Interstellar Reaper
Chapter 29
The tables here in the restaurant are all long and long. People can sit on both sides. Ten people are enough to sit at a table. However, because the configuration of the starship is 500 people, this restaurant is suitable for them with only a hundred people. It's too spacious, and there are still a lot of places vacant when they get together in twos and threes.
Skutas followed Wells to the vacant seat. Wells had a peaceful personality, and his own power was there. Although the group of soldiers were in awe of him, they lost their place. Closeness, which can be seen from the daily relationship.On weekdays, except for Arman, almost no one else would dine with him, and today, Arman didn't use to sit with him, but chose another seat and left this place for them.
Skutas didn't care at all about the veiled scrutiny from all directions, and Skutas, who had cut off his acceptance of outside thinking, was also not clear about their evaluation. He could only vaguely understand that they seemed a little excited, but As everyone can feel, the human beings here, except for Wells, are really like ants in his eyes and don't need to pay attention.
It’s not the superiority of one’s own identity, but the difference in viewing things determined by the identity itself, just like humans view animals. Everyone knows that gorillas have the same ancestor as them, but no one will ever think that they are the same as gorillas. Orangutans are a race, they are still the spirits of all things, and gorillas are just one of thousands of animals.
Even though they were similar in appearance, they were never a race.Just like God and man, they are never on the same level.
And the people here will not disrespect his aura, perhaps it is a kind of instinct at work, even if they don't know the identity of the other party, but subconsciously, instinct has already told them that this guy in front of him is an existence that cannot be offended.
Wells ordered the food he wanted on the ordering screen at the dining table. When he looked up, he looked at Skutas, who was opposite him, staring at him, and paused, "Do you need to order for you?"
Skutas nodded. He felt that the things he had eaten would probably not appear on the human table—the recipes between the two universes are completely different—and he didn’t even have the name of human food. I didn't understand the meaning, so let him order it.
"Do you have any preferences? Sweet or salty?" Wells re-opened the ordering screen, looking at the recipes.
As for the soldiers who were a little disturbed by his behavior and Arman who looked relieved, he didn't notice it at all.
"Anything is fine." In fact, Skutas himself doesn't know what his own taste is, so it's okay to ask him about his preference for souls.
Anything goes isn't really a good choice, and Wells ends up picking what he thinks is a good pairing, almost identical to his own.
The chefs in the restaurant are robots, and their work efficiency is very fast. Almost as soon as Wells finished ordering, the two meals were delivered together.
Although it is on the starship, there are enough ingredients to meet the needs of everyone on the starship, and the food delivered is already very appetizing just by looking at it.
One meat, one vegetable, one soup, and one dessert and fruit. The five kinds of food are placed on the dinner plate and kept in the most perfect state. It looks like a photo of the food that has been retouched in the photo. ,very delicious.
Skutas tried to use a knife and fork to cut a piece of meat that he didn't know what kind of meat it was made of, and put it in his mouth. The thick soup was paired with tender meat, and the feeling of delicious food spreading in his mouth made his eyes shine, pure black There seemed to be stars shining in his eyes. Wells, who had been paying attention to his actions, was stunned for a moment by this realization, and then he began to eat as if nothing had happened.
Human food is fresh and very attractive to Skutas. Before he fell asleep, humans at that time only learned to use fire to grill meat. Even among the dark races, there were only simple and rough food. The most outstanding recipes are fine wine and various fruits. This is the first time he has tasted such delicious cooked food.
"Who made these foods?" He really wanted to turn back and cook for him.
When Skutas asked, his mouth never stopped chewing, and the frequency of eating was very fast, but even so, he still seemed to behave elegantly, and his utterance was clear without any ambiguity.
Wells, who never thought that God might be a foodie, was a little surprised that he had such a side, but his expressionless face all the year round hid his shock so deeply that no one could see it.
"The kind of robot you disassembled in the morning, as long as you enter the recipe and have the ingredients, they can make any kind of food you want." Wells gave the answer, although in his opinion, such a robot is like a mold There is nothing outstanding about the copied food, and the craftsmanship of the royal chef of the Adnett family is definitely a hundred times better than it.
