Located in the Ronghui Building in the Greenport District of the Sea City of Nephi, the capital of the Free Galaxy Alliance, a huge TV screen placed on the side of the lobby wall on the first floor is playing major news broadcast by the Nephi Star Network.
In the past, news was nothing more than a backdrop for everyone to chat and chat.
But now, the hundreds of diners in the hall were all watching the man's speech on TV quietly.
He is the Prime Minister of the Empire and Minister of the Privy Council, Count Valpolis. He is currently in the Proclamation Hall of the Prime Minister's Palace in Tianyu, representing the entire empire and reporting to the entire galaxy.
"Therefore, despite the differences in international relations, since the establishment of the Galactic Civilization Council, the Holy Galactic Empire has always advocated the establishment of an equal and indivisible security system in the known universe of civilized society. This is an urgent need for the entire international community
The system is the only system that can allow the entire universe to prosper, develop and progress.
We once thought that all this would be achievable.
In May of this year, in the sacred Huaxu, we signed a security guarantee agreement. We signed the "Makubai Agreement" to jointly develop the Dawn Star Territory with all civilized races and countries in the galaxy. We approved the community's "Fragrance Channel"
Plan", and invested a lot of manpower and material resources to implement it steadily. The Galactic Empire calls on all countries to participate in sincere dialogue, engage in sincere cooperation, and resolve all differences with real progress and development on the basis of taking into account and respecting each other's interests and customs.
However, our sincerity has been betrayed. You have seen that while the Blue Star Community signed a series of cooperation plans with us, it took in defectors who carried our country's military secrets.
We can even infer that the defectors are likely to be the Blue Star Community and the spies who collude with the forces and countries behind it. This is an undoubted act of war, we..."
The TV screen flashed immediately, and Prime Minister Valpolis's speech stopped abruptly. The screen switched to a huge cargo platform that stretched out into the vast sky. Countless mechas and armored vehicles were on the take-off and landing platform.
Standing in a neat queue. At first glance, it really looks like they are on a transport platform. They are being sent into the huge cabin one by one. In the distance of them, more majestic warships are slowly sailing towards the sea of stars.
On the other side, the jump was lost under the recording of the camera lens.
The famous current affairs reporter based in the Sky Territory of Nephi Star Network was holding a microphone to the camera and broadcasting in a strict manner: "Relevant people in the empire stated that this is just a special military operation to punish the current government of the Blue Star Community. The purpose is to demand
The Blue Star Community handed over the defectors and the planners of related espionage activities and made corresponding compensation. It was not aimed at innocent ordinary citizens of the earth. In addition to the sixty-seven galaxies with important defense facilities such as Tianyu, the expatriates of the Blue Star Community
, tourists and international students will not be treated separately and placed under residential surveillance."
His expression was relatively calm and his voice was still clear, but many viewers could clearly see the sweat stains on his forehead.
It wasn't until the screen on the TV switched to the list of "sixty-seven galaxies with important defense facilities" that some noise gradually returned to the hall.
"...This, this, this, this, the hell, a fight? Treason? That's ridiculous!"
"Of course it's nonsense. The imperial devils are really too disrespectful when they are not human! Really, isn't there any passing goddess sister who has suffered from these greedy evil dragons?"
"However, this has nothing to do with our alliance, right? I just don't know if business will be difficult next year! I bought shares of "New World Development Bank"!"
"The "New World Development Bank" seems to be guaranteed by the Red Rose Foundation. It should be fine...right? Probably."
"Hey, hey, hey, don't scare me, you guy!"
"Why are you scared? I've told you many times. Funds will ruin your life, and stock trading will ruin your life for three generations. You see, even the big guys across the street only dare to buy some insurance or something. Right? Big boss?"
"I'm just worried about our Ronghui Building! Didn't it say that many ingredients and seasonings have to be transported by air from the earth? What if they can't be transported? Aren't we unable to eat such delicious earthly dishes?"
"You actually believe this? You said the green peppercorns are shipped from Jincheng, aren't they from the hydroponic farm outside the city?"
"I believe it, my wife believes it, and my children believe it too. People, you always have to believe in something in this life."
"...Okay, actually I'm more worried about Mr. Liu. Isn't he from Earth?"
"What are you worried about? Mr. Liu has been a Nephite for a long time. Mr. Liu is now a Nephite of Citigroup. Do you understand?"
"But I heard Master Liu say it last time. He was worried about his nephew and the ancestral graves in his hometown. He wanted to go back by himself."
