Him and their stars

Mr. Lonergan and his team were obviously a little excited when they heard that they were going to treat a guest, and that it would be the famous Imperial delicacies. They haven't had a serious meal in more than a week, so it's understandable that they would react this way.

However, the other party still relied on his tenacious willpower and pride as an intelligence officer to grit his teeth and firmly rejected Yu Lian.

"That's such a pity!" Yu Lian expressed regret: "In addition, remember to tell your superiors that you were discovered not because of business problems, but because of meeting me. If you are really treated unfairly, Remember to come to the embassy to apply for political asylum.”

Yu Lian admired the constipation on his face, stuffed the coffee and snacks in without any explanation, and left in a swaggering manner.

His destination is another space city in the central ring of the imperial capital, the so-called Besenrog City.

Yu Lian drove the small intra-stellar yacht assigned to him by the embassy, ​​and cut into the dense fleet of ships based on the automatic navigation of the Imperial City Navigation Bureau fed back from the communication terminal.

Looking at the densely packed but neatly lined up spaceships all around, people who come to the imperial capital for the first time may be shocked by this spectacular scene and once again feel the invincibility of the empire, but Yu Lian always has a feeling of returning. The feeling of hometown.

In his previous life, wasn't it the same situation whether it was city traffic during rush hour or the highway on the first and last days of holidays?

Yu Lian was almost certain that there must be another group of empire intelligence and security personnel not far from him in the boat flow, and they should have replaced Mr. Lonergan and his friends. However, we are in space now, and there are too many ships around, so even I can't easily lock the target.

In this case, he simply ignored it, turned on the autopilot, lay down on the chair, and turned on the news channel.

"There are still 40 days left before the registration deadline, but the number of people who have confirmed to participate in the God of War Festival has reached an all-time high. Now, let us get through to Sir Lebili who is at the God of War Festival. Sir, Sir..."

“The trial of the model shooting case and fight that occurred in Chuanglong City the day before yesterday has been completed. Since the two parties responsible finally did not cause any major casualties, they will be sentenced to more than 200 hours of community labor and three whippings. I hope they can induce As a warning."

"Comodore Commodore, spokesman for the Grand Marshal's Office, once again answered reporters' questions. The joint military exercise held in October was to review the confidence and ability of the imperial soldiers to defend the imperial territory and the people. There was absolutely no intimidation! All malicious interpretations are A naked act of defiance against the Empire.”

"Privy Council Minister Marquis Gertie announced his resignation. This is the third Privy Council minister to announce his resignation in half a year. Now we will connect with Sir Albert, professor of the Department of International Politics at Platinum Bridge University."

Who said that because of press controls, the imperial media was just the dog of the emperor and the nobles? Isn't this very spiritual?

While listening to the news, Yu Lian logged into Gaboria OL, logged into his wanderer account in the new server, and went to the City of Glory in a big way. Then he saw a female magician in the corner of the Yongchen Palace. Master, the equipment should be about the same level as yours.

The wanderer controlled by Yu Lian glanced at the other person, but the magician turned his face to you and said viciously: "What are you looking at?"

"What are you looking at?" The wanderer gestured to the other party with his middle finger.

The magician roared and fired a fireball towards Yu Lian.

Ever since, the two of them entered malicious PK mode. Although the two of them were only at level 20 or below, the fight was so dark that there was lightning and thunder, and the sound and light effects were much more gorgeous than the battles of psykers below the fourth ring.

However, before the winner could be decided, the nearby palace guards of level 120 or above swarmed in. Both of them were taken down, and they probably had to be locked up for several days.

Yu Lian quit the game and found that the ship he was on had broken away from the flow of the ship and was quickly approaching a huge space city not far away. At first glance, it looked like a super-large island floating in the universe. It was the city of Bethenberg, the destination of my trip.

This is a very common residential space city in the imperial capital. Apart from necessary maintenance equipment, there are no industrial areas in the city. Of course, in addition to the large-scale residential areas, there are also commercial areas, shopping areas, hospitals, schools, parks, playgrounds, etc. that are essential parts of citizens' life, and there is even a sizable ecological zoo.

Fully 40 million residents live in this almost perfectly designed space city. If it were placed on the surface of any planet, even with the current level of technology, it would be a proper super city.

However, placed in the universe, it is only one of the insignificant "residential areas" in the sky.

Yu Lian controlled the four-seater traffic boat and docked at the airport closest to the left-wing commercial district of the city. He paused for a moment, leaving the Faful Dragon Eye in place. With his current mental strength, even if he is two to three thousand meters away, he can still ensure long-distance sensing of this spiritual treasure. Oh, it may be a bit tricky to control it to hit people, but if it is just with the needle on it, If you keep in touch with the hole camera, that's no problem.