Because of this, Wells suddenly felt an indescribable sense of superiority.
The meal time ended in a peaceful atmosphere. The two sides in contact could not be said to be very harmonious, but the atmosphere was much better than before. At least Wells was no longer so vigilant against Scutas, as if the other party would destroy the world at any time.
Who made the reputation of the various races in the dark camp have always been bad, especially their supreme god. In this regard, it can only be said that Scutas was dragged down by his subjects.
Apart from being a bit lazy and not liking to meddle in things, he actually hadn't done anything.
It is impossible for Wells to stay with Scuttas and do nothing all the time. His work has always been very busy. It is his limit to spend half a day with Scuttas, and many of his jobs are Confidential, this is not suitable for Skutas to watch on the sidelines, and the latter can't be idle and bored watching him do things, so after thinking twice, Wells still handed Skutas to Alman.
"Take him to choose a room. If you need anything, just agree if it's not too much. If you have any questions, just come to me." Wells left after giving such instructions. He hadn't contacted Jay for a long time. I'm probably going crazy by now.
Arman gave a military salute and watched the major general leave before turning around to entertain Skutas, "Sir, this way please."
Arman led Skutas to Wells' private space on the fifth floor, and introduced him, "This floor is the major general's private space, and you are the first guest to stay, but please Don’t worry, the rooms here are cleaned by robots every day, they are very clean.”
Although Wells said to let Scutas choose the room by himself, Alman led him to the room next to Wells' bedroom at the first time. In order to ensure the satisfaction of Scutas, he even told him : "The internal structure of these guest rooms is the same, and this guest room is the same as the major general's room. If you need to find the major general, just go through that door to find him."
Regarding this point, Skutas was noncommittal. If he wanted to find Wells, it made no difference to him whether there was a door or not.
But the room was really good, so Skutas didn't ask to change places.He wandered around the room, and after learning about the basic facilities of the room, he found that Arman was still in place, so he stopped to look at him.
Arman, who was being watched, suddenly felt a pressure on his face. He thought that the guards did not guess about the origin of this person, and there was even a high-ranking prince of a certain country. Although he had never heard of the existence of this person, he I also somewhat believed this guess, not everyone has the ability to make him feel flustered.
Moreover, Arman felt a cold aura passing through his body several times when Scutas walked by. Maybe the person in front of him is probably a powerful supernatural being?
"Sir, I don't know how to address you?" Alman wanted to ask this question for a long time, but unfortunately Wells never expressed his intention to introduce him, so he had to ask himself.
"Skutas." His bloodless lips moved slightly, and Arman's heart trembled again at the name he poured out.
It was as if someone had wrapped his heart with a silk thread suddenly, and with a light pull, it was tightly embedded into the flesh.
"Mr. Skutas, I am Major General Wells' adjutant. If you need anything, please let me know. I will arrange it for you. Do you want to take a rest now or visit the interior of the starship?" ?”
Rest is a useless word for Skutas. If he really takes a rest, it will probably be several reincarnations before he wakes up.However, Scutas was also not interested in visiting the starship. He had already figured out all the structures here when he was observing the starship. I am afraid that the designer of this starship is not more familiar with the internal structure than he is.
He turned his gaze to Arman's wrist, where there is a device similar to Wells', or everyone here has it, but the appearance is slightly different, "What is that?"
"This?" Following his gaze, Alman quickly determined what the other party was asking. He raised his hand and explained: "This is just a personal portable terminal, and basically everyone has it..."
After saying this, he noticed that although there were a few simple bracelets on Skutas' wrist with black gloves that did not reveal a trace of skin, there was no personal terminal.
As if he had discovered something terrible, Arman's face was blank for a moment, but he calmed down quickly, and said to Skutas as if nothing had happened: "Sir, do you want to go online? There are also helmet-type devices in the room. Terminal, you can use that, it's faster and feels better."
Skutas did not miss his changes, but followed his words and looked at the helmet-like thing placed on the table.
"Really? How does this work?"
