Chapter 505 State Banquet

Fang Juefeng was introducing the Dawn Base when Ling Ran interrupted him, "Little Fang, let's go back to our lodgings. I already know everything about your base construction."

"Yes, yes, this way please, sir."

Fang Juefeng chuckled dryly. He hadn't expected this situation when he brought the adults with him; he had miscalculated.

I wish I hadn't made it look so similar in the first place.

Fang Juefeng arranged for Ling Ran to stay in the best villa in the villa area. Because it was prepared in advance, the house was cleaned and the furniture was all brand new. Moreover, the interior was probably specially designed, and the soft furnishings were very aesthetically pleasing.

Ling Ran and the others didn't even need to replace their own things; they only needed to take out some commonly used items, and could use the things prepared by the base for the rest.

After putting their things away, they followed Fang Juefeng in a sightseeing bus to the hotel, which was called the Shuguang Hotel.

That's right, the mode of transportation at Dawn Base is also a sightseeing vehicle.

In addition, you can see many people with superpowers riding electric bikes or bicycles.

In the base, being able to ride an electric bike is just as prestigious as riding a bicycle in the 1970s or 80s.

After all, electric vehicles aren't expensive, but electricity costs are.

Ordinary people can't afford to ride it.

Shuguang Hotel is a three-story hotel. It was lunchtime, and people were eating downstairs. When Fang Juefeng brought Ling Ran and his group over, they immediately attracted a lot of attention.

Firstly, Fang Juefeng was the base leader, and secondly, there were simply too many people in the group—ten or twenty—along with a delicious, plump pig.

"Manager Fang, are you here for lunch?"

"I'm here to take a dump."

"If it weren't for Manager Fang, would you have brought so many people to the restaurant to defecate?"

"No, I'll eat shit."

"..."

The person who asked the question also realized that Fang Juefeng was teasing him.

The man glanced at Fang Juefeng, then at Ling Ran, before slapping his thigh, standing up, and taking two steps forward, his expression excited: "Excuse me, is this Lord Ling Ran?"

Recently, Ling Ran's actions have become a sensation in the three major bases. He is an idol of all superhumans and a god to all ordinary people!

They had all seen Ling Ran's photos through various channels.

Fang Juefeng glanced at Ling Ran's expression and then said, "Go eat your food. I have to entertain the adults today, so I don't have time to deal with you."

"It really is!"

The five or six superhumans eating in the restaurant suddenly stood up excitedly.

Some people even took out their notebooks and looked at Ling Ran expectantly: "Sir, could you please sign your name?"

After hearing that Fang Juefeng had gone to the Guardians, they had been hoping that Ling Ran would come to Dawn, so they carried paper and pen with them, thinking that when they met the adults, they could ask her to sign her autograph.

This was the first time Ling Ran had encountered such a situation.

However, it's not unfamiliar, since I watch a lot of TV dramas and know that some celebrities or famous and prestigious people will ask for autographs.

Has she reached this point too?

Ling Ran took the pen and paper from the person closest to her in a good mood, and then casually wrote the two characters "Ling Ran" on the paper.

The font she wrote was a font from this world, and because it was her first time writing it, it looked a little awkward.

But when signing the second one, I was much more skilled.

Those who didn't have notebooks borrowed them and signed their names.

Someone then suggested taking a group photo. Ling Ran thought that she couldn't take photos with everyone, so she suggested, "You guys play rock-paper-scissors, and I'll take a photo with the winner."

Fang Juefeng watched from the sidelines, gritting his teeth in anger.

sign!

Group photo!

He wants it too!

How should he ask for it later in a way that is both elegant and tactful?

Soon, the six of them played rock-paper-scissors, and a young man in his early twenties won. He stood next to Ling Ran, acting coy like a little wife, with his hands folded on his stomach and his feet together, like a well-behaved little chick.

Fang Juefeng, who was helping to take the photos, thought the young man was too embarrassing. If you're going to take photos, just do it openly. This makes the adults laugh at you.

After taking the group photo, Fang Juefeng led Ling Ran upstairs to a private room. Downstairs in the lobby, the young man who had taken the photo with Ling Ran was surrounded by people.

Firstly, they wanted to see the photos, and secondly, they wanted the young people to send them a picture, which they then photoshopped themselves onto the young people.

The young man wasn't stupid; he had no intention of sending the photo out.

If this happens, he won't be the only one who gets to take a photo with the adults later.

"You stingy person!"

The rejected superhumans lost their temper and yelled, "You have no class at all! You'll never even get to eat four dishes in your entire life!"

"Tch, say whatever you want!"

The young man left the restaurant with his phone in his hand. He hadn't gone more than a few hundred meters on his electric scooter when someone put a sack over his head and dragged him into an alley. The photos were then sent out via Bluetooth.

"Aaaaaah! You bunch of bandits and robbers, I'll haunt you even as a ghost!" the young groundhog screamed!

...

On the other side.

Ling Ran and the others sat at two separate tables in the private room. Ling Ran sat by the window, where she could see the farmhouse's fishpond and fruit trees in the distance, a lush and refreshing sight.

After we sat down at the table, cold dishes were served one by one, including duck feet, braised beef, and vegetarian ham.

Because the head chef had to cook everything himself, the dishes weren't served very quickly, but Ling Ran felt the wait was worthwhile.

This chef is truly exceptional; even a simple dish like boiled cabbage in clear broth is incredibly fresh.

Uncle Chen and Liu Xiuping were at another table.

The two of them were already numb from the first bite of the cold dish.

This seemingly simple braised beef clearly has a special secret recipe, and its control over the heat and seasonings is even more impressive than others.

Compared to what they did before, there is a clear difference.

I'm numb.

The two began to worry about losing their jobs.

Before, during meals, the table was filled with the sounds of discussion, saying this dish was good and that dish was good too. Today, apart from Fang Juefeng introducing the dishes, almost no one else at the table was talking.

Everyone was focused on eating.

It's so delicious!

If it weren't for Ling Ran, they wouldn't have been able to eat such delicious food prepared by a master chef before the apocalypse!

It's not a matter of money; it's that their social standing isn't high enough.

Famous dishes such as Dongpo pork, Kung Pao chicken, poached chicken, lion's head meatballs, Buddha Jumps Over the Wall, and squirrel-shaped mandarin fish were served one by one.

These dishes, not to mention those eaten in restaurants before the apocalypse, were also made by Uncle Chen. But, well, without comparison, there is no harm done.

They had genuinely thought that Uncle Chen's cooking was already delicious enough, but this chef was clearly far superior.

Even Ling Ran couldn't help but nod in approval as she ate, let alone the others.

Seeing this, Fang Juefeng desperately held back his drool and continued to introduce the dishes to Ling Ran: "Sir, this dish is Wensi Tofu, mainly..."

Ling Ran never imagined that a dish could be cooked like this, with the tofu cut into strips.

If Ling Ran didn't use her spiritual power, she wouldn't be confident she could cut the tofu like that. Humans are indeed powerful.