Interstellar: Conquering Crazy Commanders with Food

Chapter 175
"All retreat behind the wreckage and look for cover." Cassius said coldly.

After all the fighter planes withdrew to these huge fort fragments to hide, a huge black vortex appeared out of thin air.

Seeing the majestic Zerg army gradually appearing in the black hole, all the orcs in the command ship opened their eyes wide and temporarily lost the ability to speak.

They actually used the black hole to shuttle over out of thin air.

Unprecedented fighter models, unheard of weaponry, and humanoid Zerg suspended in the vacuum universe.

Without the sharp feet and ugly beetle faces, each of them looks like a weird work of art.

The colorful wings spread out behind the human torso, and the tentacles standing high between the foreheads combined with human facial features are beautiful and weird.

"They don't need any protective equipment, and they can survive in a vacuum environment!" Finally, an orc sighed, his tone full of horror.

A huge sense of crisis enveloped the hearts of all the orcs.

They only wiped out the two Zerg fortresses at a double cost, and what the other side is descending on now is the truly massive army.

Terrence, the Zerg captain in charge of this colonization, flapped his wings and hung in front of the army, and issued an ultimatum to Cassius.

"You have the last 10 minutes to consider whether to surrender and accept our colonization."

His words came out of the communicator, full of arrogance.

As the first line of defense, Cassius resisted all the pressure and said with a bloody face: "Prepare to launch a general attack."

after one day.

The team led by Cassius has officially fought against the Zerg on the border planet of the galaxy, and all the refugees from there are concentrated on the main star.

Claire, who was staying underground, did not receive any news from him. He only heard that the war had lasted for a day without any details.

Her whole heart was raised high, even if she was sitting on a chair and watching people walk in and out of the gate, her legs felt weak and weak, and she didn't want to move.

Since Cassius left, she has been worrying about his comfort every day in her mind, and she knows it is because she is afraid of hearing the sad news of his death in battle.

"Claire, do you want to teach these females how to cook today's dinner?" Martina walked up to her, leaned down and propped her knees and said, "Go and do something to divert your attention, you can't sit on a chair every day , Your dark circles are almost down to your chin."

Claire shook her head and refused, "I'm fine, just a little insomnia."

Seeing that the reassurance didn't work, Martina straightened up and patted her on the shoulder, motioning her to look at Julian who was crouching in the corner holding a plastic bag and vomiting, "She has had a lot of morning sickness since she got pregnant, not just the nutrient solution And meal replacement pills, she can't stand even ordinary snacks, she vomits after eating, maybe you can help her."

Hearing what she said, Claire finally raised his head, looked at Julian, who was pale with a nutritional needle on the back of his hand, and pursed his lips, "Everyone's pregnancy reaction is different, and no one knows that one day they will suddenly Hate something."

Perhaps because he realized that it was wrong for him to go on like this, he might as well do something to divert his attention, Claire stood up from the chair, "Are there any ready-made ingredients in the kitchen?"

"Yes, in order to facilitate the care of these pregnant women, Ms. Eva has piled up a lot of snacks they want to eat in the big kitchen." Seeing that the consolation had worked, Martina finally showed a smile on her face.

Now as the commander's wife, Claire was able to walk freely in this strong underground fortress. On the way, she met Ms. Eva. She greeted her gloomyly and walked in a hurry.

Claire glanced at her back and walked to the kitchen.

A pregnant woman's taste is changeable, not everyone will like what she makes.

Claire forced herself to focus on food choices. She chose a lemon and a reserve fish in a freshwater lake, and planned to use what she had to make a lemon fish.

There were potatoes in the bamboo basket against the wall for afternoon tea snacks. Claire pointed to the bamboo basket and said to Jones, "Help wash the potatoes out, let's fry a potato wedge."

"Potato wedges?" Martina helped her handle the fish while saying, "I think I'm already hungry."

It is not difficult to make a lemon fish, and it tastes sweet and sour, and the potatoes are rich in vitamins. It is better for these war-struck and pregnant females.

Simply make a pot of lemon fish. The chunky potato wedges are scooped up with a mesh spoon and placed aside on oil-absorbing paper. Claire also scalds the skins of two tomatoes with boiling water and puts them into the pot. Mash it with a shovel to get the juice, put a little sugar to neutralize the taste, and make it a simple tomato sauce.

When the things were brought to the females' lounge, many people were attracted by the smell.

Claire ordered Martina and Jones to distribute the things, and walked up to Julian with a separate copy.

"Eat?"

Julian, who had little strength, looked up at her, then at the attractive fish broth and the fried potato cubes, and slowly raised his hand.

The fish soup is sweet and sour. The potato wedges topped with tomato juice are crispy on the outside and soft and sticky on the inside. With the same sweet and sour taste, Julian stuffed four or five yuan into his mouth and drank another spoonful. Tang said vaguely to her, "Thank you."

Claire sat beside her and patted her back, which had lost a lot of weight due to pregnancy.

"Will they win?" Julian swallowed his food and asked, "Your husband."

Claire was silent for a while, "I don't know."

"Are we all going to die? It is said that the Zerg race is from a higher civilization, and the outside world is completely chaotic. Even the emperor has moved to avoid danger."

"The dust has not yet settled, don't define the ending casually." Claire took the potato wedges from the dinner plate and ate them into his mouth, looking at the vibrant natural scene on the electronic screen in front of him, with firm eyes, "It's not terrible even if you lose, it's just living." is the most important."

Julian turned his face and moved his lips, "I said something serious to you before, I'm sorry, I know you did nothing wrong, I just broke down temporarily."

Claire shook her head: "It is indeed part of my responsibility."

At this moment, the gap between the two of them disappeared.

"I really want to see how the group of high-ranking nobles are enslaved." Julian said again full of revenge: "See how they survive."

Claire didn't comment on this sentence, and the females who had eaten dinner in the lounge gathered around.

It was too boring for them to be locked up underground without any entertainment. With a curious attitude towards fresh food, they came to chat with Claire one after another, and she was happy to talk with them to divert their attention.

(End of this chapter)