"This operation is very simple, you just need to choose a comfortable position to carry it - I personally recommend lying on the bed is more comfortable, after the terminal is opened, there will be a wizard on the login interface, you can ask any questions directly, It will explain to you..."
Skutas followed Wells to the vacant seat. Wells had a peaceful personality, and his own power was there. Although the group of soldiers were in awe of him, they lost their place. Closeness, which can be seen from the daily relationship.On weekdays, except for Arman, almost no one else would dine with him, and today, Arman didn't use to sit with him, but chose another seat and left this place for them.
Skutas didn't care at all about the veiled scrutiny from all directions, and Skutas, who had cut off his acceptance of outside thinking, was also not clear about their evaluation. He could only vaguely understand that they seemed a little excited, but As everyone can feel, the human beings here, except for Wells, are really like ants in his eyes and don't need to pay attention.
It’s not the superiority of one’s own identity, but the difference in viewing things determined by the identity itself, just like humans view animals. Everyone knows that gorillas have the same ancestor as them, but no one will ever think that they are the same as gorillas. Orangutans are a race, they are still the spirits of all things, and gorillas are just one of thousands of animals.
Even though they were similar in appearance, they were never a race.Just like God and man, they are never on the same level.
And the people here will not disrespect his aura, perhaps it is a kind of instinct at work, even if they don't know the identity of the other party, but subconsciously, instinct has already told them that this guy in front of him is an existence that cannot be offended.
Wells ordered the food he wanted on the ordering screen at the dining table. When he looked up, he looked at Skutas, who was opposite him, staring at him, and paused, "Do you need to order for you?"
Skutas nodded. He felt that the things he had eaten would probably not appear on the human table—the recipes between the two universes are completely different—and he didn’t even have the name of human food. I didn't understand the meaning, so let him order it.
"Do you have any preferences? Sweet or salty?" Wells re-opened the ordering screen, looking at the recipes.
As for the soldiers who were a little disturbed by his behavior and Arman who looked relieved, he didn't notice it at all.
"Anything is fine." In fact, Skutas himself doesn't know what his own taste is, so it's okay to ask him about his preference for souls.
Anything goes isn't really a good choice, and Wells ends up picking what he thinks is a good pairing, almost identical to his own.
The chefs in the restaurant are robots, and their work efficiency is very fast. Almost as soon as Wells finished ordering, the two meals were delivered together.
Although it is on the starship, there are enough ingredients to meet the needs of everyone on the starship, and the food delivered is already very appetizing just by looking at it.
One meat, one vegetable, one soup, and one dessert and fruit. The five kinds of food are placed on the dinner plate and kept in the most perfect state. It looks like a photo of the food that has been retouched in the photo. ,very delicious.
Skutas tried to use a knife and fork to cut a piece of meat that he didn't know what kind of meat it was made of, and put it in his mouth. The thick soup was paired with tender meat, and the feeling of delicious food spreading in his mouth made his eyes shine, pure black There seemed to be stars shining in his eyes. Wells, who had been paying attention to his actions, was stunned for a moment by this realization, and then he began to eat as if nothing had happened.
Human food is fresh and very attractive to Skutas. Before he fell asleep, humans at that time only learned to use fire to grill meat. Even among the dark races, there were only simple and rough food. The most outstanding recipes are fine wine and various fruits. This is the first time he has tasted such delicious cooked food.
"Who made these foods?" He really wanted to turn back and cook for him.
When Skutas asked, his mouth never stopped chewing, and the frequency of eating was very fast, but even so, he still seemed to behave elegantly, and his utterance was clear without any ambiguity.
Wells, who never thought that God might be a foodie, was a little surprised that he had such a side, but his expressionless face all the year round hid his shock so deeply that no one could see it.
"The kind of robot you disassembled in the morning, as long as you enter the recipe and have the ingredients, they can make any kind of food you want." Wells gave the answer, although in his opinion, such a robot is like a mold There is nothing outstanding about the copied food, and the craftsmanship of the royal chef of the Adnett family is definitely a hundred times better than it.
Because of this, Wells suddenly felt an indescribable sense of superiority.
