Interstellar: Conquering Crazy Commanders with Food

Chapter 185 Cyril's Visit
"It's not depressed, it's happy." Claire tried to raise the corners of her lips to the sides, "I'm glad you returned to this home."

A few seconds after the jump in the spectrum returned to a straight line, Jones said, "I'll always be there, and you can talk to me in the living room if you want."

Claire bit her lower lip hard, forced back the tears that were about to burst into her eyes, and said with a smile, "Okay."

Martina, who was standing aside, happily talked to Jones and apologized to him at the same time.

When she was in the underground bunker of the correctional facility, she only hid in the cupboard and didn't help him at all. She still regrets her weakness at that time.

"If I had been braver, you might not have become like this." She said shamefully.

"You're right." Jones told her rationally as a robot. Even if she came out, she would die. She was hiding out of self-preservation. He would not blame her at all, nor would he produce such a humanized negative program.

It was at this moment that Martina fully understood why Claire was so friendly to robots.

She wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and realized for the first time that under a bunch of cold programs, the mechanical consciousness shaped was no different from their thoughts, and even these acts of pure friendship and self-sacrifice were almost impossible for anyone to achieve. Go beyond what a robot can do.

They are not slaves, Claire is right, they are friends.

"Let's eat," Cassius said.

Claire invites Martina to sit down for dinner, and Cassius acquiesces to her behavior.

Martina was very flattered. After working in this family for so many years, it was the first time for her to eat at the table with the master.

Seeing that Martina's hand holding the spoon was shaking, Claire couldn't help but said: "In my world, the nanny can also have dinner with the master, let alone now, you don't have to be restrained."

The class gap of the collapse of the empire naturally disappeared, everyone is a slave, and everyone is equal.

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Inside the Zerg cabin.

More than a dozen human girls of the same age as Claire knelt on the ground.

A naked girl lay on Terrence's lap cautiously, raised her face and called out flatteringly, "My lord."

She has a very good figure, with a round and large front, a straight back, and fair skin. She is a rare beautiful woman found by Zerg soldiers.

After colonizing a planet, women who come here to meet their own needs are normal for these predators.

Terrence pinched her jaw, and looked at her with a pair of eyes.

"What do you think of robots?"

This is the fifth time it has asked the question today.

"There is no soul, a toy for people's entertainment." The woman carefully flattered her, "Just like me and you."

The shy and frightened eyes, the rough hair like sticks, and the uninspiring answers made it lifeless.

Terrence let go of his hand, a trace of impatience flashed in his red pupils.

The woman lying on her lap was directly thrown heavily to the ground by his mental power.

"Captain Terrence, what kind of woman do you want?" a Zerg asked.

With blond hair, brown eyeballs like chocolate milk, and white skin, they all found dozens of identical ones as required, but none of them were liked and wanted by him.

Terrence turned his head, his double pupils moved slightly, "Go and inform Cyril that it's time for him to play his role as a former empire diplomat."

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From time to time, Zerg patrols passed by outside the house. The sound of those Zerg walking or flapping wings made Claire close the window and lock it.

She poured a glass of warm water for Cassius to swallow the pills to speed up recovery on time, and then curled up beside him and fell asleep.

"Has Cyril got an official job in the Zerg now?" She leaned on his arm, pressed her palm lightly on his chest, feeling the ups and downs of life there.

This posture will make her feel very safe.

Cassius's palm slowly rubbed against her back, his dark eyes stared at the ceiling calmly, "He is now the Zerg's diplomat."

"Diplomats of the Zerg? What else do you need for diplomacy?" Claire frowned and said, "The entire Ateli galaxy has been completely conquered by them. Do these barbaric bugs understand diplomacy?"

Cassius didn't speak, and only lifted the thin quilt covering her stomach to cover her body, "Go to sleep."

He was preoccupied, and Claire could feel that she didn't want to say more, she just raised up half of her body and kissed his frowning brows in the dark, softly said: "I love you, Cassius."

"Good night." She curled back into his arms, smelling the reassuring light orange fragrance on his body, and closed her eyes.

The man touched her cheek and kissed her tenderly on the forehead, "Good night."

After a night's rest, Cassius' condition improved a lot. The medicine helped him a lot. Coupled with his good physical fitness, the feeling of weakness in him has completely dissipated.

It was close to noon, and Claire was eating noodles in the kitchen with black horned beast meat and some fine vermicelli made from sweet potato powder.

Now the number of nutrients at home is limited, and she doesn't know when the Zerg will restore the economy. Before she can go out to buy food, she must distribute food reasonably.

The knock on the door sounded inappropriately at meal time.

Cassius took out a gun from the dark compartment of the study, and then signaled Claire who came out of the kitchen to hide.

Both she and Martina were worried that only the Zerg could come to visit now, and the orcs had been ordered not to go out without permission.

"Cassius, it's me." Cyril's voice came from outside the door, very clear.

Claire, who was standing at the door of the kitchen, heard it. She didn't want to hide in the kitchen obediently.

When she walked up to Cassius, he handed him the pistol.

His intention is obvious, let her protect herself.

Seeing his irresistible eyes, Claire had no choice but to reach out and take it.

The door opened, and Cyril put his hands in the pockets of his white trousers, and greeted him with a smile, "Is the injury better?"

Cassius stared at him expressionlessly, and this indifferent attitude made him say helplessly, "I saved your life and Claire's life anyway."

"What do you want to do?" Claire asked vigilantly. Of course, she knew that she was rescued because of what he said to Terrence, but he has now belonged to the Zerg, and the purpose of coming here must not be pure.

"Go in and talk?" Cyril looked at her.

Cassius stared at him sharply for a while, and finally took a step back and chose to let him in.

Cyril was also very witty, and said a few words to the Zerg behind him. He took off his shoes in the hallway and walked up the steps as if he were a guest.

The door was closed, and he greeted Martina who poked her head out of the kitchen, and then walked into the living room.

Claire's hidden gun was loaded, and she followed Cassius vigilantly to the living room.

(End of this chapter)