Interstellar: Conquering Crazy Commanders with Food

Chapter 53 Rumors Without Credibility
She immediately ran over to sit beside him, and Cassius put the tea she was about to drink in front of her.

Claire picked up the cup to drink water, and heard the man next to him continue to say to the person in the main seat: "Monger star is a part of the empire, the emperor is obliged to help you, but sell the precious property of the empire in your jurisdiction."

Cassius paused, staring at the person in the chair with deep eyes, "Are you ignorant of this, or are you an accomplice?"

The smile on Xiao Weito's face remained unchanged, with his hands on his knees, he said sincerely: "You also know that Munger is the only neutral star, and there are many black areas that even I cannot directly intervene in. Some things are beyond I'm in control."

"The empire doesn't need waste, we can send someone to help us if we can't do anything." Cassius said without any emotion, his face was as cold and indifferent as a statue.

Xiao Weito's expression was still submissive, and he promised: "I can, but I really didn't know about this incident before it broke out, and I also didn't know that the administrator of the black market would be so bold as not to give you the list. There won't be a next time, I'll do an internal cleanup."

Cassius poured himself another cup of tea and drank it, turned the cup with his fingertips, and said expressionlessly: "Shaw Vito, betraying the empire will be regarded as a rebel army and eliminated, this is my last advice to you .”

Claire carefully took a plate of fruit and gnawed it in front of her, paying attention to the atmosphere around her that was about to freeze from time to time.

She vaguely heard that there was something in Cassius's words. Could it be that the manager also knew about the underground female trafficking?Is he pretending to be crazy?
"I will always be loyal to the Empire, it is my mother." Shaw Vito straightened his back with a serious face.

After eating the fruit and drinking two nutrient solutions, Claire touched her stomach and looked satisfied. Cassius moved the chair and stood up, and she stood up along with it.

"I heard that the daughter of the Duke of Pulan was executed for treason. I always thought she would be your wife." Shaw Vito sighed as he walked the man to the door.

Cassius glanced at Claire, who was wondering what he was thinking, and said coldly, "There are no credible rumors."

"Okay." Shaw Vito glanced at Claire twice, "Go slowly."

Claire got into the car, and Fei Ji, the co-pilot in front, turned his head and said with a smile, "Did you sleep well, Claire."

"Not bad." She nodded, not understanding why he was so enthusiastic so early in the morning.

"The commander felt that you were too tired, so he stayed overnight yesterday." Fei Ji said with a smile.

"Do you think I believe it?" Claire gave him a sigh, and then said: "It is obvious that there is something wrong with the manager of Munger Star, and he left the investigation with an excuse."

"You saw it so quickly?" Fei Ji raised his eyebrows, but what he said earlier was also true.

"I can hear it all." Claire pointed to her ears.

Cassius just got into the car, and the two of them fell silent at the same time.

Claire pulled down the animal skin skirt on her thighs, and asked him sideways, "Shall we go home now?"

"Don't go back." Cassius said softly: "The pirate can't go far, and the tracking ship will guide us to its lair."

"You want to go to war?" Claire understood instantly.

"Are you afraid?" He looked at her lightly.

Claire shook her head. It is dangerous to send her back under the current situation. There may not be any accidents on the way. Even if she reaches the mainstream star, she will easily be killed by Pu Lan. After all, Doris' death has a lot to do with her. Myriad relationships.

"Even if you want to send me back, I won't agree." She vowed.

The corners of Cassius' lips raised slightly, and the black eyes that looked ahead were slightly soft.

Facing the scorching heat, several aircrafts left the cargo port to join the warships in space.

At the same time, an imperial army landed on the planet Munger, armed with a list of personnel, and captured all the guests who traded or tried to trade females on the black market.

Claire followed Fiji to the medical cabin, and her arm was applied the medicine for the last time, and a thin layer of scab fell off directly, and the traces disappeared.

She moved her arms and thanked the doctor.

Until now, there is no trace of scar on her body, her skin is soft and delicate, everything is fine except that her whiteness has not returned to normal and is slightly yellowish.

Cassius didn't have time to talk to her either. They had stayed on Munger for too long, and they needed to move forward quickly to catch up with the pirates and catch them all.

Claire asked Jones, "Where is the canteen of the battleship? It's noon soon and I want to go and have a look."

"I'll take you."

Along the way, orcs cast curious glances at her one after another, perhaps because they felt that she was a little uncomfortable. Jones explained: "Battleships are not as good as frigates. The commander is focused on stabilizing the morale of the army. Females are not allowed here."

Claire nodded understandingly, and she went through two doors into the empty cafeteria, which was empty before lunch time.

She went straight to the window, "I want to visit the back kitchen."

"Please." It's not important. Jones won't stop her at all.

The back kitchen is very large, and there are only two kitchen robots in it. The meal replacement pills and nutrient solutions of various flavors that the orcs will eat will be placed, as well as a single to poor variety of fruits.

Claire opened two large refrigerators and found some wild animal meat that had only been cleaned briefly.

"Do you want some?" A robot came up thinking she was hungry, took a kitchen knife in his hand and quickly cut off pieces of meat, put them on a plate and brought them to her.

Claire borrowed both hands, hesitantly said: "Just eat like this?"

The robot was stunned for a while, then took out a pair of knives and forks from the side drawer, "Please."

Claire fell silent, she made some mental preparations, then cut some pieces of meat with a knife and tried to put it in her mouth.

It is the smell of blood mixed with the taste of raw meat. There seems to be salt on the surface layer, and a thick layer of fat underneath can be chewed.

With just one bite, Claire spat it out with a distorted face. It was heavier than the black-horned beast meat she ate in the military camp, and it was cooked anyway.

All the robots in the kitchen turned their eyes to her in unison.

Jones's electronic voice was also strange, "Eating raw staghorn meat can maximize the intake of internal nutrients, Claire, why did you spit it out?"

"It's unpalatable." She frowned and commented, "The army uses this as dessert every day?"

"Of course, this is what they eat the most, and some orcs like it as a staple food." Jones replied.

Claire looked around in the kitchen, and her gaze fell on the two cauldrons, which were so clean that there was no oil stain, "Can you ask Cassius to let me use the kitchen?"

"Of course." Jones connected Cassius' communicator, and after explaining the situation, he agreed without any opinion.

(End of this chapter)