Chapter 239 Something is wrong
To be honest, it was quite difficult for Yu Sheng to take the first bite - it was not that he was not hungry, he had not eaten for a long time and was already starving. It was also not that he did not dare to challenge the "food" in front of him. After all, he had eaten the stew made by the fox girl once and knew that although the food made by this girl looked outrageous, it actually tasted okay. What's more, the fox girl was sitting next to him, propping up her head and looking at him eagerly with her big eyes, so he had to try the thing in the bowl no matter what.
The difficulty lies mainly in the pile of "stew" in the bowl...it hides from the spoon.
Yes, this mess of who knows what cyber magic was applied to it, it was hiding from the spoon! And it was pupating and a bulge was bulging in the middle, as if it was giving a middle finger - this was beyond Yu Sheng's understanding of food.
After staring at the bowl on the table and struggling for a long time, Yu Sheng finally raised his head with some confusion: "Is this normal?"
"Oh, sorry, I forgot there's one more step!" Hu Li suddenly reacted, raised his hand and drew a few glowing symbols in the air, and then muttered to the dining table, which was a bunch of operations that had nothing to do with "cooking". Then he let out a long sigh with a smile on his face, "Okay, benefactor, it understands."
Yu Sheng was completely confused - ah? Got it? What did he get? Who got it? Oh no, cooking! Why is the last step of cooking to communicate with the rice to make it "understand"? The boundary machine has organic souls, and Hu Li's pot can refine rice souls, right? He looked down at the bowl and saw that the pile of substances that were still changing color had indeed calmed down. He thought seriously for several seconds before confirming with Hu Li: "Let me ask first - this thing can't be intelligent, right?"
"Of course not," Hu Li waved his hands quickly, "It's just that the world has its own spirituality. A stew with a soul is just a temporary stew of the spirituality of the world in the dish, but if there are too many souls, the dish will easily move around... That's what my mother said."
Yu Sheng felt that just these few words from Hu Li would have to pass a san check in the ears of ordinary people - the combination of language and words is really magical.
Then he took a deep breath, imagined the glittering thing in the bowl as an ordinary food like a solid tentacle or the heart of a wolf grandmother, and took a bite with his eyes closed.
There was a slight flow of heat, followed by a pretty good taste - there was no strange smell, and nothing suddenly came to life in his mouth like a cricket pupa. Yu Sheng couldn't tell what the taste of this bite was, but it was obviously normal food.
It even tastes better than the stew that Hu Li made last time.
"This...is not bad," Yu Sheng opened his eyes and looked at the fox stew in the bowl with some surprise, "It tastes better than last time."
The fox girl who had been expecting compliments for a long time narrowed her eyes and swayed her body back and forth, wagging her tail: "As long as my benefactor likes it."
Yu Sheng lowered his head and took a second bite.
He felt that all the fatigue in his body disappeared within a few breaths, and his mind, which was originally sleepy and a little groggy, quickly became clear. It was not the kind of temporary clarity caused by strong stimulation, but a full state of clarity as if he had had sufficient rest and replenishment.
And the "food" he ate was even continuing to nourish his body, soaking into every limb and bone bit by bit.
He frowned in confusion, and then saw Hu Li took out two chicks from his tail and made a small bowl of "stew" for them: "Boiled and salted, it's time to eat~ You are benefiting from the benefactor again today~"
The two chicks came over happily.
They looked to have grown a lot, and were obviously well taken care of by the fox girl. A tuft of light golden hair had begun to grow on the white-cut one's head, and there was a translucent glow floating behind the salt-baked one's tail.
Yu Sheng: “…”
Something seems to be wrong, let's take another look.
Yu Sheng rubbed his eyes again, then looked up at Hu Li.
"What happened, benefactor?"
"Let me confirm," Yu Sheng hesitated for a moment, raised his hand and pointed at the stew on the table, "Is this really the 'home-cooked meal' you eat every day in your hometown?"
"No, it can only be done on special days, such as when you get 100 points on the test, or during festivals," Hu Li answered very frankly, "It's very troublesome to do this, and it takes a lot of energy, especially when it comes to spiritual accumulation. I'm not very skilled, so I can only do it occasionally."
Yu Sheng: “…”
This silly fox must have confused cooking with something else! What was going on in her hometown? Seeing the fox girl nodding with a confused look on her face, Yu Sheng didn't ask any more questions. He just lowered his head and ate the food in front of him. Then he watched the two chicks, whose feathers were obviously shinier than before, pacing contentedly on the table, as if thinking about something.
Hu Li went to wash the pots and dishes happily.
Yu Sheng stared at the two little chicks on the table who were walking around to digest their food.
