Mr. Lonergan and his team were obviously a little excited when they heard that they were going to treat a guest, and it was the famous Imperial cuisine. They had not had a serious meal for more than a week, so it is understandable that they would have such a reaction.
of.
However, the other party still relied on his tenacious willpower and pride as an intelligence officer to grit his teeth and firmly reject Yu Lian.
"That's such a pity!" Yu Lian expressed regret: "In addition, remember to tell your superiors that you were discovered not because of business problems, but because of meeting me. If you are really treated unfairly,
Remember to come to the embassy to apply for political asylum.”
Yu Lian admired the constipation-like expression on his partner's face, stuffed the coffee and snacks in without any explanation, and left in a swaggering manner.
His destination is another space city in the central ring of the imperial capital, the so-called Besenrog City.
Yu Lian drove the small intra-stellar yacht assigned to him by the embassy, and cut into the dense queue of ships based on the automatic navigation of the Imperial City Navigation Bureau fed back from the communication terminal.
Looking at the densely packed but neatly arranged spaceships all around, people who come to the imperial capital for the first time may be shocked by this spectacular scene and once again feel the invincibility of the empire, but Yu Lian always has a sense of returning to
The sense of sight of hometown.
In his previous life, wasn't it the same situation whether it was the city traffic during rush hour or the highway on the first and last days of holidays?
Yu Lian was almost certain that there must be another group of empire intelligence and security personnel not far from him in the ship flow, and they should have replaced Mr. Lonergan and his friends. However, we are in space now after all.
, there were too many ships around, and even I couldn't easily lock the target.
In this case, he simply ignored it, turned on the autopilot, lay down on the chair, and turned on the news channel.
"There are still 40 days left before the registration deadline, but the number of people who have confirmed to participate in the God of War Festival has reached an all-time high. Now, let us get through to Sir Lebili, who is at the God of War Festival. Sir, Sir..."
"The trial of the model shooting and fight that occurred in Chuanglong City the day before yesterday has been completed. Since the two parties responsible finally did not cause any major casualties, they will be sentenced to more than 200 hours of community labor and three whippings. I hope they can induce
As a warning."
"Comodore Commodore, spokesman for the Grand Marshal's Office, once again answered reporters' questions. The joint military exercise held in October was to review the confidence and ability of the imperial soldiers to defend the imperial territory and the people. There was absolutely no intimidation! All malicious interpretations are
A naked act of defiance against the Empire."
"Privy Council Minister Marquis Gertie announced his resignation. This is the third Privy Council minister to announce his resignation in half a year. Now we will connect with Sir Albert, professor of the Department of International Politics at Platinum Bridge University."
Who said that because of press controls, the imperial media was just the dog of the emperor and the nobles? Isn’t this very spiritual?
While listening to the news, Yu Lian logged into Gaboria OL, logged into his wanderer account in the new server, and went to the City of Glory in a big way. Then he saw a female magician in the corner of the Yongchen Palace.
Master, the equipment should be about the same level as your own.
The rogue controlled by Yu Lian glanced at the other person, but the magician turned his face to you and said viciously: "What are you looking at?"
"What are you looking at?" The wanderer gestured a middle finger to the other party.
The magician roared and fired a fireball towards Yu Lian.
As a result, the two of them entered the malicious PK mode. Although both of them were less than level 20, the fight was so dark that the sky was dark with lightning and thunder, and the sound and light effects were better than those of spirits below the fourth ring.
A capable person's battle is much more gorgeous.
However, before the winner could be decided, the nearby palace guards of level 120 or above swarmed in, and both of them were captured, probably having to be locked up for several days.
Yu Lian quit the game and found that the ship he was on had broken away from the flow of the ship and was quickly approaching a huge space city not far away. At first glance, it looked like a super-large island floating in the universe.
It was the city of Bethenberg that was the destination of my trip.
This is a very common residential space city in the Imperial Capital. Except for necessary maintenance equipment, there are no industrial areas in the city. Of course, in addition to large-scale residential areas, commercial areas, shopping areas, hospitals,
Schools, parks, playgrounds, etc. are essential parts of citizens' life, and there is even a sizable ecological zoo.
In this almost perfectly designed space city, there are fully 40 million residents living there. If it were placed on the surface of any planet, even with the current level of technology, it would be a proper super metropolis.
However, placed in the universe, it is only one of the insignificant "residential areas" in the sky.
