Bai Li brought the food to the table, then turned to look for drinks in the refrigerator.

Over the years, he has basically integrated into the life of this world. Whether it is the three genders of ABO or the interstellar travel from time to time, Bai Li is no different from the people who were born and raised here.

If you insist on saying what is different, Bai Li thinks he is still very obsessed with the taste on the tip of his tongue.

The taste of meal replacement nutritional liquid is not too bad, and it can also meet the calories and nutrition needed by the human body, but Bai Li still prefers the hot rice porridge just out of the pot, and enjoys chewing the well-fried meat with fat and lean meat and the satisfaction of food passing through the esophagus.

The tastes of the people here are somewhat different from Bai Li's preferences. Bai Li still retains the taste and preference of his previous life, when he was born in a country rich in gourmet food. He had no choice but to prepare some food for himself from time to time.

Bai Li opened the refrigerator and found that there were no drinks to drink. He pulled out a bottle of unopened juice and glanced at the production date: "Xianhua, do you want some juice?"

After shouting and waiting for a few seconds without hearing a reply, Bai Li stood up with the juice and saw Lu Zhao sitting on the sofa, swiping his personal terminal vigorously, as if he didn't hear it at all. Bai

Li thought that the major general's work was quite busy, so he didn't plan to ask a second time. He washed two cups and put them on the dining table. He filled them with juice and shouted again: "Xianhua, I'm hungry!"

Lu Zhao then raised his head, looked at Bai Li, and stood up slowly.

Bai Li was confused by Lu Zhao's gaze, but he accepted all the gazes directed at him, and smiled naturally: "Look at me more, I feel very comfortable when you look at me."

Lu Zhao: "..." His mind was full of the phrase "a slut that is hard to come by in a century" on the forum.

The food on the table was steaming, and Lu Zhao was dizzy from the post on the forum. He came to his senses and smelled the unique fragrance of the food just out of the pot. His lips moved subconsciously. He hadn't eaten such hot food for a while. The last time he had it was at the military group dinner last month. He didn't eat two bites of the food, but drank a bellyful of wine.

Lu Zhao sat down opposite Bai Li, and Bai Li handed him a glass filled with juice.

Two bowls of steaming white porridge were on the table, and the tomato scrambled eggs were bright in color. A handful of chopped green onions were sprinkled on the dish when it came out of the pot, adding a little green between the bright red and tender yellow,

and the aroma was fresh and sweet. Lu Zhao sniffed and smelled a hint of spicy irritation that made him subconsciously reach out to rub his itchy nose. Only then did he notice that chili peppers were added to the radish fried meat, which made the burnt aroma of the fried meat have a savage taste.

"Can you handle spicy food?" Bai Li's hand had already grasped the chopsticks and was about to pick up a piece of meat. "I cook according to my own taste, you try it." He

was quite savage, not considering Lu Zhao's taste at all, very arrogant.

Lu Zhao immediately put aside his discomfort of being a soft-spoken person and took a sip of juice to whet his appetite.

Bai Li couldn't stop talking while eating, and he kept talking to Lu Zhao, who was so quiet: "I see you are very busy at work. You are still reading documents on your personal terminal at this time. When I was in the army, I gave this kind of work to the adjutant. You should use Huo Cun more. I see he is very idle. Find him something to do. Don't let him fight all the time and ruin the atmosphere of the game."

His words revealed that he was still thinking about the fact that he almost fell out of the top two. Bai Li couldn't believe that someone like Lu Zhao, who only trained and slept,

could be so absorbed in reading this. He asked, "Weren't you reading the document just now? You didn't even hear me calling you, Xianhua, what are you looking at so intently?" Lu Zhao could hear the

teasing in his words, so he ignored Bai Li. He finally understood that Bai Li was not just an average A. The more you compete with him, the more proud he will be.