"Ah, this is really troublesome. Someone must come and persuade him!"
Well, from the perspective of the Nephites, they are the legitimate sons and daughters of the most beautiful area. They are born to be the superior people in "Rome". Even if they don't say so with their mouths, they naturally have a strong sense of superiority in their hearts.
After all, the Free Galaxy Alliance is one of the overlords of the universe. Even though it claims to be a beacon of free trade and democracy, its conquests have never stopped. But they, the old Nephites who have been working for Citigroup, have indeed not heard the sound of war for more than a thousand years.
Even in the most intense Third Galactic War that year, the flames of war never burned the central area of the Alliance.
For the men of the old alliance, let alone the war between the community and the empire, even if the alliance and the community fought, their emotions were still very stable, and the war on the front line was just a matter of conversation after dinner.
In other words, if Ronghuilou is not an earth cuisine restaurant and Mr. Liu is regarded as one of the family members by the gourmets, this matter is not even worthy of their concern.
What, you're talking about the Ice Valley City in the northern continent of Nephi? Isn't that just a riot by a group of mud-legged people? Could it turn into a civil war?
In comparison, Mr. Liu Dachang, the contemporary "Galaxy God of Cookery", "Immortal of the Food Path" and the head of Ronghui House, has returned to China and will no longer be able to enjoy his craftsmanship. This is the top priority.
Of course, war is one thing for Mr. Citizen. For international students, it is another thing entirely.
"We want to organize a march to protest at the Imperial Embassy in Nephi."
"Parade? You still dare to march? You went to the parade last time, and you said you cooperated with Ice Valley City, but everyone was blacklisted, right? We were checked by the police every day, right? We innocent classmates like us were punished.
Students were also called for questioning and almost missed the exam."
"...Then, let's organize a fundraiser? We have to do something, right?"
"What's there to do? After graduation, I can find a way to get a blue card."
"If you get the blue card, the earth will no longer be your motherland?"
"No, no, once I get the blue card, I am an Alliance citizen. Don't keep saying this in front of me. I'm afraid the Alliance Immigration Bureau will misunderstand."
"What a good dog!"
"You are the only people in the frugal society who are arrogant? Don't you usually just hug each other with a stick of clay to keep warm? We upper class people are more educated than you. But now, now you are on the blacklist. Do you know that you are a terrorist organization?
?Put your tail between your legs and be low-key!"
"You are indeed disgusting! Isn't your father a member of the Communist Party of China? Didn't your grandfather and great-grandfather serve as officials for the colonial government of the empire? I heard that every day when you get up, you have to kowtow to the sky three times and nine times.
Yes, why did you jump left and right and come to the alliance? You are not loyal! A dishonest dog is too disgusting to make soup. Do you understand this?"
When the purple-haired girl got out of her car, she happened to see a fight between international students from Earth. She sighed slightly, clapped her hands, and said loudly: "You can't do this. You can't.
Do you know this?"
No one paid attention to her. So, without saying a word, she picked up a green bamboo pole from the flower stand next to her - this thing was actually the leftover consumables for the earth garden landscape in the restaurant.
"You red deer, black donkeys, and humpback lizards on the Losar Wasteland! If you have the energy, go to the Community Embassy to sign up for the army! Why do you show off your authority in front of other people's shops? And you! You maggots, you have grown
A duck-necked woodchuck, even the Troll of Myshandar speaks better than you!"
Three minutes later, Miss Fleur, with a satisfied smile, still walked into the restaurant of Ronghui Building with girlish and light steps.
Now she is just Frederica Wilbart, the part-time store manager of this Ronghui Building, a disciple of Mr. Liu, the contemporary god of cooking, an ordinary JK... Well, this talented girl has actually been admitted to Ocean University in advance.
She was able to enroll in school early the year before last, but she had no plans to become an adult in advance and decided to enjoy her rosy youth as an underage middle school student.
Just after entering the lobby of Ronghui Building, the girl heard a familiar diner shouting to her: "Hey, little store manager, little store manager Fulei, did you hear that Teacher Liu is leaving?"
"Who said he was leaving? The teacher is now the honorary president of the Nephi Gourmet Association, and he has to participate in the judging of next year's Master of Chefs Conference. He will never leave."
The categorical words of the young store manager immediately put the diners at ease. Her immediate words, "Each guest will receive a bowl of glutinous rice balls, and I will cook them myself" brought the atmosphere to its climax.
Therefore, at this happy moment, the haze of war lingering over Ronghuilou, a restaurant from a distant earth, was completely lost.
