Fan rubbed his temples that were swollen due to hangover, looked at the unfamiliar room in front of him, and shook his head.
It seemed that he had indeed drunk too much last night, and he didn't even know how he ended up sleeping at Art's house.
"Boss."
Art walked to Fan carrying the food.
"Why am I here?"
Fan said, rubbing his forehead.
"You drank too much last night, so I carried you back."
Art felt helpless.
Fan frowned, "What happened at the Mandala Bar last night?"
"Don't worry, boss, everything is settled.
Besides, your identity is there, what else can he do to you."
"Yes."
Fan nodded, with no emotion on his face.
"By the way, boss, what's been going on with you these past few days?
Ever since you finished your last mission, I've noticed that something's been wrong with you, and you've been acting mysteriously and mysteriously lately.
You always disappear for no apparent reason.
Did you drink last night?"
So much, I've never seen you drink so much," Art said while chewing his food.
Fan raised his head and glanced at Art, then closed his eyes and continued to rub his forehead with his hands, "There are some things you don't need to know."
"Okay, okay."
Art shrugged helplessly, "Who made you the leader?"
There was a moment of silence between the two, and then Fan asked, "How is the effect of GEF-1?"
"Haha, not bad.
I feel like I can try to be promoted to the third wing in about a month."
"Yes."
Fan nodded slightly.
"Att, you" Fan hesitated to speak.
But at this moment, the doorbell rang outside the room.
"I'm going to see who's here."
Art stood up and walked out of the room.
After a while, Art came back with a somewhat malicious smile.
"Boss, someone is here to see you."
As he spoke, Art leaned against the wall gently, and a person walked in from the door beside him.
The visitor was dressed in simple sportswear.
One side of her short, half-length chestnut hair was tied behind her ears.
Her beautiful side face was filled with youthful vitality.
The light lip gloss and eyeliner proved that she had been dressed up before coming.
"Rose."
Fan frowned in confusion.
"Fan, this is food for sobering up."
Qiangwei nervously handed over the lunch box in her hand, "I made it myself."
She then added.
"Ha, you know how to cook?"
Art shouted in surprise.
Almost all the food for the modified people is basically bought as semi-finished products that have undergone preliminary processing.
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They can be eaten as long as they are simply heated.
Of course, the taste may be worse, but it has no impact on the modified people.
Cyborgs whose duty is to fight will spend most of their time in constant fighting and training, and few will focus on other aspects.
That's why Art was so surprised when he learned that Qiangwei could cook.
Even Fan looked at the nervous Qiangwei in surprise.
"This is not difficult in the first place."
Qiangwei's face turned a little red.
Fan nodded, and then took a bite of the food made by Rose, but then his expression began to change several times in an instant.
Fan forced himself to swallow the food, and then handed the remaining food to Art, who was looking forward to it, without leaving any trace, "Want to try it?"
Art immediately nodded without thinking.
A faint chuckle flashed across Fan's expression, "Eat it, it's not bad."
"Really?"
Qiangwei immediately laughed happily.
Art immediately took the lunch box and took a big gulp of the broth, but his excited expression didn't even last for a second.
"Gudong."
Art's difficult swallowing sound could be heard clearly in the room.
"Rose, is this made of insect meat?"
Art said with a grimace.
"Well, it doesn't taste good.
It shouldn't.
I strictly followed the instructions in the textbook."
Qiangwei was a little confused.
So she grabbed the lunch box and tasted the soup she made herself.
When the broth entered her mouth, her expression changed instantly, first a grimace, then an embarrassed forced smile.
"I got the salt and the alkali wrong."
"Oh my god, I know what I'm saying.
You've always been an idiot in your life.
How could you possibly cook food?
This shouldn't be your first try."
Art rubbed his face.
Qiangwei nodded awkwardly, feeling a little at a loss for a moment, "I didn't mean it.
I left in a hurry.
The salt was put in last."
Fan shook his head in amusement.
This broth, which looked good, was actually more unpalatable than the Zerg Corruptor's meat.
"Okay, I guess you're not just here to deliver food."
Fan shook his head.
Qiangwei nodded awkwardly, "This is what our captain asked me to give you.
He said that he has been closely watched recently and cannot meet you, so he wants me to remind you of something."
Fan's eyes were a little surprised, but his expression was calm, so he took the envelope from Qiangwei's hand and opened it casually.
The content inside the envelope was an unusually concise five words, "Be careful with the mandala."
Fan frowned tightly, wondering why Jeff would give him such a letter.
Fan crumpled the letter into a ball and threw it into the stove not far away.
In the burning charcoal fire, the letter instantly turned into ashes.
Fan's pupils reflected the flickering light of the stove, and his heart felt a little heavy.
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Now that radio communications are so advanced, choosing to transmit certain content through letterhead can itself represent the seriousness of the matter.
This at least means that your radio or Jeff's radio has been monitored by someone.
Whatever the outcome is, it's not good news for Brahman.
"Tell Jeff that I understand."
Van said calmly, "Also, thank him."
Qiangwei nodded, "The captain has always been a little mysterious recently, and sometimes he avoids us.
I hope you can know what happened to him."
Van nodded, "I will if necessary."
"Okay, I've delivered the things, then I'll leave."
After Qiangwei said that, she turned and walked out the door.
"Wait a minute," Fan called out to Qiangwei, "Thank you for the breakfast, although it was a failure."
Fan smiled lightly, "Also, I'm sorry to trouble you about last night."
Qiangwei looked at the smiling Van, with a momentary expression of confusion and surprise.
"He smiled at me, he smiled at me," Qiangwei shouted excitedly in her heart.
But her expression was unusually serious and normal, "It's nothing, it's just a way."
After saying that, she opened the door and walked out without looking back.
Art hurriedly walked towards the window, clearly seeing all the expressions and movements of Qiangwei who walked out of the door, and then he winked at Fan meaningfully.
"Hatou, how do you say it with those pure human words?
Tsundere, yes, Tsundere."
Art grinned.
"You should really see Rose running and jumping outside."
Fan shook his head helplessly, "If you could be calmer and more focused, you would be a three-winged angel of death by now."
"Is it a big deal with Three Wings?
You're here anyway."
Art said vaguely, his mouth already filled with food.
Looking at Art with a relaxed expression, Fan smiled softly, but there was a trace of bitterness hidden under the smile.
"I'll leave sooner or later. overgt: