After leaving the tent, Mingmei followed the original group back to the kitchen, and along the way she checked the identities of the remaining three players again.

The other three included two envoys from Hualiang who delivered the letter of surrender, and one assassin from Hualiang who was skilled in disguise and assassination.

That's all the news we have.

This information is rather incomplete.

Mingmei frowned; this time in the game, she couldn't directly obtain player information.

Previously, Lu Xiaoyao and Bai Xiao had reported that two assassins sent in by nobles of Hualiang were mixed in with the beauties presented by wealthy merchants. In addition, Lu Xiaoyao and Bai Xiao's faces were too familiar to her, which is why she quickly found the two.

[Because this assassination is far too important, the Chu Rong emperor is extremely suspicious, and his subordinates are all fiercely loyal to him. Any slight deviation will arouse their suspicion. If you, host, directly know their identities and make direct contact, and this attracts the attention of other NPCs, leading to their discovery, you'll be held responsible—points deducted.]

【What?】

Upon hearing that points would be deducted from her score, Mingmei immediately became unhappy.

It's important to know that credit points are equivalent to the final grade, and passing the final grade is equivalent to a stipend!

What is an allowance?

It's money!

Isn't this just deducting money from her pay?!

Just as Mingmei was about to argue with Guigui again, the head chef NPC who managed the kitchen stood in front of Mingmei once more. Mingmei sat there and looked up at the NPC's scrutinizing gaze.

"You, go and deliver the meal to His Majesty."

After saying that, Mingmei saw a lunchbox that was even more exquisite than the boxed lunches she sold, following the direction the other person was pointing.

"Why me?"

Mingmei remembered that this guy had said that the tyrant or something was interested in her. Although she didn't know how intelligent this NPC had become, Mingmei didn't want to take any risks.

"Nonsense! You're the laziest person in the entire royal kitchen. You can't wash vegetables, you can't start a fire, and you'll probably chop your hand off while cutting vegetables with your slender fingers. What are you doing not delivering food?!"

“I can go back to the original mess hall to cook for the soldiers on the front lines. I’m not as free as you say,” Mingmei stood up and argued with the other person, pretending to be wronged.

However, just as she finished speaking, the other person stared at Mingmei for a few more seconds and then suddenly chuckled.

Before Mingmei could even figure out what the other person meant, the other person launched into a furious tirade against her.

Mingmei couldn't help but tilt her head back, as if she was about to be sprayed with saliva on her face.

In the end, Mingmei successfully avoided delivering food to the tyrant and instead delivered food to the Hua Liang envoys who had just arrived that day to deliver their surrender document.

Now, Mingmei is full of energy.

There are players among the envoys!

Following the maids who were delivering the food, she headed towards the Hua Liang envoy's direction to serve lunch. When she opened the lunchbox, Mingmei stared at the cold, hard, dark steamed buns inside and her expression froze.

Looking at the other female NPCs, all of them silently keeping their eyes down, and then at the group of NPC envoys opposite them, who also looked angry but dared not speak out, Mingmei sighed from the bottom of her heart.

Isn't it true that weak nations have no diplomacy?

Look at this food! Even Mingmei would scoff at it, but these envoys accepted it calmly. They brewed a pot of hot tea, placed small black steamed buns on delicate little plates, and sat there primly. Anyone who didn't know better would think they were eating some high-class dessert.

Meanwhile, Mingmei also observed the reactions of all the envoys in the room. Upon observation, she indeed saw two green-robed officials with very Western appearances in the corner.

Suddenly, she felt a sense of self-deception regarding the system's claim that the function to hide the distinction between players and NPCs had been disabled.

Perhaps because the game takes into account the almost full spectrum of hair colors of the interstellar people, the issue of race is blurred in almost every story in "Survival Notes on Ancient Blue Star".

Therefore, in an alternate ancient world based on the ancient Hua Kingdom, two blond-haired, blue-eyed boys stand among a group of black-haired, black-eyed people. The data-generated NPCs have no idea that there are two "outcasts" among them.

However, it wasn't just their appearance that caught Mingmei's attention; their behavior also contained significant flaws.

The two men reached out and pinched and broke the steamed buns, their eyes secretly and warily scanning their surroundings. Only after seeing others eat did they feel safe enough to eat their own, as if they were afraid that the steamed buns contained either a razor blade or poison that would kill them.

This guy clearly plays too many survival games and is terrified of accidentally eating himself to death.

The same principle applies to drinking tea. Instead of brewing it yourself, you're just leeching off the NPCs at the next table. This makes the envoy NPC frown because she's standing far away and can't hear what they're saying. She just chuckles at the two players leeching off each other's hot tea before she stops.

"Wow, this tea is delicious!"

Charlie stared blankly at the bottom of the cup, which was only the size of a baby's fist. The lingering sweetness, accompanied by a hint of fresh aroma, kept surging into his brain after the hot tea went down. He had never drunk such "water" in interstellar space.

The envoy glanced at the two junior officials in green robes beside him, a hint of helplessness flashing in his eyes. He found the two men holding tea and winking at each other with a lack of manners.

He couldn't help but sigh, "When you meet that... Chu Rong emperor tonight, you two should probably stand back and be more respectful."

"ah?"

Charlie was taken aback and exchanged a glance with his friend. If they listened to this NPC uncle, wouldn't standing at the back mean they wouldn't have a chance to get close to the tyrant?

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