At the outskirts of Javier, at the confluence of the river, a figure slowly walked out. The tramp hiding beside the bridge hole seemed to notice something. He glanced at the figure walking up and pulled his clothes indifferently. The hunger and cold made the tramp ignorantly not paying attention to anything else.

"Chen Ju" glanced around for a while, and with excellent hearing, he could hear the movements of a hundred meters around him. In the quiet in the early morning, it was difficult for the movements of a mouse hundreds of meters away to escape his ears.

And dynamic vision and enlarged pupils, even on a light-free night, mouse-level movements cannot be let go, let alone human-level.

He still chose to follow the command of MITDOS, give up pretending to create a legal identity of human beings, and rush to the MITDOS south as soon as possible.

So he had to go to the woman and retrieve the alien body that was parasitic in the woman's body.

Now that the alien body is returning, the next focus is to rush back to MITDOS.

"Chen Ju" looked up at the dark sky. Although the humans were still relatively backward in their technology, their individual weapons were still quite powerful, which caused a certain reduction in their power.

He wants to leave here early while humans have not yet made any more actions.

Ten minutes later.

A truck heading south, even the driver didn't notice it, and a tight figure lay down.

After waiting for half an hour, the truck changed its direction and the figure changed his target on the highway.

Almost three hours passed, and the figure changed five cars in a row, which was almost 250 kilometers away from Javier.

It is getting closer and closer to MITDOS.

If there is no accident, he will arrive at his destination at noon.

Suddenly, the truck under him turned around and drove into the gas station next to the expressway.

This time there were no vehicles available for replacement around, so "Chen Ju" got off the vehicle and quickly walked into the fast food chain store next to the gas station.

He needs carbohydrates to supplement the body's energy consumption.

There are not 24-hour fast food chains where guests come 24-hour, especially on the highway on weekdays, where more customers are truck drivers, and the number is even smaller.

At the time between four and seven in the morning, Lydia had a short time to rest for a while. She yawned and her eyes were drowsy. At this moment, the door was pushed open and a figure walked in.

A single figure.

“Huh?”

Lydia was a rare surprise. The person who walked in was actually a Pan Asian. This was rare. She had never seen Pan Asians come here alone during this period of time.

Is he a truck driver?

Wait, it's impossible. She has never seen Pan Asians as freight truck drivers, not other countries. The Truck Driver Alliance in Priscilla is a private place for white people in Priscilla. It is quite xenophobic and hostile to people of color. People of color are never allowed to steal their jobs.

So at 4:30 in the morning, where is a lonely Pan Asian from?

She watched the Pan Asian man come in with interest, looked around and then stepped forward to her.

"Sir, what do you want to eat?"

Despite her curiosity, Lydia asked politely.

"Chen Ju" was silent and stared at Lydia's eyes calmly.

Seeing that the pan-Asian man didn't speak, Lydia looked directly at her and was stared at by those dark and deep eyes. Somehow, Lydia shivered a little, avoided those eyes, and asked again: "Sir?"

"this……"

Finally, thankfully, I was not a mute. Lydia was glad to take a look at the Pan Asian man and stroked his fingers around the menu.

"Sir, are you sure?"

Lydia was stunned for a moment, and she looked up to figure out if he was pointing the wrong one.

With such a large portion, even many truck drivers with big appetites can only serve seven or eight people.

She couldn't help but wonder if this Pan Asian was here to make trouble.

But... her suspicious eyes immediately shivered when they met "Chen Ju"'s eyes and disappeared in an instant.

She hurried back to the kitchen and started to "torm".

This man's eyes are so terrible...

She murmured in her heart, thinking about it carefully, why did she feel terrible when she looked calm?

It wasn't until a while that she realized.

Those eyes... are abnormal because they are too calm, so calm that they are like robots without emotion.

She soon became amused by her idea again.

"Well, Lydia, you're so busy, how could you have such a boring idea?"

Shaking her head, she carefully prepared food for the guests.

Because it was a different fast food for eight people, she prepared it for a while. Fortunately, all the fast food was cooked and refrigerated in a vacuum bag. Just take it out of the refrigerator and heat it.

She is mainly busy preparing seasonings.

Ten minutes later, she took out the fast food one by one from the microwave and saw that the Pan Asian man outside had already sat at the dining table, sitting straight. She had never seen anyone sitting in that position at the dining table.

After delivering the first two plates of fast food, Lydia turned around and entered the kitchen to serve the other two plates, but it was her turn to walk out again and she was stunned.

In just ten seconds, the two plates of fast food she had just delivered were empty.

It was as clean as if it had been washed.

What the hell?

Lydia opened her mouth wide and subconsciously looked at the ground. She thought the customer had poured the fast food on the ground.

But the ground was very smooth and there was no food residue at all.

So what exactly is going on?

Where did the food go?

She sent two plates of fast food to the table in self-doubt, but this time she left without rushing to see what happened.

The result made her stunned.

The Pan Asian picked up a plate of fast food and poured it into his mouth, as if he was dumping garbage into a trash can, and emptied the plate in an instant.

How is this possible!

Lydia almost lost control and screamed, "Don't you chew this?" It's not drinking water!

Another plate of fast food also did not escape such a fate, and was poured into the pan-Asian's mouth in less than two seconds.

Too scary.

The mystery of food disappearance was explained, but Lydia would rather have the food dumped than such an explanation. The truth was so terrifying. Seeing the pan-Asian turn his eyes again, Lydia looked ugly and hurried to the kitchen and brought out the remaining four plates of fast food.

So, the portion that could not be finished was eaten no matter how hard it was, the Pan Asian in front of me ate them all in less than a minute. This included the time when Lydia served the food. In fact, it might have taken only ten seconds for these eight plates of fast food.
Chapter completed!