The boiled and salt-baked food stopped, and they tilted their heads to meet Yu Sheng's gaze without any fear, with an inexplicable light flashing in their little eyes.
Yu Sheng even suspected that these two flat-haired beasts were about to gain spiritual intelligence.
But he had no evidence.
…
At the same time, outside the city.
The border area is not an infinite space, and the boundary city - although it is so huge that it even gives people the illusion of an "endless city", it obviously also has boundaries.
At the end of this huge city is a "belt" composed of various heavy factories and vertical farms. Outside the belt is the urban wall established by the council. Beyond the wall is a vast wilderness - this place has left the most stable and secure "prosperous urban area" at the border, so it is called a "suburb."
In the suburbs, there are only a few stable settlements scattered across the vast wilderness. There are also some observation stations and outposts set up by the Council scattered around the settlements and other areas that require key control. Under normal circumstances, the Secret Service will not send people deep into this desolate area.
But today is obviously a special situation.
Several "meteors" flew from the sky above Jiecheng and fell on the "outskirts of the city" - they had to be recovered and contained in the shortest possible time.
Song Cheng jumped out of the car, tightened his coat in the cold wind blowing across the wilderness, and walked forward.
The terrain here is flat, with endless wild grass. The city in the distance is like a jagged silhouette on the horizon, while in the other direction, you can see blurry light curtains rising from the ground and piercing into the chaotic sky in the distance - those light curtains are the "boundary markers" set by the Council at the border of the border area, and theoretically, they are the farthest place an ordinary person living in the border area can go in his lifetime.
"This landing point is really remote. If it's any further, it's outside the 'border,'" a Secret Service agent wearing heavy protective clothing muttered nearby. "It's really hard to find."
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"Be thankful. At least it's outward instead of close to the city. If it really landed near the city, it would be a big trouble," another operator said. "Of course, the unlucky guys in the Third Squadron would probably have to work overtime..."
Song Cheng coughed twice: "What is the current reading of the device?"
"Depth 0, slightly shifted towards L-1, but within safe limits," the subordinate immediately reported, "no contamination found."
Song Cheng nodded.
At this moment, a shout suddenly came from the front: "Found it! It's here!"
An impact crater with a diameter of more than ten meters is "imprinted" in this wilderness covered with overgrown grass, like a charred scar caused by burning.
The small drone made a buzzing sound and arrived above the crater, monitoring the surrounding environmental parameters. Then the walking robot stepped forward and set up basic monitoring equipment and protective devices on the edge and inner wall of the crater. After a long while, the Secret Service agents wearing heavy protective clothing came forward to observe the situation in the crater.
A glimmer of light appeared in Song Cheng's eyes.
The Secret Service commander, who had extensive frontline experience, looked seriously at the object at the bottom of the pit - it was an irregularly shaped translucent white crystal with traces of melting and re-condensing on its surface. The soil around the crystal was still hot and emitting a faint white smoke. There were also tiny, dotted crystals scattered around the large crystal, slowly flickering and changing as if in response to the large crystal.
He heard an operator whispering behind him, with a hint of vigilance and tension in his voice: "This is the 'corpse' of the Dark Angel..."
"It's just some tiny pieces. Its main structure has 'evaporated' during the fall," Song Cheng said casually, and waved behind him, "Prepare for the recovery process - send a drone to do a contact test first."
After a while, Song Cheng retreated from the impact crater and came to the command vehicle.
"What about the other recovery teams?"
"Groups 2 and 3 are still searching within the search area given by the director. They haven't found the landing point of the wreckage yet. Group 4 just sent a message saying that they have found a small fragment and are conducting the first phase of contact testing," a Secret Service agent wearing headphones reported. "One unexpected situation is that the landing point of the small fragment is near a certain settlement, only 200 to 300 meters away from the isolation wall. Although the settlement itself is not damaged, because the landing point is very close and the local residents witnessed the flash of the angel's fall at close range, there may be some risks. An assessment team has already set out from the headquarters."
"Yeah," Song Cheng nodded, then looked up at the sky, "...it's going to be windy around here, and the forecast says there will be temporal turbulence. Once the container is loaded onto the vehicle, we'll have to evacuate it quickly - we finally have the weekend, don't let it fast forward to Monday the moment we open our eyes."
"receive!"
Song Cheng nodded, and just when he was about to go over to monitor the recycling progress in person, the communicator's expression suddenly changed, and then he quickly had a few words with a communication channel.
"Leader, something may have happened," the communicator raised his head, his tone changed a little, "Team Three just sent a call, they found an impact crater - but the crater is empty."
Song Cheng: “…What?!”
(End of this chapter)
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