Lu Zhao's chopsticks hovered over the fried tomato and egg and radish with pork. In the end, he couldn't resist the overbearing smell of the chili pepper, so he picked up a piece of meat and put it in his mouth, while casually saying, "Do you usually read the Empire Forum?"

"Of course I do, the people on the forum are very interesting," Bai Li didn't care about Lu Zhao's evasion of his question just now. As long as Lu Zhao didn't make him feel awkward, Bai Li would be very happy, "I often post." But if he posted once, he would be scolded for several days.

Lu Zhao said "hmm": "Then... what do you post on it?"

Bai Li didn't change his expression and said in a normal tone: "Post something about harmonious marriage relationships and encourage people to be good."

Lu Zhao couldn't catch his breath and coughed repeatedly.

Bai Li quickly put down his chopsticks, took out two napkins and handed them over: "If you can't eat spicy food, don't force yourself to eat it. There are fried eggs with tomatoes."

Lu Zhao covered his mouth with the tissue and coughed, waving his hands to indicate that he was fine. He lost his temper when he saw Bai Li now, and was even more amused by Bai Li's blatant rumors in the forum post, but he was too embarrassed to ask Bai Li what he thought. Bai Li was really good to do such a thing.

"Oh, I almost forgot." Bai Li picked up the personal terminal and took a photo of the food on the table.

Lu Zhao heard the sound of his message and drank a sip of juice to calm down: "What?" What kind of monster are you going to do?

Bai Li continued to eat after sending the message. He took away Lu Zhao's empty cup and poured new juice into it: "I haven't cooked in the past few days. Today, I made such a delicious meal. I took a photo to show my brother in the research institute."

"Do you cook often?" Lu Zhao slowed down and took a chopstick of tomato scrambled eggs.

Lu Zhao raised his eyebrows as soon as he put it in his mouth. It tasted good. It might be because the tomatoes were grown in soil. The taste was very strong. Although Bai Li's cooking was not as delicate as in hotels and restaurants, it gave him a warm and comfortable feeling. Lu Zhao liked it very much.

Bai Li ate and talked: "Not often, I cook from time to time. I can't cook difficult dishes, so I just cook something simple and easy to learn."

Lu Zhao began to challenge the spicy radish fried meat again: "Why don't you ask someone to cook?"

The young masters and ladies in the aristocratic circle are all coquettish and well-fed. Of course, they will not only satisfy the taste of meal replacement nutritional liquid. Most of them have hired chefs. There are also many such cases in the military. Lu Zhao has seen a lot of them.

Bai Li shook his head: "Other people's cooking is not to my taste."

Although he only ate a few bites, Lu Zhao also felt that Bai Li's taste is heavy, and the taste of the main star of the empire is mainly light. This kind of spicy radish fried meat is the first time Lu Zhao has eaten it, and the spiciness makes his tongue hurt.

"Hmm, it's delicious." Lu Zhao gasped because of the spiciness, but he didn't plan to stop, alternating between radish fried meat and tomato scrambled eggs.

Bai Li looked up at him and said, "Xianhua, you are the only one who complimented me on my cooking."

Lu Zhao was surprised, "Really? Impossible."

"Really," Bai Li smiled, "Because this is my first time cooking for someone else."

Lu Zhao paused and subconsciously looked at Bai Li.

By chance, Bai Li's personal terminal rang with a message notification sound. He picked it up and took a look, laughing happily: "My friend in the research institute saw my photo and replied to my message."

Lu Zhao asked: "Is he flattering you?"

"Forget it," Bai Li was overjoyed, "He said, 'Are you fucking bored?'"

Lu Zhao: "..." You are really good.

"Do you want to eat tomorrow?" Bai Li looked at the personal terminal for a while, and there were messages coming in. Situ kept scolding him, "If you want to eat, I have to go to the supermarket to buy vegetables. I won't go to the research institute for the time being. I'm afraid he will beat me."

Lu Zhao couldn't help but curled his lips.