The meal time ended in a peaceful atmosphere. The two sides in contact could not be said to be very harmonious, but the atmosphere was much better than before. At least Wells was no longer so vigilant against Scutas, as if the other party would destroy the world at any time.
Who made the reputation of the various races in the dark camp have always been bad, especially their supreme god. In this regard, it can only be said that Scutas was dragged down by his subjects.
Apart from being a bit lazy and not liking to meddle in things, he actually hadn't done anything.
It is impossible for Wells to stay with Scuttas and do nothing all the time. His work has always been very busy. It is his limit to spend half a day with Scuttas, and many of his jobs are Confidential, this is not suitable for Skutas to watch on the sidelines, and the latter can't be idle and bored watching him do things, so after thinking twice, Wells still handed Skutas to Alman.
"Take him to choose a room. If you need anything, just agree if it's not too much. If you have any questions, just come to me." Wells left after giving such instructions. He hadn't contacted Jay for a long time. I'm probably going crazy by now.
Arman gave a military salute and watched the major general leave before turning around to entertain Skutas, "Sir, this way please."
Arman led Skutas to Wells' private space on the fifth floor, and introduced him, "This floor is the major general's private space, and you are the first guest to stay, but please Don’t worry, the rooms here are cleaned by robots every day, they are very clean.”
Although Wells said to let Scutas choose the room by himself, Alman led him to the room next to Wells' bedroom at the first time. In order to ensure the satisfaction of Scutas, he even told him : "The internal structure of these guest rooms is the same, and this guest room is the same as the major general's room. If you need to find the major general, just go through that door to find him."
Regarding this point, Skutas was noncommittal. If he wanted to find Wells, it made no difference to him whether there was a door or not.
But the room was really good, so Skutas didn't ask to change places.He wandered around the room, and after learning about the basic facilities of the room, he found that Arman was still in place, so he stopped to look at him.
Arman, who was being watched, suddenly felt a pressure on his face. He thought that the guards did not guess about the origin of this person, and there was even a high-ranking prince of a certain country. Although he had never heard of the existence of this person, he I also somewhat believed this guess, not everyone has the ability to make him feel flustered.
Moreover, Arman felt a cold aura passing through his body several times when Scutas walked by. Maybe the person in front of him is probably a powerful supernatural being?
"Sir, I don't know how to address you?" Alman wanted to ask this question for a long time, but unfortunately Wells never expressed his intention to introduce him, so he had to ask himself.
"Skutas." His bloodless lips moved slightly, and Arman's heart trembled again at the name he poured out.
It was as if someone had wrapped his heart with a silk thread suddenly, and with a light pull, it was tightly embedded into the flesh.
"Mr. Skutas, I am Major General Wells' adjutant. If you need anything, please let me know. I will arrange it for you. Do you want to take a rest now or visit the interior of the starship?" ?”
Rest is a useless word for Skutas. If he really takes a rest, it will probably be several reincarnations before he wakes up.However, Scutas was also not interested in visiting the starship. He had already figured out all the structures here when he was observing the starship. I am afraid that the designer of this starship is not more familiar with the internal structure than he is.
He turned his gaze to Arman's wrist, where there is a device similar to Wells', or everyone here has it, but the appearance is slightly different, "What is that?"
"This?" Following his gaze, Alman quickly determined what the other party was asking. He raised his hand and explained: "This is just a personal portable terminal, and basically everyone has it..."
After saying this, he noticed that although there were a few simple bracelets on Skutas' wrist with black gloves that did not reveal a trace of skin, there was no personal terminal.
As if he had discovered something terrible, Arman's face was blank for a moment, but he calmed down quickly, and said to Skutas as if nothing had happened: "Sir, do you want to go online? There are also helmet-type devices in the room. Terminal, you can use that, it's faster and feels better."
Skutas did not miss his changes, but followed his words and looked at the helmet-like thing placed on the table.
"Really? How does this work?"
"This operation is very simple, you just need to choose a comfortable position to carry it - I personally recommend lying on the bed is more comfortable, after the terminal is opened, there will be a wizard on the login interface, you can ask any questions directly, It will explain to you..."
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