I Sell Lunch Boxes in the Survival Game

A crazy pervert × cold-hearted but warm-hearted little naive.

Transmigrated to the interstellar era, Ming Mei chose a job where she could lie down with her eyes closed to live a peaceful lif...

Chapter 743 This Firefly Is Not That Firefly

Who are you sending from your side?

Mingmei asked another question out of curiosity.

"Doron and Ryan."

Hearing him say that, Mingmei suddenly remembered the gossip she had heard from her seniors before—"Are you sure that Secretary Rui'an and Lieutenant Duolun can capture the Insect General alive instead of killing him outright?"

Mingmei's repeated confirmations puzzled Hu Mingli: "What do you mean? Don't you believe in their strength?"

"No, no, it's just that swords and spears have no eyes on the battlefield. We know how strong Lieutenant Doron is; he's quick, accurate, and ruthless. Wouldn't it be a bad idea to have him hold back when dealing with the Firefly General?"

"Yeah, it would be so much easier to kill it with all your might, why hold back and capture it alive... Then tell me, why did you choose to capture it alive?"

Clearly, his uncle was too busy getting Hu Mingli to do his bidding and didn't bother to explain things to him.

One person gives orders, another dares to take on the job, and on the side, he even has his own agenda: to kill the other party.

"I'm not here just to do things for you guys." Seeing that Mingmei didn't speak, Hu Mingli continued, "I have so many people behind me who need to be responsible. What if unnecessary deaths and bloodshed occur during the process of capturing the Firefly Generals? What will be the consequences?"

You need to understand that capturing a Zerg alive is much more difficult than killing one. So, what does your uncle want with this Zerg?

"Let's do an experiment." Mingmei suddenly had a flash of inspiration. "You should know where my uncle came from, right? He must have his reasons for catching fireflies. If we discover something from this, it could bring us a lot of benefits in the future!"

“That’s true.” Hu Mingli nodded in agreement, acknowledging the statement. But then he asked another question.

"What kind of experiment was that?"

Who knew that Hu Mingli would actually get to the bottom of things this time?

Mingmei was stumped by another question.

Mu Chen was brainstorming, trying to come up with a reasonable explanation, but Mingmei was more direct: "I'm not well-educated, I don't know either."

Hu Mingli:? ? ? ?