From interstellar refugee to marshal's wife

Oaks put one hand on the packed lunch box and sat in the passenger seat watching Lilith drive the aircraft smoothly towards the legion's station. "Sister, is that little guy really the one just now?"

"Hmm. Doesn't look like it?"

It was while he was in the hospital that Oaks learned about the "person" who was making stir-fried pork with ginger flowers and making lemon slices live on Star Network. I also went to the live broadcast room and watched the replay. I really didn't expect "that person" to be so...young...unexpectedly.

"Not really. I do have the lemon slices from the Dark Market that Dean Hua told you about. I bought them from a patient. Sister, do you want to compare them?" Oakes said from his mecha space. From the button's private storage space, he took out a glass bottle with an amber candied lemon slice inside.

He took the glass bottle, looked at it and put it in the storage space. "Are you planning to eat well and be discharged from the hospital? How many star coins did you spend?"

Oakes looked exposed and grinned sheepishly. "8000 star coins."

Lilith operated for a moment and 8000 star coins were transferred to Oaks' account. "The people from the main star will not be fooled. Please tell your brothers not to waste this money."

"But sister, didn't you also say that each legion is only allocated 100 pieces? With so many people in our legion, how can we get enough?"

"The marshal is thinking about you legions outside and is saving them for you. And the lemon slices are not as good as the rumors outside. B-level 0.5%, C-level 10%, D-level 30% intervention effect, A-level cannot capture The data is here. You are an SS-level person, what do you think?" Lilith quickly operated the aircraft to pass the level verification while sharing the real data with Oaks.

Oaks looked shocked.

Although it is possible for the Sentinel's mental power level to increase, it is impossible to shrink it. "The amazing things that are posted on the Internet are a big deception!"

"Haha..." Lilith chuckled, "You can't say that. Although the data cannot be captured for A-level and above, it can still relax the mental domain. In the main star's legion, they grab lemon slices to reserve for missions. You cannot intervene in time. You guys from the 17th Legion will be able to get a batch when you come back. How you get it when it is handed over to your legion commander depends on your own abilities."

"Besides, the bento you have in your hand was made by that person himself, and there are only three of them for the entire galaxy. If you are thinking about the lemon slices, you might as well keep your hands steady."

The lunch box that was originally held with one hand suddenly felt hot, so I quickly covered it with both hands. "! Sister, you didn't tell me earlier!"

"..." He looked at Oaks speechlessly, like a bear guarding honey, "Didn't I tell you... the one you have to hand over every day is the one."

"You didn't say it was the person who made the meal himself! I thought he just handed it over to me." How could I not explain such an important thing clearly? If I had known, I should have applied for a confidential box just now.

It was just carried out so carelessly...

"Okay, stop playing tricks, I'll take you to see the marshal. After the meeting, go back to the hospital, and don't let Dean Hua take care of me."

"I have the order!" Oaks watched the aircraft land on the familiar apron, feeling physically and mentally comfortable.

..."Even so, Oakes bought a lemon slice from the Dark Market from a patient, and I will take it for testing later." Lilith brought Oakes to Bai Fengshi's office and told Dean Hua specifically about the Dark Market. The city lemon slice thing also paid off.

"Well, you take it for testing first. Then notify the commander of the regiment to check whether there are lemon slices from the Dark Market circulating within the regiment. Any lemon slices from the Dark Market will be handed over and we will deal with them after the test results come out."

"Yes!" Lilith took a lunch box from Bai Fengshi's desk before leaving, winked at Oaks and left.

"Oaks."

"To!"

"I heard that you were very energetic in the hospital, right?" Bai Fengshi was checking the electronic version of the document, and took a moment to look up at Oakes, who was standing in front of the table.

"No, no! I just want to be discharged from the hospital and return to the legion as soon as possible."

"It's okay if you don't. It's just what the doctor ordered. Has Lilith made it clear to you about the extra meal experiment?"

"Yes! I understand it clearly. I must deliver it on time twice a day and return to the hospital on time. Never run around."

He looked directly into Oakes' eyes when he sealed it, and then looked down at the electronic board after a moment. “Be true to your word.”

Tap a few times on the electronic board, "In addition, pay attention to the surrounding situation when you go to the planting association. Call for assistance when necessary, and do not use mental power privately."

"Yes!"

And what do we know Zhi is doing? Cooking...

Even after cooking three pots in a row, something still wasn't right. Mr. Yuan, who had finished his morning work early and was waiting for the meal in the reception area, didn't know why. "Zhizhi, is it the rice or the rice that's wrong?"

Zhizhi shook his head and said, "Master, I want to find a kind of rice that is relatively sticky and glutinous. These rices are not the same. Do we have rice seeds in our seed bank that are not available on the market?"

Mr. Yuan went to Zhizhi's semi-open cooking table and carefully observed the four pots of rice on the table. He put a chopstick in each pot and tasted it carefully. "We only tested rice data before, and at most we analyzed and recorded the aroma. When you tell me, there is really a difference."

Right, right...

As a purebred Chinese from the 23rd century, I have two different feelings about glutinous rice and rice. But what happened to the earth later, and why so many common species disappeared from the records.

Just like the peony, which was actually found in a pile of lily seeds, there is no peony species in the database of the human exile fleet at all. His peony now lives alone in Mr. Yuan's planting shed. The growth data is intelligently recorded by the master brain around the clock, and it is being planted as an extremely endangered species.

"Rice is a food crop, and some of the varieties in the seed bank are available on the market." Mr. Yuan looked through the records in the seed bank and suggested to Zhi Zhi. "How about I ask Youqing to notify you, and if there are new mutant rice plants, please submit them for delivery."

That's all we can do, maybe there will be a few glutinous rice seeds in the pile of rice.

"Master, how's the development of lemon slices going? I want to make something else, but always making lemon slices is a bit..." Enough has been done...

"Through the main brain's observation and summary of you, the production method has been improved many times. Now the usage data of the finished product is 50% of yours." It is strange to say, obviously from the amount of ingredients used, production techniques, production process, baking time, intelligence The brain can copy it, but the data of the lemon slices after use reaches 50% and cannot be improved.

"How about this, 50% is 50%. If it can be produced in large quantities, it is also a good thing to win by quantity and let more sentinels use it." As the number one person in the planting industry, Mr. Yuan is not a stickler, so he weighed it a little. Make a decision in a moment.

"After you finish this batch, the next batch will be simulated and produced by a specialized intelligent brain robot."

"Yeah!" Finally, I don't have to bake lemon slices ~ although I don't have to do it myself. But the candied lemon slices that had been baked for nearly nine months, Zhi Zhi said were enough. There are so many delicious things, how can you give up all kinds of other delicious things just because of lemon slices~