She entered her own private kitchen, put on the apron skillfully, and actually took out the fillings and rice dumpling powder and prepared to do it herself.
However, when the cheerful girl started boiling water, a hint of ridicule and a smile that contained a dangerous and unpredictable character quietly crawled to the corners of her mouth. This was certainly not a smile that belonged to a girl.
"I told you on the first day, Law Breaker, this is my spiritual resting place. You are not allowed to come here to disturb me. As long as you show up, there is a risk of exposure. How can I find a second soul?"
The place where I belong is gone." The purple-haired girl wrapped the glutinous rice balls with skillful movements that seemed to have been honed for decades, and said in a voice that almost only she could hear:
"You'd better say something serious and don't let me kill you right now."
A boy with fair skin and delicate features who could even be considered cute appeared in the kitchen, as if he had emerged from the water vapor in the pot. He was half shorter than the underage girl Fleur.
He has the appearance of an obedient primary school boy who is harmless to humans and animals.
"Is Mr. Liu really not leaving? He wanted to pack his luggage and go back alone two days ago, but Mrs. Lena found out and the two had a big fight."
He also produced a fresh and pure tone that was no different from that of a primary school student, but his tone was old-fashioned, which made it seem particularly weird.
"You know everything." Fleur glanced at the other party coldly.
"I also like the delicacies here. As a spellbreaker, I have been in the Void Fortress for twenty years, and I can only watch space amoebas baring their teeth every day. It was Ronghuilou and Mr. Liu who saved my sense of smell and taste.
Aesthetic!" The lawbreaker said sincerely: "As a fan of the contemporary god of food, isn't it reasonable to come here to eat every day?"
Although his appearance is different every time he uses it.
"Because the hearing is too sensitive, wouldn't it be more reasonable to hear the quarrel between Mr. Liu and Mrs. Liu?"
At this time, Fleur, with a hand speed beyond human imagination, had completely wrapped a hundred glutinous rice balls and started to put them into the pot. She said casually: "Don't worry. Teacher Liu, Aunt Lena, and the passports of An An and Lele,
There will be some problems during this period. The immigration office in Nefi will show unprecedented inefficiency, and they will not be able to leave Nefi in a short period of time. I can't do this, but some people can."
"But this seems to only have a temporary effect. Why not use some small means? After all, Mr. Liu and his family are mortals and will not notice at all... Oh, I'm sorry, sorry."
The spellbreaker quickly stopped talking. In front of him, the soup pot was still boiling with boiling water, but behind the steam, a sharp metallic light flashed, pointing directly at his throat.
Those are ice needles formed directly from water vapor.
"Oh, it's so scary, so scary, so scary." The spellbreaker quickly raised his hands: "I'm sorry, I'm just talking too much."
He is the chief lawbreaker of the "Thirteen Faces", and has always been the double red stick of the World-Wide Snake. Now if he wants to take action, this new underage "Lady of the Past" will definitely not be his opponent. What's more,
, his master is always only "the future", and there is no affiliation relationship with the other two "alliance leaders".
But at this time, he felt an extremely terrifying and fatal sense of oppression.
"Uh, ma'am, we can't do anything here."
"Look at you, you make me look like a boring and troublesome bad girl." The girl let out a crisp laugh: "Don't worry, I didn't do anything, I just reminded you that the leaders of each generation are different.
There are different ways of getting along. I just expressed my attitude again. This Ronghui Building is a place for people to rest their souls. Even the sister of Hongqiangwei's family has acquiesced in this."
"This is indeed a faux pas. I promise you that the same thing will never happen in the future."
Fleur smiled noncommittally, clapped her hands, and then the cook and waiter entered the kitchen. The strange thing was that they didn't seem to see the lawbreaker beside them at all.
The girl signaled them to send the cooked glutinous rice balls out to plates. After the waiters left, she found a chair to sit down and turned on the TV.
The vast starry sky was suddenly reflected on the TV screen. In the center of the screen, in the dark deep sky, various interlaced beams of light were flashing continuously, gorgeous yet dangerous, gorgeous yet terrifying, and they were clearly members of the Space Fleet.
The scene of the battle.
"Then, let's get back to business. I hope you bring some good news."
Frederica Wilbart, the young owner of the Zixinhui Group, the store manager and trainee chef of Ronghui House, a disciple of the contemporary God of Cookery, a preparatory student of Ocean University, an underage JK who is harmless to humans and animals, and the most famous person in the world.
Snake's new "past" looked at his colleagues with a dangerous and coquettish smile.