He felt that Bai Li lived a very extraordinary life. The angrier others were, the happier he was. You said he was picking on others on purpose, but that didn't seem to be true. At least Lu Zhao felt that Bai Li was easy to get along with and had never picked on him on purpose.

"I have something to do tomorrow," Lu Zhao remembered something, "The new recruits will have a mecha combat training tomorrow."

Bai Li was quite surprised: "Why, you're training them yourself?" Major generals usually don't do this kind of work.

Lu Zhao said in a light tone: "This batch of new recruits is quite interesting."

Bai Li became interested: "Tell me about it."

Lu Zhao drank his white porridge without raising his head: "You talk too much and need to practice."

This steady tone with a hint of "you're dead" made Bai Li think of his grandfather who had passed away. Before beating him every time, Mr. Bai would give the reason for beating him in such a concise way.

Bai Li didn't know what bad things those recruits had done to get into the crosshairs of Major General Lu Zhao, but Bai Li firmly stated his position: "Okay, sure, it's very stable, you can beat them, children can't become talents without beatings." He filled Lu Zhao's glass with juice again, "Eat more and drink more, Major General, don't get tired tomorrow, we have to work hard, talents are not cultivated in one day, you have to cultivate for a few more days."

Lu Zhao raised his eyelids and looked at him, tried to hold back, but couldn't help it, and said: "Do you have any ideas on the forum?"

Bai Li stopped drinking porridge, looked at Lu Zhao, and immediately understood what he meant. Bai Li put down the bowl: "Yes."

Lu Zhao imitated Bai Li's tone: "Tell me more."

Bai Li stroked his hair: "So many people are jealous, I am really the focus of everyone's attention."

Lu Zhao: "...You should eat more too." Shut up your mouth.

The two of them quickly finished the whole pot of porridge, and there was no food left. Lu Zhao was not good at eating spicy food, and he was sweating from the spiciness, but he still ate half a plate, which made Bai Li laugh.

After eating, you have to wash the dishes. This is not as convenient as the nutritional solution. You can throw it away after drinking it, without any worries.

Bai Li took two plates to the sink first. Just as he was about to go back to get the rest, he saw Lu Zhao had already gathered the remaining dishes and brought them over, and squeezed them into the sink.

"Put it here." Bai Li pointed at the sink with his chin.

Lu Zhao said nothing, put the bowls and chopsticks in the sink, opened the drain and started washing the dishes.

"Okay, Major General brother is very well-mannered, unlike those who only eat and do not work, he has a very high level of class consciousness." Bai Li praised him.

Lu Zhao said, "Why do I remember that you were older than me when I registered for marriage?"

Bai Li said, "I am older than you."

Lu Zhao: "..." There is a reason why others say you are shameless.

In order to show that he is also very class-conscious and well-educated, Bai Li did not leave, but stood there and washed his own dishes.

Two big men were crowded in front of the sink. The kitchen looked quite spacious, but with the two of them squeezed in, it seemed that it was in urgent need of expansion.

"Xianhua, does Huo Cun have work tonight?" Bai Li asked while washing.

Lu Zhao thought for a moment and said, "No, I'm not busy lately."

After saying that, he heard Bai Li curse, "Fuck, I'm not going to fight tonight."

Lu Zhao couldn't help but laughed.

After washing and wiping, Lu Zhao and Bai Li prepared to go back to their respective bedrooms.

To put it bluntly, this marriage is more like a cooperative relationship. The two had set some rules before the marriage. Bai Li would not interfere with Lu Zhao's work. Lu Zhao would provide Bai Li with military connections when he needed it. As for that aspect, the two tacitly did not mention it.

Lu Zhao returned to the bedroom and prepared to watch the military section of the Empire Forum. He had time to read these because he was free recently. He was shocked by the entertainment section today, so he had to read something in his professional field to clean his mind.

Just after lying down, the robot butler knocked on the door and came in, with a small tray on his head, and a small bottle of milk on the tray.