Yu Lian controlled the four-seater traffic boat and docked at the airport closest to the left-wing commercial district of the city. He paused for a moment and left Fafuer Longyan where he was. With his current mental strength, even if he was separated,
Two or three thousand meters away, the long-distance sensing of this spiritual treasure is still guaranteed. It may be a bit confusing to control it to hit people, but if you just keep in touch with the pinhole camera on it, then there is no problem.
Yu Lian walked away for a distance, and soon three ships docked within a hundred meters of his berth. Two of them were ordinary private transportation boats, and a middle-aged couple with children and four people got off respectively.
A young girl dressed as a college student. The remaining one is a medium-sized traffic boat that can carry twenty or thirty people. Naturally
Yu Lian stood in front of a city terminal outside the port, pretending to check out today's city activity introductions, transportation maps, and various tourist attractions and food recommendations. At the same time, he asked Jean Faful's longan to quickly attract everyone present.
His appearance and facial data were all photographed, and then he secretly flew back to have a turn with him.
Three minutes later, when the Noble Phantasm as big as a glass marble returned to his pocket, Yu Lian straightened up from the terminal device, touched his belly, and revealed a very expressive Goro hungry face.
"Well, Master... I'm hungry!" Yu Lian said seriously.
Then, he really took quick and rhythmic steps, like a, ah no, a, ah no, a lonely gourmet looking for food. He quickly came to the place three blocks away from here.
On a certain commercial pedestrian street, I entered a very ordinary-looking small restaurant in the middle of the street.
The store inside is not big, with only seven or eight tables in total. The only staff are the slightly older boss and his wife, and a slender and flexible Dipu waitress.
"Physalis Chicken Pie." Yu Lian said to himself without looking at the menu.
Mr. Dipu nodded: "You really know your stuff. If you're alone, why don't you order half a piece? There are four flavors in total. You..."
"Two of them! One of each flavor."
The Dipu people probably thought that Yu Lian was preparing to pack or waiting for customers, so they didn't ask any more questions. Then, in the store's astonished eyes, Yu Lian really ate the chicken pie that was enough for three to four people.
after,.
Fortunately, the universe is huge, and the Tianyu Imperial City is also one of the most prosperous star areas in the entire galaxy. The store owners are well-informed. Although this kind of big eater is indeed a bit contrary to common sense, it is not unheard of.
So when Yu Lian simply ordered an extra portion of fried noodles with spicy minced meat, a bowl of dragon carob seafood soup, and a portion of fried fish, all of which were the famous specialties of this small shop. The boss praised Yu Lian for being a real person.
The person who knows the goods also said that such a huge business has been done even before lunch time, which must be a good sign.
This was a lunch that satisfied Yu Lian's taste and appetite. It could even be regarded as the happiest meal he had since arriving in the imperial capital.
It seems that the Empire's food program is still a little more disciplined than the Alliance's and will not recommend traffic randomly.
You can highlight this store and bring Feifei to eat there in the future.
He breathed a sigh of contentment, prepared to leave, and then placed a golden Golden Dragon ticket on the cashier counter.
The elderly boss and Yu Lian looked at each other for two seconds, confirming their eyes. The wealthy-looking guest opposite him was really not a generous owner, so he slowly began to give change, while also returning the money.
He smiled and said, "You came at the right time."
"How do you say that?" Yu Lian asked with great interest.
"The essence of the physalis chicken pie is not the chicken and the pie, but the physalis. However, this small red coral sour berry is only produced in the northern forest of Gumeia." The boss looked at the hanging
There is a flat star map of the sky on the wall. The most conspicuous thing on it, apart from the blue hometown of the Tirero people, is of course the green Gumeiya star.
"Although small red coral fruits can be grown in plantations on other planets and even in dome farms on space stations, I feel that only those made from the place of origin can have the same taste. Those counterfeit ones bought in supermarkets
Damn it, how can you use it to insult this famous dish that has at least five thousand years of history?"
Yu Lian felt that this statement was actually a bit idealistic. He felt that if any kind of food could be decomposed into its molecular structure, it could be restored in its entirety. From a scientific point of view, the crops cultivated in the dome farm must be
It will not be worse than the one from the country of origin, and may even be better.
However, all the best chefs in the world have to some extent an artist's sensibility and metaphysics. Just say that, and there is no need to push hard in this direction.
"Next week, Gumeiya Star will be closed. I'm afraid I won't be able to buy the authentic small red coral fruit for two to three months." The boss showed a distressed look.
