Interstellar: Conquering Crazy Commanders with Food

Chapter 70 Long Memory?

Claire looked forward to asking, "Can you?"

"Sit down." The man patted the chair.

Claire's face brightened, and she immediately returned to her seat and sat upright.

Cassius bent down with his hands on the top of the chair, and operated with his fingers on the console, "Check the cockpit system, pay attention to the pressurized environment and oxygen concentration in your cabin, sometimes any small problem can kill you. "

Claire listened very seriously, never noticing the man's deep eyes when he looked at her.

"Set a target point," Cassius said. "Where do you want to go?"

"Uh space?" Claire was uncertain.

Cassius sat down on the chair beside her and fastened his seat belt, "This fighter is equipped with a curved engine, let's go, you will reach your destination soon."

When Claire pulled down the handle to start the battleship as required, her body was glued to the seat in vain, and the battleship rushed out of the hangar in an instant, and disappeared in midair after only one second of time and space distortion.

The channel opened by the curve engine made Claire only see a long strip of distorted white light in front of her. In just two blinks, she came to the star-studded space.

Her legs floated up uncontrollably. Unlike Cassius next to her, she forgot to fasten her seat belt and floated up directly.

Before she had time to rejoice in flying a fighter jet for the first time, Claire panicked because her body was uncontrollable and unable to find the point of floating. She immediately asked Cassius for help, "I can't get down!"

Seeing her bewildered face, he stretched out his hand and pulled her over.

"You didn't turn on the gravity system."

Being pulled over, Claire hung tightly on Cassius's body, her hands clasped tightly around his neck.

When the buoyancy gradually disappeared, Cassius sat on the second seat, and she spread her legs and lay on his chest.

She breathed a sigh of relief when gravity returned.

Cassius hugged her aside, pressed her hand on her chair and didn't sit down immediately.

"Long memory?"

His face was very close to hers, and the breathing between the two of them was almost entangled. Claire's heart beat a little faster, and she replied with a guilty conscience: "You need to wear a seat belt."

In the small cabin, she almost thought that Cassius was going to kiss him, but he just pulled out his seat belt and helped her buckle it up calmly, "You still have half an hour of entertainment time."

He straightened up and distanced himself from her, Claire secretly breathed a sigh of relief, looked forward, and held the control handle with his hand.

The fighter plane she was driving flew crookedly around the entire main star. During this period, Claire's eyes were shining, and Cassius was sitting beside her quietly watching her.

When the time was almost up, the two returned to the ground.

It was completely dark when we got back to the ground.

Cassius didn't go with her, he just sent her to the car and said: "Stay at home and don't go anywhere."

His words meant something, but Claire was still immersed in the fun of traveling in space, and asked an irrelevant question, "Can I come here more often in the future?"

Cassius raised his eyebrows, "Like flying a fighter?"

Claire nodded seriously.

"I heard that your performance in the shooting range is also good." Cassius reached out and patted her on the head, "Be obedient, I will consider it."

This teasing action made Claire shrink back, "Go back and go to bed early at night."

After the car door was closed, Cassius watched the car drive out of the barracks, his mild expression gradually faded.

Back home alone, Martina prepared dinner for her.

A sandwich and hot milk, as well as a daily nutrient solution.

Claire ate the food, and Jones, who had been waiting at home all afternoon, brought her a message, "Counselor Cyril has prepared the expedition ship, and a car will come to take you the day after tomorrow."

Claire said happily: "I see."

Martina reminded her, "Don't forget to tell the commander on the day of the trip."

"I see."

Knowing that she could go to Earth soon, Claire was so excited that she couldn't sleep all night, and she woke up late the next morning.

She was sitting at the dining table eating delicious mashed potatoes and listening to Martina talk about the recent new trends in the reformatory.

"When the commander's assessment is over, the rescued humans will be transported out for exchange again, and new blood will come to the female correctional center."

Claire's face froze, "So fast? I remember that a few people were seriously injured. Will there be no problem if they are transported away like this?"

Martina said not at all surprised: "It's normal, the empire just needs to ensure that their vital signs are normal."

Claire lost her appetite, she put down the spoon and sighed softly, "I hope they can have better treatment when they reach the human race."

"Yes, they are goods for us, but for the human race, they are good babies." Martina can only comfort her in this way.

After a while, Martina sat across from her after finishing her work and browsed through the star network, and found an unexpected trending search.

[The mysterious drink is so delicious, do any orcs know how to make it?My wife asked for a second cup after drinking it. 】

"Ke Claire, is this your bubble tea?" Martina pushed her shoulder suspiciously.

Claire looked at the picture of milk tea mixed with beige pearls on the holographic interface, and asked curiously: "I made it, why is it on the hot search?"

Martina opened the comment area below and captured several speeches.

[The boss's little female made it, the boss protects the calf from us, hurry up, do you know what it is made of! 】

[I heard people say it’s called pearl milk tea. 】

The following is the four words of Tongqiu formula for swiping the screen.

Unsurprisingly, this should have come from the military area.

Martina still remembered something, and said to Claire very enviously: "When I went to the barracks to deliver clothes to you yesterday, I told the commander that you emptied the tea cabinet. He has already bought a new batch. Yes, it is estimated that he will arrive this afternoon, he really dotes on you, and he doesn't care about losing such a large sum of money at all."

"All that money went into his soldiers." Claire smiled, "But it's not so easy to raise a woman."

Martina nodded, "So you can't put a hat on the commander."

Claire rested her chin helplessly: "I really don't have this plan. Take a step back and say that the main star is only a human commander. Who else can I like besides him."

Martina thought for a while, and found that what she said was right, a satisfied smile appeared on her face.

The two gathered together and looked at the star network for a while. Claire didn't plan to post the ingredient list. She needed her cooking skills to get the most value for herself. Once something became mainstream, it would be worthless.

The time came to Cassius' assessment day so plainly.

(End of this chapter)