Him and their stars

Located in the Ronghui Building in the Greenport District of Nephi, the capital of the Free Galaxy Alliance, the huge TV screen placed on the side of the lobby wall on the first floor is playing major news broadcast by the Nephi Star Network.

In the past, news would have been nothing more than a background for everyone to chat about.

But now, the hundreds of diners in the hall were quietly watching the man's speech on the TV.

He is the Prime Minister of the Empire and Minister of the Privy Council, Count Valpolis. He is currently in the Proclamation Hall of the Prime Minister's Palace in Tianyu, representing the entire empire and reporting to the entire galaxy.

"Therefore, despite the differences in international relations, since the establishment of the Galactic Civilization Parliament, the Holy Galactic Empire has always advocated the establishment of an equal and indivisible security system in the universe known by civilized society. This is an urgent need for the entire international community The system is the only system that can allow the entire universe to prosper, develop and progress.

We once thought that this would be achievable.

In May of this year, we signed a safety guarantee agreement in the sacred Huaxu. We signed the "Makuba Agreement" with all civilized races and countries in the galaxy to jointly develop the Dawn Star Territory. We approved the Community's "Aromatic Waterway Plan" and invested a lot of manpower and material resources to implement it steadily. The Galactic Empire calls on all countries to engage in sincere dialogue, engage in sincere cooperation, and resolve all differences with real progress and development on the basis of taking into account and respecting each other's interests and customs.

However, our sincerity was betrayed. You have seen that while the Blue Star Community signed a series of cooperation plans with us, it took in defectors carrying our country's military secrets.

We can even infer that the defectors are likely to be the Blue Star Community and the spies who collude with the forces and countries behind it. This is an unquestionable act of war, and we..."

The TV screen flashed immediately, and Prime Minister Valpolis's speech stopped abruptly. The screen switched to a huge freight platform that stretched out into the vast sky. Countless mechas and armored vehicles stood in a neat queue on the take-off and landing platform. At first glance, it really looks like they are on a transport platform and they are being sent into the huge cabin one by one. Far away from them, more majestic warships slowly sailed towards the other end of the star sea, and their jumps were lost under the recording of the camera lens.

The famous current affairs reporter based in the Sky Territory of Nephi Star Network was holding a microphone to the camera and broadcasting in a strict manner: "Relevant people in the empire stated that this is just a special military operation to punish the current government of the Blue Star Community. The purpose is to demand The Blue Star Community handed over the defectors and the planners of related espionage activities and made corresponding compensation. It was not aimed at innocent ordinary citizens of the earth. In addition to the sixty-seven galaxies with important defense facilities such as Tianyu, the expatriates of the Blue Star Community , tourists and international students, etc. will not be treated separately and placed under residential surveillance."

His expression was relatively calm and his voice was still clear, but many viewers could clearly see the sweat stains on his forehead.

It wasn't until the screen on the TV switched to the list of "sixty-seven galaxies with important defense facilities" that some noise gradually returned to the hall.

"...This, this, this, this, the hell, a fight? Treason? That's ridiculous!"

"Of course it's nonsense. The imperial devils are really too disrespectful when they are not human! Really, isn't there any passing goddess sister who has suffered from these greedy evil dragons?"

"However, this has nothing to do with our alliance, right? I just don't know if business will be difficult next year! I bought shares of "New World Development Bank"!"

"The "New World Development Bank" seems to be guaranteed by the Red Rose Foundation. It should be fine... right? Probably."

"Hey, hey, hey, don't scare me, you guy!"

"Why are you scared? I've told you many times. Funds will ruin your life, and stock trading will ruin your life for three generations. You see, even the big guy opposite only dares to buy some insurance or something. Right? Big boss?"

"I'm just worried about our Ronghui Building! Didn't it say that many ingredients and seasonings have to be transported by air from the earth? What if they can't be transported? Aren't we unable to eat such delicious earthly dishes?"

"You actually believe this? You said the green peppercorns are shipped from Jincheng, aren't they from the hydroponic farm outside the city?"

"I believe it, my wife believes it, and my children believe it. People, you always have to believe something in this life."

"...Okay, actually I'm more worried about Mr. Liu. Isn't he from Earth?"

"What are you worried about? Mr. Liu has been a Nephite for a long time. He is now a Nephite of Citigroup. Do you understand?"

"But I heard Master Liu say it last time. He was worried about his nephew and the ancestral graves in his hometown, and wanted to go back by himself."

"Ah, this is really nerve-wracking. Someone must come and persuade him!"

