The Fourth Disaster: You Said The Human Race Is Weak In The Interstellar Space?

Mecha Taotao tilted her head as she watched Amilo hop away.

But the simulation data produced inside it showed that the way that Lord Wei Yuan's people get along is at least 90% similar to that of the Zerg.

If Lord Wei Yuan is compared to a king worm, aren't his people workers?

In the Zerg group, there are only king worms and workers.

There is no hierarchy in the group of workers.

In the Alliance, let alone gene warriors and ordinary tribesmen, even high-level gene warriors will not take low-level gene warriors seriously.

They have always believed that the strong is the king.

But on this planet, what Mecha Taotao saw was that these humans showed an equal attitude when facing Amilo.

They even dared to say loudly in front of Amilo that the price she gave was not worthwhile at all.

Such a thing would never happen to the tree people.

"Taotao, what are you thinking about?" Amilo stopped at some point.

"It's not good to leave without saying goodbye. I have to tell my senior first."

When Amilo found Wei Yuan, he was eating on another street.

Most of the stalls here are new players. They don't have many resources. They feel tired after mining for a long time, so they go to hunt and come to the night market to make some money.

Level 5 planets have abundant resources, both animals and plants.

Players also like to have a good meal when they have nothing to do.

These players recruit Chinese people because Wei Yuan has a hometown complex.

So...

"Fresh wild boar meat!"

"Fragrant roasted pheasant and roasted pheasant eggs!"

"Boss, give me a bunch of roasted pheasant legs." Wei Yuan stood in front of the grill, smelling the fragrant roasted chicken legs, and couldn't help swallowing his saliva.

"It's Brother Yuan!" The player who was fanning himself with a homemade fan wiped the sweat off his face, and then skillfully sprinkled the wild onion flowers in the seasoning box on the chicken legs.

In an instant, a more overbearing fragrance drilled into Wei Yuan's nose.

It must be a fellow Earthling!

Wei Yuan stared at the golden luster on the chicken leg.

In the interstellar era, no matter which race, they only focused on efficiency, and even evolved away their appetite.

As for the human race, after the war with the Zerg, only a few people of the tribe escaped, and no one cared to bring a recipe.

After Wei Yuan crossed over, he ate nutrient solution every day.

Although the nutrient solution can fill the stomach, the taste is hard to describe.

According to the law of crossover, Wei Yuan should also be a gourmet master, and then cook well, and he can conquer a large number of interstellar masters with food.

But it's a pity.

On Earth, Wei Yuan is a takeaway gourmet.

With takeaway, who would cook for themselves!

The most he made at home was instant noodles.

Barely considered an instant noodle chef.

"Do you want to add spicy?"

The player quickly flipped the roasted chicken legs, and the golden oil dripped on the charcoal fire, making a sizzling sound.

White smoke floated out, full of fireworks.

"Gagaga!"

"Okay, the roasted chicken legs are ready, brother Yuanyuan, one gold coin!"

The player used the leaves of the bloodthirsty toon tree as packaging and sent the roasted and fragrant chicken legs over.

The player was not polite at all when he took Wei Yuan's gold coins.

"Senior Wei Yuan, do you have to pay for the things you buy?" Amilo, who had just arrived, looked at the scene in front of him in shock.

Wei Yuan and the player were separated by a grill, and both looked at Amilo in confusion.

"What do you mean, I can't accept money?" The player scratched his head.

"What do you mean, Amilo, you buy things from my people without paying?" Wei Yuan's eyes suddenly became sharp.

"I've paid, I've paid." Amilo looked at Wei Yuan's eyes and suddenly felt a little chill on his neck.

"Just pay it." Wei Yuan returned to normal and bit into the roasted chicken leg.

The sizzling chicken leg was so fragrant!

"Are you looking for me?"

Wei Yuan's mouth was covered with oil, but it didn't affect his handsomeness at all.

It even added some more life to it, and it didn't look as unattainable as before.

Amilo looked at Wei Yuan with some obsession.

"Want to eat?" Wei Yuan ate with a bigger mouthful, and only turned his head after he had eaten all the chicken legs in his hand, "Boss, two more chicken legs."

"Do you like spicy food?"

Amilo looked at Wei Yuan cutely: "Senior, I want to eat the same as you."

"Okay, both spicy!" Wei Yuan paid two more gold coins.

Taotao watched Wei Yuan hand over two gold coins to the player. On the display screen inside it, the similarity between the human race and the Zerg race decreased rapidly.

Even if it was the Zerg race.

The king worm would never pay the worker worm!

It was the honor of the worker worm to be able to serve the king worm!

...

"Hiss!" Amilo just took a bite of the roasted chicken leg, and her fair little face turned red in an instant.

"What is this feeling, this is not poisonous."

She stuck out her tongue slightly, trying to slightly reduce the irritation on her tongue.

But saliva was secreted at this time.

Although the mouth hurts, why do you want to eat more?

"Eat big mouthfuls, it won't be spicy if you eat too much." Wei Yuan ate big mouthfuls again.

The salty, spicy roasted chicken leg was so delicious.

Amilo almost cried while eating, but the physique of the advanced gene warrior was still very strong.

She quickly adapted to the spiciness and became more and more addicted.

After two or three bites, she finished the whole big chicken leg.

Unexpectedly, in addition to the delicious blood-thirsty toon juice, the human race also had such delicious food!

It was both stimulating and delicious.

Before Amilo could speak, Wei Yuan hurriedly said, "You are here to see me, what's the matter?"

At first glance, this greedy girl just wanted to eat chicken legs.

As a senior and the host, he naturally couldn't be too stingy.

At least not in front of the players.

So he quickly moved Amilo's attention away from the chicken leg.

Amilo then remembered that he had come to Wei Yuan to tell him that he was leaving.

"Senior, school is about to start, I have to send the transport ship back first, so I came here to say goodbye to you."

After Amilo finished speaking, he looked at Wei Yuan with some expectation.

I don't know if the senior will be reluctant to leave her.

But she found that Wei Yuan's eyes suddenly lit up.

"Junior sister, it will be too dangerous if you encounter interstellar pirates on the way again!"

"Senior, I can use space jump technology to directly pass through the war zone."

Wei Yuan shook his head and said, "Even if I use space jump technology, you are a little girl, I don't feel at ease going home alone! How about this, I will take a few tribesmen with me to send you back."