"Oh, this year's God of War Festival ceremony has been decided to be held on the Gumeiya planet! I thought it would be held on the Shangting star or Longxiang star as in previous years."
Shangting Star and Longxiang Star are also two habitable planets that have undergone large-scale planetary climate modification. The former is now the favorite natural resort for the citizens of the Imperial City. The latter has even become a place where the imperial royal family and the army breed various dragons.
A breeding farm for giant beasts.
"Of course the official hasn't decided yet, but everyone has already guessed it. After all, it's the 150th world. If it's the 200th world, I can't help but put it directly in Tirello. This is your change."
The boss thrust a handful of wallets into Yu Lian's hand.
Yu Lian thought for a moment, took out two more silver coins with the largest face value from the pile of coins, and sent them back.
The boss's expression was just overjoyed when he saw Yu Lian pointing to the counter next to the cooked food and snacks: "Give me one of each of the meatballs and mercury candy."
The boss smiled wryly and packed the snacks for Yu Lian, watching him leave the shop with the small bag in his arms.
At this time, a pair of people from the celebration parade happened to pass by, and the place was very lively with gongs and drums. Yu Lian just slipped into the crowd and disappeared.
"Hey, are all the young people on earth so stingy today?" The boss watched the celebration parade pass through the front of his shop, and he felt much happier. He was humming a song and was about to go back to the house.
I continued to prepare the ingredients, but there were two more people in casual clothes in front of me.
"Hello, we are..."
"Whoever you are, you're blocking my way! Crow!"
An obvious look of anger flashed across both of their faces.
It is true that the citizens of the imperial capital refer to the secret police and security agency agents in such disdainful terms. But although they have become accustomed to being scolded for so many years, it does not mean that they can accept it.
One of them lowered his voice and showed an ID card: "You still don't understand the situation! We are from the Department of Homeland Security. We hope you will cooperate well! The one just now... ah, I'm sorry, Sir, it's my fault!"
The boss opened his chef's bib and revealed a badge pinned to his lapel. It was the Imperial Dragon's Eye Medal, First Class Holy Pattern. The person holding this medal must be a battlefield veteran who received the knighthood for military merit, even if
There is only one generation of lifelong nobles, but they must be nobles.
The other person quickly nodded and bowed, and began to say nice things with a smile on his face. It took a long time for the knight-status owner of a small restaurant to look a little gentle.
"Others hate what you do, but what I hate is the way you work? Do you understand?" Jazz lectured again.
The two people quickly continued to nod and bow to show that Sir Alex was teaching him a lesson, and then changed the topic back.
"Sir, we really just came to ask you something. Well, did you, the customer in your shop just now, tell you where he was going?"
Jazz was startled for a moment, then realized something and sneered: "Is that a diplomat from the community?"
The two nodded.
"Lost?"
The two of them continued to nod with grimaces.
"waste!"
The two of them were about to cry.
"How the hell do I know? Ask your boss to adjust the monitoring!" Seeing that the two of them were really about to cry, Jazz comforted him with words: "Don't worry, that young man seems to be a very particular person. Anyway, you guys
It’s also a routine matter, just follow the lost one, right?”
"Why, how can you see it?" one person said.
"He is very good at eating!" The boss said with a smile: "Generally speaking, those who can eat like this are good guys."
The two of them smiled helplessly and could only quickly notify their superiors. However, at this time, even mobilizing surveillance was a bit useless. Although Tianyu's surveillance system is the most stringent in the galaxy, the other party is a psyker after all.
He can really use some subtle supernatural operations to deflect the surveillance camera's facial data sampling.
As a result, it is completely impossible to use a computer to quickly analyze and track.
"That's why I said that psykers should not be allowed to enter the country at will! Let alone diplomats! The Generalissimo's Office and Hongluyuan want to be good people, but we, the security department, are left to take the blame!" said the person in charge of monitoring Yu Lian.
The head of the security department grabbed his hair in distress.
"Then, contact the Tribunal and the Knights?"
The supervisor hesitated for several seconds, then nodded inaudibly with a constipated expression on his face.
He actually wanted to say, let's not make any unnecessary moves. They should have taken action long ago, so why bother to come to scold them? However, if you think about it carefully, losing track is a matter of ability, and reporting is a matter of attitude. Now that you have the ability
Of course, we can only make up for the crisis in terms of attitude.
Thinking of this, the supervisor gave one more instruction: "Be more upright in your attitude, be more sincere in your words, and finally beg a little."