Lu Zhao picked it up and looked at it. There was a line of words written on the packaging label of the milk bottle: "Flowers, spicy food stimulates the stomach, two mouthfuls."

The robot butler left happily with the empty tray. Lu Zhao drank milk and fiddled with the personal terminal. He was reading a post about the problems of the indigenous people of a certain satellite star, and Huo Cun sent a text message.

Huo Cun: "Major General, what is Bai Li doing? He is not online in the virtual battle. I am going to rank up tonight!"

Lu Zhao looked at the milk in his hand, and then looked at Huo Cun's text message, wondering why I got married and gave it to your grandson, right? It would be fine if it was any other time, but today I am eating and drinking at other people's expense, and you are still competing with me for ranking. Go, go, go, go, go for your master. He raised his hand and sent a text message: "He is tired and has fallen asleep. Don't bother him." Cooking is also very tiring. You should take a break.

Huo Cun: "..." He is tired at only a few o'clock. It turns out that Bai Li is really not good enough.

The next day, when Lu Zhao got up, Bai Li had already gone out. He left a note for him and stuck it on the head of the robot butler.

Lu Zhao picked it up and read it. It said: "I am going to the research institute. If my brother beats me, I will report your name."

The two characters "Bai Li" signed below were written very boldly, just like the real person.

Lu Zhao folded the note and put it aside, patted the robot butler's round head, and took two bottles of nutrient solution from its raised little arm, one bottle of meal replacement type and one bottle of repair type.

Bai Li still remembered that he had been injured and needed to take the repair type nutrient solution for a long time.

After changing his clothes, Lu Zhao went downstairs and drove to the military base. As soon as the car drove out of the residential area, Huo Cun called in and reported to Lu Zhao about several tasks to be handled today.

Basically, there was nothing big, mainly some written documents, Huo Cun told Lu Zhao and handled it himself. Lu Zhao has been on the fighting route since he joined the First Legion. Basically, he was asked to participate in all major battles. Lu Zhao was smart, able to command and fight, and had a good physique and mental strength. He was adept at driving mechas and was one of the best figures in the legion. Therefore, no one had ever asked him to do these kinds of document-related things himself. There was no need. As long as he could fight, it would be fine.

After Huo Cun finished his report, Lu Zhao suddenly said, "Aren't the new recruits going to the mecha simulation warehouse for training today? Instructor officer, add me."

Huo Cun didn't understand: "Major General, you don't need to lead new recruits at your level."

Lu Zhao said indifferently, "I don't lead new recruits."

Huo Cun: "Then what are you doing...?"

Lu Zhao thought for a long time, but couldn't find a suitable answer. He suddenly remembered what Bai Li said yesterday and blurted out, "I encourage people to be good."

Huo Cun: "?"

Huo Cun still didn't understand, but it didn't matter whether he understood or not, because he would do whatever Lu Zhao told him to do.

It was very convenient to add a quota for training officers, especially to add Lu Zhao. As soon as the news came out, the new recruits were furious.

Although there are many new recruits in their batch, it would be good if half of them can stay in the First Army in the end. Some unqualified people will be eliminated during the assessment period. Even if they are qualified, they may not be able to go to the front line of mecha, let alone train with officers of Lu Zhao's level. It is worth it

even if they get beaten to have the opportunity to see the style of the Imperial Eagle.

The new recruits were like chickens with blood. They waited in the mecha simulation warehouse training room early. Led by several instructors, they first adapted to the simulation warehouse of the First Army. They had also trained for a period of time before and were already familiar with the simulation warehouse. It is said to be adapted, but in fact it is just a warm-up.

Lu Zhao did not take the training of new recruits seriously. He drove the suspension vehicle to the base of the First Army. Today, Lu Zhao didn't ask Huo Cun to drive the car, so he forgot to connect the system to the military. When he turned on the radio, the system in the car automatically connected to the Kingdom of Heaven Popular Network, and just jumped to a morning radio station. The two hosts of the radio station were discussing some recent major events. Lu Zhao was not surprised to hear his own name and Bai Li's name.