Well, from the perspective of the Nephites, they are the legitimate children of the most beautiful area, and they are born to be the superior people in "Rome". Even if they don't say so with their mouths, they naturally have a strong sense of superiority in their hearts.

After all, the Free Galaxy Alliance is one of the overlords of the universe. Even though it bills itself as a beacon of free trade and democracy, its conquests never stop. But these old Nephites, who have always been in Huaqi, have indeed not heard the sound of war for more than a thousand years. Even in the most intense Third Galactic War that year, the flames of war never burned the central region of the Alliance.

For the men of the old alliance, let alone the war between the community and the empire, even if the alliance and the community fought, their emotions would still be very stable, and the war on the front line would be nothing more than a conversation after dinner.

In other words, if it weren't for the fact that Ronghuilou is an earth cuisine restaurant and Mr. Liu is regarded as one of the family members by the gourmets, this matter wouldn't even be worthy of their concern.

What, are you talking about the Ice Valley City in the Northern Continent of Nephi? Isn't that just a group of mud-legged riots? Could it turn into a civil war?

In comparison, Mr. Liu Dachang, the contemporary "Galaxy God of Cookery" and "Immortal of the Food Path", the head of Ronghui House, has returned to China and will no longer be able to enjoy his craftsmanship. This is the top priority.

Of course, war is one thing for Mr. Citi. For international students, it's a completely different story.

"We want to organize and march to the Imperial Embassy in Nephi to protest."

"Parade? You still dare to march? You went to the parade last time, and you said you cooperated with Ice Valley City, but everyone was blacklisted, right? Are you being checked by the police every day? It's embarrassing for us innocent classmates Students were also called for questioning and almost missed their exams.”

"...Then, let's organize a fundraiser? We have to do something, right?"

"What's there to do? Anyway, after graduation, I can find a way to get a blue card."

"If you take the blue card, the earth will no longer be your motherland?"

"No, no, once I get the blue card, I am an Alliance citizen. Don't keep saying this in front of me. I'm afraid the Alliance Immigration Bureau will misunderstand."

"What a good dog!"

"You are the only people in the frugal society who are arrogant? Don't you usually just hug each other with a stick of clay to keep warm? We superiors are more educated than you. But now, now you are on the blacklist. Do you know that you are a terrorist organization? ?Put your tail between your legs and be low-key!"

"You are indeed disgusting! Isn't your father a member of the Communist Party of China? Didn't your grandfather and great-grandfather serve as officials for the colonial government of the empire? I heard that every day when you get up, you have to kowtow to the sky three times and nine times. Yes, why did you jump left and right and come to the alliance? You are disloyal! A disloyal dog is too disgusting to make soup. Do you understand this? "

When the purple-haired girl got out of her car, she happened to see a fight between international students from Earth. She sighed slightly, clapped her hands, and said loudly: "You can't do this. You can't do this, you know?"

No one paid attention to her. So, without saying a word, she picked up a green bamboo pole from the flower stand next to it - this thing was actually the leftover consumables for the earth garden landscape in the restaurant.

"You red deer, black donkeys, and humpback lizards on the Losar Wasteland! If you have the energy, go to the Community Embassy to sign up for the army! Why do you show off your authority in front of other people's shops? And you! You maggots, you have grown A duck-necked woodchuck, even the Troll of Myshandar speaks better than you!"

Three minutes later, Miss Fleur, with a satisfied smile, still walked into the restaurant of Ronghui Building with girlish and light steps.

Now she is just Frederica Wilbart, the part-time store manager of Ronghuilou, a disciple of Mr. Liu, the contemporary god of cooking, an ordinary JK... Well, this talented girl has actually been admitted to Ocean University in advance. She was able to enter school early the year before last, but she had no plans to become an adult in advance and decided to enjoy her rosy youth as an underage middle school student.

Just after entering the lobby of Ronghui Building, the girl heard a familiar diner shouting to her: "Hey, little store manager, little store manager Fulei, did you hear that Teacher Liu is leaving?"

"Who said he was leaving? The teacher is now the honorary president of the Nephi Gourmet Association, and he has to participate in the judging of next year's Master of Chefs Conference. He will never leave."

The categorical words of the young store manager immediately put the diners at ease. Her immediate words, "Each guest will receive a bowl of glutinous rice balls, and I will cook them myself" brought the atmosphere to its peak.

Therefore, at this happy moment, the haze of war lingering on Ronghuilou, a restaurant from a distant earth, was completely lost.

