Alien Paradise.

Chapter 199 Paradise Home Garden
Reske climbed out of bed hesitantly and found a pair of slippers that suited him lying beside the bed.

After putting on his shoes, he didn't open the door immediately, but walked around the room, wanting to see if the horn of mist was left somewhere in the room—this thing had already been bound to his soul, even though If he lost it, he should be able to sense it, but here, he completely lost contact with the horn.This hollow feeling made him quite uncomfortable, but surprisingly, he actually felt a faint sense of relief.

It was as if something that had been weighing on my heart was loosened.

Then Resker saw a strange thing on the wall.

It is about the size of a palm, with a piece of transparent glass in the middle, but it is glowing inside.What's even more astonishing is that the light is still colored and evenly divided into several squares.

It reminded him of the deliberately patchwork stained glass windows in some mission churches, which cast colorful patches of color on the ground when sunlight shone through them.

Resk also found that there were a few characters inlaid on these squares. Although he didn't understand what it meant, it made him realize that this might be a button.From a certain point of view, the more particular a person is, the more effort he will make in small details.

He tried to pat the glass.

Only a light "ding" sound was heard, and a strange device on the wall suddenly moved!It opened a row of slender mouths and let out a low whoosh.

Resk was taken aback!He quickly shrank back, and after confirming that the thing was not dangerous, he approached cautiously again.

Then he smelled a cool breeze.

Is this thing a ventilation device?

Resker tiptoed curiously, and put his hand close to the small opening. Sure enough, the cool wind kept gushing out, as if there were many ice blocks hidden inside it!
Interesting device.

Before he could take a closer look, there was a bang bang bang sound outside the door, which made him feel a little relaxed and immediately raised his heart again.

Resker held his breath, and after listening for a while, he confirmed that he heard it right. It was definitely the sound of a knife chopping on a chopping board, and it was still a bone-in piece of meat!

He couldn't help but imagine a bloody slaughterhouse in his mind.

When talking with other believers, he heard that some cultists do have the habit of eating their own kind. Could it be that the Karma Cult is the same?In fact, Resk himself was not sure whether this was the embrace of the gods, or whether he had fallen into the hands of the cultists.But the bang bang bang bang made him more and more uneasy, because it took too long to chop... Except for professional slaughterhouses, most people simply don't have so much meat to chop.

When he thought that he was still unconsciously lying on the bed before, this feeling of uneasiness was amplified a little.

Resker decided that he couldn't wait here all the time, and it was better to take a little more initiative in his hands - even though there was something unusual about this place, he still had to go out and explore the situation.

Thinking of this, he reached out to hold the door handle and tried to twist it.

The door is not locked.

He opened the door lightly, and there was a narrow corridor outside.The sound of chopping meat was not far from him, at most it was across from the next door.Resk followed the sound and walked over, quietly peeking into the door.

bang bang bang-

It was a woman wielding a machete, humming a ditty while chopping chicken nuggets on a chopping board, with disastrous results.The chicken nuggets were either bounced off or cut in the air, but the woman didn't notice it and continued to wrestle with the meat, as if she wouldn't stop until she chopped them up.

This time Resker couldn't be fixed.

He didn't know whether to sneak away or step forward to correct her knife technique.

No... it's better to slip away.

Although this woman wasn't the cult butcher who wanted to chop him up, but she looked mentally abnormal, and he felt that it was definitely not a good thing to rush up to talk to her.

Reske moved a few steps forward and suddenly heard a very familiar voice.

This made him startled slightly.

The voice was indeed very familiar, but the other party spoke a language he had never heard before.It's not the lingua franca of the mainland, nor Triton... Even if it's a dialect in a remote area, it's not like he can't understand it at all.

If it was someone else, he would have walked away without paying attention, but this voice made him unable to move forward.Resker took a deep breath and gently pushed open the door where the sound came from.

Then he saw a young man.

The other party may be slightly older than him, but he is definitely not over 25 years old. He is holding a small iron plate in his hand, as if he is talking to someone.

The moment the door opened, the other party also saw him.

The man spoke a phrase very quickly at first, but after seeing him a little dazed, the other party immediately switched to another language.

This time Resker understood.

"Are you awake?"

He asked subconsciously, "... Mr. Chao?"

"Yes," the other party replied straightforwardly, "It's me."

What exactly is going on?

Before Reske could ask the most confusing question in his mind, he heard footsteps coming from behind.

"Oh, he woke up too. I thought someone was here."

and also?
He turned his head and found that the speaker was the chicken chopping woman, and she was still holding the gleaming machete in her hand.

Seeing the front, Resk suddenly felt that she looked vaguely familiar.

"You are……"

"It's the first time we met. My name is Lovisia." The woman smiled.

……

In the kitchen, Resk swiftly cut the washed vegetables into sections, poured them into the soup pot, and then picked up the knife to chop the tomatoes.

"Do you really not need my help?" Lovisia eagerly asked.

"No, just watch it." He said while peeling the skin, "Speaking of which, have you really cooked?"

Although he had quite a few questions at the moment, such as where this place was, what was going on with the Gray Hill Mine, and whether the evil god had descended... But Mr. Chao asked him to talk about it later, because the other party was busy with very important things now, and The lives of thousands of people in Brilliant Fort are related to each other, and no minute or second can be delayed.If it were him in the past, he would definitely continue to ask questions, but now he has lost his horn and seems to have lost a piece of his spirit, so he just accepted Mr. Chao's statement.

As for Lovisia, he finally remembered why he felt familiar—this person is one of the leaders of the Brotherhood of Miners. When he mixed into the slave labor group to observe Gaotian Company, he might have had a relationship with her once or twice. face to face.However, compared with the sickly image in memory, she is now full of vitality.

Even Lovisia's first thing after waking up was to think about taking care of Mr. Chao's food and preparing a lunch for him when he was busy!
God knows what terrible finished product she would end up with if she didn't intervene.

"Of course, Hai Qi doesn't eat less of my cooking... Of course, she prefers to eat some of her sister's cooking."

Rebel miners, hiding deep in the misty area, cooking... These words are connected together, and Resker immediately understood the cooking level of the other party.He doesn't have any dislike for these low-level Triton people, and even has some natural closeness, but it's too sorry for Mr. Chao to eat what they can swallow as a staple food.

Finally, he poured the chicken nuggets and tomatoes into the pot and covered the pot. The basic process of this "chowder chicken soup" was completed, and the next step was to wait.

But having said that, this small kitchen is really amazing... It is so narrow that it can barely accommodate two people, but it has more incredible kitchen utensils than any hotel kitchen.For example, this automatic fire-breathing stove, the food storage cabinet that emits air-conditioning inside, and the small fan that draws away the smoke...they are not miraculous structures, but they have the ability to be comparable to miraculous structures.Even the faucet that automatically sends water is more exquisite and easy to use than the one in the nobleman's house in Brilliant Fort.

"So... where are we?" Resk looked at the blue fire at the bottom of the pot and murmured.

"Is there any need to ask?" Lovisya shrugged, "The answer is almost obvious."

"He told you?"

"No, but I know—this is Paradise."

(End of this chapter)