Because of his marriage to Lu Zhao, Bai Li's name returned to the public eye, and some of his early deeds in the military were dug up and mentioned again, but the outside world was more concerned about Bai Li's current situation.

The two hosts' words were okay, not as sarcastic as Lu Zhao thought. One of the hosts obviously had a good impression of Bai Li and mentioned several of Bai Li's outstanding battles in the military, but in the end he quickly turned to Bai Li's current situation.

After Bai Li retired from the military, he took over the industries left by his father. There were people in charge of these things. Bai Li himself rarely showed up and kept a low profile in recent years. It was only heard that he invested in a research institute to develop artificial intelligence products for ordinary residents and made a lot of money. The person

in charge of the research institute was also the main force leading the research and development. He was Bai Li's classmate when he was in the military academy and focused on mecha research. Therefore, in addition to developing artificial intelligence products, the research institute invested by Bai Li also involved in mecha research.

Although the two hosts were talking heatedly, there was no substantive information. Lu Zhao listened in a disjointed manner and was a little surprised to hear that the research institute invested by Bai Li was involved in mecha research. He thought that Bai Li no longer cared about anything related to the past after leaving the military.

The radio station couldn't get around Bai Li's current development and the impact of his marriage to Lu Zhao on him. They couldn't say anything else.

This was mainly because Bai Li was a very independent person. Although he was often active on forums and blogs, he basically never mentioned his life, so the outside world could only dig up the gossip about his past. The

outside world's speculation about Bai Li pieced together an image of a frustrated and downtrodden person, and recently the new highlight was that he was a gigolo.

Lu Zhao was impatient and turned off the radio.

After a while, Lu Zhao sent a message to Huo Cun: "How to let the outside world know that a person thinks differently from them?"

Huo Cun: "?"

Huo Cun was puzzled holding his phone. He wondered if the major general had changed his personality and started to care about the outside world's evaluation of him.

Huo Cun carefully sent a message: "Show your good side more often? Do something different so that people will think you are awesome. I see those little stars package themselves like this. They post their daily life photos on their blogs when they have nothing to do. Singles show fitness photos and so on, and married people show love photos."

Lu Zhao was thoughtful and ignored Huo Cun's questioning. He pulled out his hand and clicked on Bai Li's communication number and sent a message to Bai Li.

Lu Zhao: "Give me a photo of yesterday's dinner?"

Bai Li didn't know what he was doing, and replied very quickly: "What's wrong with the flowers? Are you hungry? Looking at plums to quench your thirst?" Then he sent another photo taken yesterday.

Lu Zhao took a closer look. Hmm, the fried tomato and eggs were tempting, and the fried meat was fat and lean, and it looked good.

He logged into his almost dusty blog account. He was required by the military to apply for this account after he entered the First Corps. As soon as he applied, he had to verify his real name. The military originally wanted Lu Zhao to do some personal image publicity to the outside world, but Lu Zhao was too lazy to take care of it. Apart from issuing some important statements, he rarely logged into his blog. The profile picture was made by Huo Cun and Han Miao, which was a photo of Lu Zhao that was secretly taken.

Lu Zhao posted the photo of the dinner and hesitated for a while when adding the caption.

I have to write something, but what should I write? It's too intimate, Lu Zhao can't stand it, one because it's his personality, and the other because he and Bai Li didn't really have anything to do. He just felt guilty towards Bai Li and wanted to do something for Bai Li, just like Bai Li would prepare nutrient solution for him in the morning.

Lu Zhao pondered for a long time, and finally decided to write according to his own intuitive feelings: "Bai Li's cooking is delicious."

Click to send.

The suspended car drove all the way to the base of the First Corps. When Lu Zhao got off the car, he recalled the content he had just posted in his mind. It was very lifelike, very daily, and very low-key. There was nothing wrong with it. It was good.

Yes, it was good.