Infinite Cafetaria

Chapter 57 City Manager

"what happened?"

Lao Wang asked when he saw Ma Lu tiptoeing out of the kitchen.

Ma Lu lowered his voice, "I think you are right about the pigeon. I found that pigeon upstairs opposite is spying on us."

 “No, it’s just an ordinary pigeon.” Lao Wang shook his head.

"Um?"

 Ma Lu couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, "Okay."

At this time, it happened to be time for the oven. Malu went to rinse his mouth and spit out the toothbrush foam in his mouth. He was about to go back to the kitchen to eat bread, but after taking two steps, he thought of something and stopped, looking suspicious.

“Wait a minute, you haven’t seen that pigeon, why are you so sure it’s not spying on us?”

"Because I met the pigeon that was monitoring us last night." Old Wang said, "And strictly speaking, he is not a pigeon."

  ? ? ?

 Ma Lu took a breath, "So there is really a guy who has been monitoring us. How long has this been going on?"

"Four days." Old Wang said, "Since we first met the urban management officer, he has been watching us."

 “Damn it, why didn’t I notice it before?”

"There are many pigeons on this planet. According to my observation, most humans don't care about pigeons around them. In a sense, pigeons are invisible in your society, so I can understand why he chose Pigeon as active form.”

 “Who is he and why is he staring at us?” Malu asked again.

However, this time Lao Wang did not answer, but said, "You can ask him directly. When you fell asleep last night, we just chatted briefly and made an appointment to talk in detail after you wake up. Calculating the time, he It’s almost time.”

While the two were talking, a tile-gray pigeon landed on the edge of the balcony.

Ma Lu walked to the balcony, opened the window, and tried to invite the gray pigeon, "Uh... come in and sit down?"

However, the gray pigeon just tilted its head and looked at him without moving, and then made a cooing sound.

"I suspect it is swearing," Malu lowered his voice and said to Old Wang, "but I have no evidence."

“It’s just not sure you’re going to hurt it.”

 A voice answered, but it was not Lao Wang who spoke, but another white dove.

 It flew in through the open window, folded its wings, and landed steadily on the sofa in the living room.

 “Wow, you can actually talk!”

Ma Lu was a little surprised because he was not wearing the traveler bracelet on his hand at the moment, so he could not activate the translation function attached to it.

In other words, since he can understand the words of the pigeon in front of him, it means that the other person can truly speak Chinese, and his voice is quite nice, much like Andy Lau.

“No, I am only communicating with you through my thoughts now. With my current physical structure, I cannot speak like you humans. If you don’t like my current voice, I can change it to another one.”

Bai Ge said, and soon Lin Chiling's baby voice sounded in Ma Lu's mind, "Get ready to go, the whole journey is 2.1 kilometers, it will take about 10 minutes..."

 “Stop, let’s change back to Andy Lau’s version of the voice pack.”

 “Good.” The white dove followed the good advice.

Ma Lu suddenly had another thought, "Then Guo Degang's version..."

Bai Ge seemed to be stunned for a moment, and then continued after half a second.

“There are a lot of people here today. I’m very happy. Thank you for coming. All of you here are our parents who feed us...”

Malu gave a thumbs up, "Cool!" Bai Ge's expression seemed not to be good, "Can we get to the point?"

 “Of course, of course.”

 “You can call me city manager.”

 “City manager?”

"Yes," Bai Ge nodded slightly, "I manage the alien visitors living in this city, regulate their behavior and behavior, ensure that they will not do anything out of the ordinary, and solve the trouble they cause, and conceal their presence from Aboriginal people.”

“Oh, so you’re from an official organization that deals with this kind of thing.”

“No,” Bai Ge said, “Your plane is outside the Grand Alliance and is not noticed by official organizations. As far as I know, the Grand Alliance has not sent any public officials to this planet.

 “Um…is this a good thing or a bad thing?”

“Depending on where you look at it, it’s probably a good thing for homeless people, for asylum seekers, for libertarians, for people who just want to be clean, and for the other side, of course, it’s not.”

Ma Lu noticed that Bai Ge glanced at Lao Wang when he said this, and then he continued.

“Yet even for those who are anarchists, the necessary order is still indispensable, and my colleagues and I exist to ensure this.

"You are an Earthling. According to the regulations, I should not tell you my identity or these things, but your roommate, the cosmic chef, insists that you are his important partner and responsible for The crucial job of providing him with raw materials.

 “So after due consideration I have decided to accept…”

"Wait a moment," Malu interrupted Bai Ge, "You just said that you are not an official organization, why do you keep using these written terms."

“To show our professionalism.” Baige said proudly.

“Let me summarize it for you. There is a lack of cosmic chefs on this plane, so you need us. You said this in a long way just to express this.”

The white dove fell into silence.

"Well, I hope we can cooperate happily in the future." Ma Lu stretched out his hand with a bright smile.

The white pigeon reluctantly stretched out one of its wings and shook hands with the millipede.

“I helped you solve the problem of driving a tricycle up to 200 miles in front of countless surveillance cameras, but you’d better be more careful in the future.”

“We think so too.” Malu said while pouring a cup of tea for Bai Ge.

 The latter shook his head.

So Malu went to the kitchen and took out the buttered bread that had been baked before, broke one into pieces and placed it in front of Bai Ge.

The white dove was then satisfied, lowered its head and started to peck.

Malu continued, "The thing is like this, Brother Ge, we have realized that continuing to set up a stall will increase our exposure risks, so we plan to rent a place and open a store so that we no longer have to be chased by the urban management, but still have a question.

“You know, our ingredients are rather... special. If someone discovers that we are carrying ingredients back from other universes, it may increase your workload.”

The pigeon ate and listened. It knew what the human in front of it was planning, and it regained its previous pride.

Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly couldn't help but shiver, and then he saw a pool of white unknown objects appear on the sofa.

 The atmosphere was a little solemn for a while.

 There were two people in the room staring at each other with big eyes and small eyes.

In the end, it was Malu who was the first to break the silence, "It's okay, it's okay, I know the physiological structure. Birds all have rectum. I'll give you a piece of paper. Brother Pigeon, you continue to eat."

   Thanks to Clszy, Tiantian Tianqing and other children’s boots for the rewards~ Is the Chinese New Year coming soon? I’m busy typing every word.

 (End of this chapter)