She entered her own private kitchen, put on the apron skillfully, and actually took out the fillings and rice dumpling powder to prepare herself.

However, when the cheerful girl started to boil the water, a hint of ridicule and a smile that contained a dangerous and unpredictable secret crept onto the corner of her mouth. This is certainly not a smile that belongs to a girl.

"I told you on the first day, Lawbreaker, this is my spiritual resting place. You are not allowed to come here to disturb me. As long as you show up, there is a risk of exposure. How can I find a second soul?" The place where I belong is gone." The purple-haired girl wrapped the glutinous rice balls with skillful movements that seemed to have been honed for decades, and said in a voice that almost only she could hear:

"You'd better say something serious and don't let me kill you right now."

A boy with fair skin and delicate features who could even be considered cute like Yuxue also appeared in the kitchen, as if he had emerged from the water vapor in the pot. He was half a head shorter than Fleur, an underage girl, and he had the appearance of a harmless elementary school student.

"Is Mr. Liu really not leaving? He wanted to pack his luggage and go back alone two days ago, but Mrs. Lena found out and the two had a big fight."

He also produced a refreshing and pure tone that was no different from that of a primary school student, but his tone was old-fashioned, which made it seem particularly weird.

"You know everything." Fleur glanced at the other party coldly.

"I also like the delicacies here. As a spellbreaker, I have been in the Void Fortress for twenty years, and I can only watch space amoebas baring their teeth every day. It was Ronghuilou and Mr. Liu who saved my sense of smell and taste. Aesthetic!" The lawbreaker said sincerely: "As a fan of the contemporary god of food, isn't it reasonable to come here to eat every day?"

Although his appearance is different every time he uses it.

"Because the hearing is too sensitive, wouldn't it be more reasonable to hear the quarrel between Mr. Liu and Mrs. Liu?"

At this time, Fleur, with a hand speed beyond human imagination, had completely wrapped a hundred glutinous rice balls and started to put them into the pot. She said casually: "Don't worry. Teacher Liu, Aunt Lena, and the passports of An An and Lele. There will be some problems during this time. The immigration office in Nefi will show unprecedented inefficiency, and they will not be able to leave Nefi in a short period of time. I can't do this, but some people can."

"But this seems to only have a temporary effect. Why not use some small means? Mr. Liu and his family are mortals after all, and they will not notice at all... Oh, I'm sorry, sorry."

The Spellbreaker quickly stopped what he was saying. In front of him, the soup pot was still boiling with boiling water, but behind the steam, there was a sharp metallic light shining directly at his throat.

Those are ice needles formed directly from water vapor.

"Oh, it's so scary, so scary, so scary." The spellbreaker quickly raised his hands: "I'm sorry, I'm just talking too much."

He is the chief lawbreaker of the "Thirteen Faces" and has always been the double-red stick of the world-circling snake. Now that he needs to take action, this new underage "Ms. Past" must be no match for him. What's more, his master will always only be "the future", and there is no affiliation relationship with the other two "alliance leaders".

But at this time, he felt an extremely terrifying and deadly sense of oppression.

"Uh, go over, ma'am, we can't do anything here."

"Look at you, you make me look like a boring and troublesome bad girl." The girl let out a crisp laugh: "Don't worry, I didn't do anything, I just reminded you that the leaders of each generation are different. There are different ways of getting along. I just stated my attitude again. This Ronghui Building is a place for people to rest their souls. Even the sister of Hongqiangwei's family has acquiesced in this. "

"This is indeed a faux pas. I promise you that the same thing will never happen in the future."

Fleur smiled noncommittally, clapped her hands, and then the cook and waiter entered the kitchen. The strange thing is that they didn't seem to see the lawbreaker beside them at all.

The girl signaled them to send the cooked glutinous rice balls out to be plated. After the waiters left, he found a chair and sat down, turning on the TV.

The vast starry sky suddenly appeared on the TV screen. In the center of the picture, in the dark deep sky, various interlaced beams of light are flashing continuously, gorgeous yet dangerous, gorgeous yet terrifying, it is clearly the scene of a battle between the space fleets.

"Well, let's get back to business. I hope you bring some good news."

Frederica Wilbart, the young owner of the Zixinhui Group, the store manager and trainee chef of Ronghui House, a disciple of the contemporary God of Cookery, a preparatory student of Ocean University, a minor JK who is harmless to humans and animals, and the most famous person in the world. Snake's new "past" looked at his colleagues with a dangerous and coquettish smile.