24 hours to save the world

Inside the restaurant.

There are 16 decks on the luxury cruise ship, and there are dozens of restaurants. The most luxurious one is the indoor restaurant on the 15th floor. Here are five-star chefs from all over the world. When guests have needs, no matter how unique the taste is, the chefs can adjust the dishes according to the guests' tastes.

The task of the chefs tonight is to make delicious and nutritious dishes to present to customers.

If they hear such broad requirements, they will slap them directly without being told by others, but who said that the person who made this request is the owner?

There is no way, the chefs all used their own housekeeping skills. More than a dozen world-famous chefs helped the most experienced chef, and finally prepared a series of dishes waiting to be served.

So, Zhu Shijiu saw the most advanced food he had ever seen in his life.

What was now in front of Zhu Shijiu was a brown steak cut into vertical strips, with a highly saturated brown sauce on top, and a rich aroma. Just the smell made Zhu Shijiu's stomach feel physically hungry and gurgle.

Zhu Shijiu took the knife and fork and cut a large piece directly into his mouth.

Zhu Shijiu had only one thought about the taste.

-- The meat was salty.

Hmm. That was it.

Obviously, the taste buds had all the tastes that a normal person should have, and the meat in his mouth was also very good. Just a small bite would make people feel that the meat was juicy and exuded an extremely rich taste.

But the nerve signals transmitted to the brain were all transformed into the simplest evaluation. Sour, sweet, bitter, spicy and salty, Zhu Shijiu could only use these most basic concepts to describe the meat in his mouth. The rich taste did not cause the brain to instinctively feel happy. He just knew that he was chewing a piece of meat, that's all.

"Hmm, it's delicious."

Zhu Shijiu smiled and gave his evaluation.

The chef standing by the dining table also breathed a sigh of relief: "As long as it's delicious, it's my honor to serve you!"

The middle-aged chef didn't know where Zhu Shijiu came from, but he knew that if his dishes as a chef could not satisfy this guest, he might be laid off tomorrow. Fortunately, it seemed that the guest's evaluation was not bad.

Wang Chong also took a fork and poked a small piece of beef into his mouth, explaining like a food connoisseur.

"This is the best Kobe beef. Apart from anything else, I have eaten so-called Kobe beef all over the world, and most of them give me the feeling of inferior products, but I can guarantee that the beef on this ship is absolutely genuine. It is freshly slaughtered from the Kobe beef slaughterhouse and then transported to this ship by helicopter. Even though the distance is far, we have used the most advanced preservation technology to not destroy the texture of the meat."

"It's really delicious!" Zhu Shijiu gave Wang Chong a thumbs up.

However, when the chef looked at the two black soldiers sitting next to the dining table, his eyebrows twitched.

"Why don't these two guests eat?"

The black soldier glanced at the chef coldly, his eyes were no different from looking at a dead object.

The chef was frightened and stepped back repeatedly, his face pale.

One of the black soldiers directly picked up the plate and left his seat, while the other black soldier remained upright, his eyes as sharp as an eagle.

Wang Chong looked at the black soldier who left, and was puzzled for a moment.

"Wait...what are you going to do?!"

The chef's voice sounded in the restaurant.

Everyone looked and saw the chef chasing him, with cold sweat on his face and trembling all over, blocking the black soldier.

The black soldier stood still with the steak still emitting heat.

The two stood at the door of the toilet.

The black soldier answered coldly with two words: "Eat."

"Eat in the toilet?!" The chef's voice was distorted with fear.

He suspected that this man dressed in black and wearing a mask was going to go to the toilet directly to throw away the steak.

However, Hei Bing's answer was still concise and powerful.

"Yes."

Chef: "..."

"Get out of the way." Zhu Shijiu retracted his gaze and said to the chef, "My friend just doesn't want his face to be seen. Don't make a fuss."

The chef was already very scared, but after listening to Zhu Shijiu's words, he hesitated for a long time and finally chose to get out of the way.

The spiritual quality of a top chef finally lost to the instinct of survival.

He didn't want the guests to eat in the toilet, but the guests' habits were too strange and he couldn't stop them.

Wang Chong muttered in a low voice: "Is it so strictly confidential? Even eating has to avoid other people's sight?"

"Haha." Zhu Shijiu smiled faintly, "Don't talk about you, even I haven't seen what they look like."

Wang Chong couldn't complain.

As a non-staff member, he certainly couldn't understand the strict confidentiality of the Black Soldier Organization. Black soldiers are a type of soldier that has eliminated all sense of existence in society. Once they become Black Soldiers, their true faces cannot be shown to others, and they even have to abandon their names and call themselves by code names instead.

So how could a Black Soldier reveal his face in front of Wang Chong and under surveillance?

Zhu Shijiu guessed that even if a Black Soldier went to the toilet to eat, he might have to check whether there were any hidden cameras in the toilet.

He said to Wang Chong: "Don't worry about him, he will be back soon."

"Okay..."

Just when he was halfway through his words, Wang Chong stopped talking.

Because the black soldier came out of the toilet.

"I'll go, so quickly?!"

"Of course. After all, they eat to eat, not to enjoy the taste of the food. When they eat, they just need to force the food into their mouths and swallow it."

The black soldier who came out of the toilet put the plate on the table, while the other black soldier picked up the plate and walked to the toilet. Not long after, he came back with an empty plate and sat back down.

"But even if that's the case, aren't they afraid of indigestion?"

"It doesn't matter, because not only the physical fitness of the black soldiers has reached the peak of human beings, but their digestive ability is also the same."

Wang Chong admitted that he admired him again at this moment.

Strong digestion ability means that the body can absorb nutrients faster, and the muscle gain after exercise will be much stronger than that of ordinary people.

He looked at Zhu Shijiu, who was as skinny as a stick in his current state.

He had no doubt that Zhu Shijiu would be able to replenish his body's consumption by eating for a few more days, return to its original state, and even become stronger.

"Forget it, it looks like they didn't enjoy the food more. It's a pity."

Zhu Shijiu nodded and smiled: "It is indeed a pity."

...Although he couldn't enjoy the delicious food.

Just as the two of them were eating steak happily, suddenly, several noisy voices sounded outside the restaurant.

"Brother Chong, Brother Chong, where are you?!"

"Xiao Wang, why don't you come quickly to greet me, grandpa?"

"Wang Chong, get out of here!"

"Haha, I found it, here! It's the only place guarded by bodyguards!"

The restaurant door was pushed open.

Zhu Shijiu and Wang Chong looked towards the door and saw a group of eight young men and women of similar age appearing at the door.

At this moment, Zhu Shijiu's eyes met with their collective gaze.

However, they only glanced at Zhu Shijiu, and then set their sights on Wang Chong.

"Brother Wang, you are so unkind! You didn't call us when you were marching on the sea, so we tolerated it. You didn't come to greet us when we got to the boat, so we tolerated it. But you hid here and ate delicious food without even calling us. I think you've been wandering lately. Are you looking down on us or something?"

Wang Chong had a black line on his face and looked helplessly at Zhu Shijiu, and then at his friends like him.

"Go, go, go! Didn't you see that I was busy!"

"busy?"

Everyone glanced at Zhu Shijiu who was still calmly eating with a knife and fork.

Those who are outspoken will ask directly: "Who is this?"

The question is straightforward though. But no one was rude, and no one was a fool. The guests who were treated so seriously by Wang Chong were definitely not minions, not to mention that there were two well-dressed people sitting next to Zhu Shijiu, one on the left and one on the right. People's black soldiers.

They just want an explanation.

Wang Chong looked at Zhu Shijiu again: "This..."

It was because of the current situation that he didn't want Zhu Shijiu to meet his friends. It was hard to find an excuse.

Facing Wang Chong's pleading look, Zhu Shijiu said: "Nobody, no need to worry about him."

After finishing speaking, he stuffed the last piece of steak into his mouth, then looked at the chef: "The next dish."

The chef nodded quickly and went to the back kitchen to bring out the next dish.

The next dish was a meat dish. A large lobster meat was cut into more than ten pieces. The front and back of each piece of lobster meat were inlaid with thin emerald green cucumber slices, and the outside was wrapped with dozens of delicate golden thin slices. Thin shredded chicken, topped with rich meat sauce, each piece is neatly placed in the center of the plate, surrounded by cucumber slices sprinkled with fine white sugar.

"This dish..." The chef was about to introduce it.

"It's a bit less." Zhu Shijiu said, "I'm not used to eating such delicate things. The beauty of a dish is meaningless to me. If I want to serve it, I suggest it be something that can fill me up quickly. Dishes for your belly.”

The chef choked and looked at Wang Chong with a helpless expression.

Let me go, who is this person? So cool?

Everyone who was ignored felt unhappy at the same time.

Normally, they would have started complaining, but now they were still rational. Seeing Zhu Shijiu ignoring them so arrogantly, no matter how unhappy they were, they had to endure it for Wang Chong's sake.

Zhu Shi stabbed the lobster meat on the plate with his fork, opened his mouth wide and stuffed it all into his mouth in one go.

"A starving ghost is reincarnated..." someone muttered softly.

Wang Chong instantly glared at them with sharp eyes, but for a moment he couldn't tell who said what.

Zhu Shijiu didn't take it seriously, swallowed the food in his mouth, and grinned at the eight young men and women.

"Everyone, would you like to sit down and have something to eat together?"

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