The mother star secretly transformed itself from us

Chapter 2166 "I want to report an infection incident"

The meat of the hawk moth can be considered as swan meat, which is what ordinary toads would rather eat. This thing tastes very chewy and elastic with the help of starch, and it is not in conflict with its soft and delicate texture. Two large pots of sticky meat, one red and one white, complement each other, and are very fragrant and go very well with rice.

"It's so evil. You're eating this stuff so early in the morning. You'll die if you eat it. You'll go to hell!"

"It's not early in the morning yet, it's not even daybreak yet!"

"Li Cang, your knowledge is a bit mixed, isn't it?"

"What kind of knowledge point?" Qin Zhenzhen stretched her face out of her stainless steel basin in confusion: "This stuff smells so good, really good!"

Tai Xiaoyi rubbed her wrist and said, "It tastes good, right? This thing takes time to make. You don't know how long I spent rolling these worms. After blanching them in water, they are only yellow and white and can be pinched to size."

Lao Wang's face was as dry and green as the skin of a moth that had been rolled into a swill bucket. "Young lady, please, please don't say that!"

Old Wang, who always liked sticky and messy food, is now as reserved as a new concubine who has just married into the family. He is cautious, pitiful, polite and whining. However, when he let go of his psychological burden, his bottom line soon became as bottomless as his rectum.

"Fuck, this thing seems to go well with the hash ant!" Lao Wang took a deep breath and said, "Miss, let's dig a hole in the ice and catch some toads. We'll stew them with dried chili peppers and thick sauce tonight. It will definitely save you energy!"

Tai Xiaoyi nodded: "Yeah, good, that man is also very nutritious to eat!"

".;"

The rice in Master Wang’s mouth no longer tasted delicious.

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Still a base.

Coincidentally, someone got the same menu that Lao Wang described.

As one of the few Japanese-Americans in the entire 3/7 base, Yasuda Hongtai has been using the name An Hongtai since he was born. This has helped him avoid the base's repeated inspections. In fact, all he can get his hands on are some insignificant scraps of intelligence, such as today there was a certain level of a certain public meeting somewhere in the base, yesterday someone took a certain means of transportation to a certain airport, the day before yesterday the base announced a new tax policy that caused a certain reaction, and the base news was broadcast in such and such a way.
Hiroyasu Yasuda's identity is a senior port dispatcher at Civilian Port No. 118b. He knows very well that his identity is actually unimportant. The base may even release some specious information to him intentionally or unintentionally through certain means. The control of the scale here is very interesting. He does not think that he is smart enough to be able to handle the situation between several parties with ease. It just happens that everyone has such a small demand and he does not dare to refuse.

Therefore, he behaved very naturally, just like those ordinary people who are greedy for money, lustful, and afraid of death. They consciously raised their living standards to a level that did not belong to them, but not too much beyond it. For example, their daily living expenses were three to five times that of their colleagues who were senior dispatchers, and they married three wives and kept two underground lovers. A man should be loyal to his heart. Being indecisive equals five, which is just right, not more and not less.

He also consciously and strictly screened the scale of the information he could convey. After several attempts, the base seemed to be quite satisfied with him, so everything was tacitly understood.

"Haruko, sit down and enjoy your lunch. Look at what we have. Delicious yellowtail cold rice, crispy bean moth tempura, delicious grilled frog with sauce, refreshing Caesar salad, and your favorite after-meal dessert—"

"Haruko? Haruko!"

"Beautiful Miss Haruko, my first wife, are you still angry? No matter who I marry, my favorite will always be beautiful Miss Haruko. Didn't we already say that your living expenses will be doubled?"

Haruko lay facedown on the cold bedroom floor in a twisted, unnatural posture.

At that moment, Yasuda Hiroyasu thought a lot. He felt the panic of a slave with three surnames, the natural despair of abandoning his son after his affairs were exposed, and the instinctive desire to survive prompted him to leave quickly.
Yasuda Hiroyasu did not run away after all. There was no doubt that he loved Haruko, just like he loved his second wife, third wife and two lovers. Somehow, he even had a glimmer of hope. After all, the base would not involve someone who was completely unaware of the situation.

That's America?
Or the great neon Zionism that even he himself doesn't believe in?

Ah.
In that case, there would be no need to run away. They would stop at nothing to get rid of him, and he would be powerless.

Hiroyasu Yasuda took a step forward and his touch was cold.

"what!"

One of his lovers, the live-in maid Willy, let out the most unbridled scream of her life, even sharper than that night in the public library, but in addition to fear in her eyes, there was a hint of excitement that could not be hidden.

"Let's go!" Yasuda Hongtai's face turned cold, and he took out an energy matrix gun hidden under the bed: "Take the money I gave you and everything you can take, and leave here immediately!"

Wei Li didn't even turn around.

When Hiroyasu Yasuda looked at Haruko's face again, he was immediately horrified. He saw that her cherry mouth was full of hyphae-like substances, growing from her mouth, embedding into her eyes, ears and nose, and finally spreading from her lower abdomen and under her skirt. The beech floor beneath her body, which had just been waxed, had been corroded to a mess, and a small piece of strange flower buds had formed along the hyphae veins, ready to move.

"Boom~"

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The flower bud burst open, and a pool of clear snot-like sticky water flowed out. A mutated centipede-like, white, almost transparent insect kept twitching in the liquid, and soon it completely melted and lost its life.

However, this scene did not make Hiroyasu Yasuda feel relieved. Instead, he retreated step by step. He also knew something about the insect infection, and the scene before him was obviously not something he could handle.

"Hello, yes, I want to report a contamination. No, an unexplained infestation."

As Hiroyasu Yasuda spoke, his mouth became increasingly dry. He picked up a glass of water in fear and irritation, but was shocked to find that tiny wisps of green mycelium-like substance had seeped out of the telephone receiver and the corners of his mouth at some point, and were floating from the corners of his mouth into the tea in the cup.

"Snapped!"

"gentlemen?"

"Yes, yes, I'm here, but... I might have been infected." Yasuda Hiroyasu staggered back to the sofa and was silent for a long, long time: "No, no, no, no, listen to me, my name is Yasuda Hiroyasu, I have a child, and I'm worried about the child's mother. That woman is from the other side, please don't let them find my child, please treat her well, because I have passed on a lot of information that the base wants to release, please, be sure to treat her well."

"Mr. Yasuda, I don't understand what you are talking about!"

"When a man is about to die, his words are good. You will understand. Just call the base's external relations, or any department. In return, I am willing to give you this house. Don't worry, the base will clean up the infection. The house contract is in the safe under the wine cellar on the first floor. The password is, assface. Remember, assface."

The call was hung up.

The young female operator, who had just completed training and had been on the job for less than a month, looked suffocated. She had a feeling that she seemed to have come into contact with something extraordinary this time. She quickly printed out the accident report and hurried to the department head.