that are exclusive to Pu'er.

After Karen took off her apron and sat down, picked up Kuaizi and took a bite of food, everyone picked up the tableware and started eating.

But the atmosphere at the dinner table was still a bit depressing.

Especially when Philomena said: "Your soul is in a very weak state."

The atmosphere suddenly fell to freezing point.

Karen smiled and said: "In order to obtain some kind of power, I have to pay a price, but it doesn't affect me. It'll be fine if I take a rest. Please don't worry."

"Oh, so that's it."

"Yeah, how could something happen to the captain?"

Everyone worked together to promote the atmosphere at the table, but probably no one could have imagined that the power in Karen's words "to obtain some kind of power" refers to the power of order.

When the dinner came to an end, Karen said: "Recently, I have a task that I took on privately. It is a family tomb, but this family has lost its inheritance for generations.

I have obtained the clues and information, and am now working on the mission plan, which should be completed in a short time."

Well, because the person who made the mission plan can't get out of bed and run around these days.

"My idea is that our team has just been established and needs a task with a suitable intensity to get used to it, especially since this task may bring relatively large benefits."

Karen directly told his team members: We are going to rob the tomb!

This is okay, because due to cultural differences, everyone does not feel ethically guilty about "grave robbing".

Karen has studied the cognition in this cultural background, and it is very clear and contradictory.

First of all, the tombs in the cemetery cannot be destroyed and must be respected. Under normal circumstances, even if the tombs in the cemetery have some funerary objects placed in the coffin, they are very limited.

Then there is the kind of separate tomb, which has basically been interpreted over the years in novels and modern films and television and other literary and artistic works.

In everyone’s perception, a large-scale tomb alone is a natural holy land for exploration!

At the same time, the nation-states of the Markean language family were all robber states in their early years. For example, Wien was first founded by pirates. The looting of property was deliberately beautified and justified in the national and cultural narrative. After all, it needed to be defended.

Endorsement of the colonial expansion currently underway.

Another important reason is that for believers of the Cult of Kosmos, they do not go to rob tombs, they go to visit the tomb owner, because they have the ability to call the owner of the tomb up to chat with him.

"If all preparations go well, we will set off in about two days. After this mission is over, we will come back and try to take over the security mission when the Moon Goddess delegation visits York City. This mission can give us a good rest."

"Okay, captain, you can make the arrangements."

"Oh, this is the experience I've been longing for."

“Looking forward to it.”

"I can't wait!"

Everyone was very considerate and gave a warm welcome to the first mission.

At this time, Alfred stood up and said: "I have prepared the drawing board and brushes. Let's sit down for a while and have some dessert. Hilly, take out the white fungus soup."

"Yes, Mr. Alfred."

Alfred continued: "I'm going to make a painting for you."

Richard wondered: "Why not take pictures?"

Murry replied: "Because it's unlucky to take pictures."

Richard shrugged and said, "What a novel statement. The last time I heard this statement was when I saw an old man Chasai on the roadside shouting that the camera would take away the soul."

Mu Li took a sip of red wine and smiled: "I just experienced it."

Richard was stunned for a moment and said hurriedly: "I'm sorry, please forgive me."

"fine."

The white fungus soup was served, and everyone continued to chat while eating.

Alfred sat opposite, holding a paintbrush in both hands, moving very quickly.

As a man whose life-long dream is to paint murals, it is normal to master the painting skills in advance.

However, Alfred did not pay attention to "artistic quality", and he was not interested in spreading artistic quality, so his paintings only pursued a simple presentation.

Karen picked up the ice water at hand and took a sip, then glanced in Alfred's direction.

Sometimes I have to admit that some people are real geniuses.

Alfred is, and so is Captain Neo.

Compared with them, there are so many external forces that I can rely on and use. Diss alone has paved such a good road for me.

However, thinking back to the scene in the bathroom in the afternoon, Karen suddenly felt that she didn't need to be so ashamed. Anyone's boiling water would scald her mouth.

"Okay, the painting is finished!"

"So fast?"

"Oh, what an amazing speed."

Alfred showed the painting to everyone.

In the painting, everyone is sitting around a round table, and the one facing her from the first perspective must be Karen. In the painting, Karen puts her hands on the table as if lecturing, and the aura of a leader is very obvious.

Next came the other people at the dinner table, Ashley holding her wine glass very boldly, Bart and Murray competing in chewing pig trotters, Blanche sitting dignifiedly like a lady but looking at Karen from the corner of her eye.

Mas and Memphis were very calm, while Richard was very lively. Ventura lowered his head while eating egg fried rice with rice grains on his face, and Philomena sat alone in the corner in a lonely manner.
To be continued...