Yu Lian walked away for a while, and soon three ships docked within a hundred meters of his berth. Two of the ordinary private transport boats disembarked a middle-aged couple with their children and four young girls dressed as college students. The remaining one is a medium-sized traffic boat that can accommodate twenty or thirty people, naturally including men, women, old and young.

Yu Lian stood in front of a city terminal outside the port, pretending to look up today's city activity introductions, transportation maps, and various tourist attractions and food recommendations. His appearance and facial data were all photographed, and then he secretly flew back to fight with him.

Three minutes later, when the Noble Phantasm as big as a glass marble was returned to his pocket, Yu Lian straightened up from the terminal device, touched his belly, and revealed a very expressive Goro hungry face.

"Well, Master... I'm hungry!" Yu Lian said seriously.

Then, he really started to move quickly and rhythmically, like a, ah no, a, ah no, a lonely gourmet looking for food. He quickly came to a commercial pedestrian street three blocks away from here and entered a very ordinary-looking small restaurant in the middle of the street.

The store inside is not big, with only seven or eight tables in total. The only staff members are the slightly older boss and his wife, and a slender and flexible Dipu waitress.

"Physalis Chicken Pie." Yu Lian said to himself without looking at the menu.

The Dipu man nodded: "You are really knowledgeable. If you are alone, just buy half a piece? There are four flavors in total. You..."

"Two of them! One of each flavor."

The Dipu people probably thought that Yu Lian was packing or waiting for guests, so they didn't ask any more questions. Immediately afterwards, Yu Lian actually ate the chicken pie, which was enough for three to four people, while the store owner looked at her in amazement.

Fortunately, the universe is very big, and the Tianyu Imperial City is also one of the most prosperous star areas in the entire galaxy. The store owners are well-informed. Although this kind of big eater is indeed a bit contrary to common sense, it is not unheard of.

So, when Yu Lian simply ordered an extra portion of fried noodles with spicy minced meat, a bowl of dragon carob seafood soup, and a portion of fried fish, all of which were the famous specialties of this small shop. The boss praised Yu Lian for being a good judge of goods, and also said that it must be a good sign that he has done such a big business even before lunch time.

This was a lunch that satisfied Yu Lian's taste and appetite. It could even be regarded as the happiest meal he had since arriving in the imperial capital.

It seems that the empire's food programs are still a little more disciplined than those of the alliance and will not randomly recommend traffic.

I can highlight this store and bring Feifei to eat there in the future.

He breathed a sigh of contentment, prepared to leave, and then placed a golden golden dragon ticket on the cashier counter.

The elderly boss and Yu Lian looked at each other for two seconds and confirmed their eyes. The wealthy-looking guest opposite him was really not a generous owner, so he slowly began to give change while returning the money. He smiled and said, "You came at the right time."

"How do you say it?" Yu Lian asked with interest.

"The essence of physalis chicken pie is not the chicken and the pie, but the physalis. However, this small red coral sour berry is only produced in the northern forest of Gumeia." The boss looked at the hanging There is a flat star map of the sky on the wall. The most conspicuous thing on it, apart from the blue hometown of the Tirero people, is of course the green Gumeiya star.

"Although small red coral fruits can be grown in plantations on other planets and even in dome farms on space stations, I feel that only those made from the place of origin can have the same taste. Those counterfeit ones bought in supermarkets Damn it, how can you use it to insult this famous dish that has at least five thousand years of history?"

Yu Lian felt that this statement was actually a bit idealistic. He believes that if any food ingredient can be broken down into its molecular structure, it can be restored in its entirety. From a scientific point of view, the crops cultivated in dome farms will definitely not be worse than those grown in the place of origin, and may even be better.

However, all the best chefs in the world have to some extent an artist's sensibility and metaphysics. It's okay if people say it is, and there's no need to be tough in this direction.

"Next week, Gumeiya Star will be closed. I'm afraid I won't be able to buy the authentic small red coral fruit for two or three months." The boss showed a distressed look.

"Oh, this year's God of War Festival ceremony has been decided to be held on the Gumeiya planet! I thought it would be on the Shangting star or Longxiang star as in previous years."

Shangting Star and Longxiang Star are also two habitable planets that have undergone large-scale planetary climate modification. The former is now the favorite natural resort for the citizens of the Imperial City. The latter has even become a breeding ground for the imperial royal family and the army to raise various dragon-shaped behemoths.

"Of course the official has not decided yet, but everyone has already guessed it. After all, it is the 150th world. If it is the 200th world, I can't help but put it directly in Tirello. This is your change." The boss thrust a handful of wallets into Yu Lian's hands.

Yu Lian thought for a while, took out two more silver coins with the largest face value from the pile of coins, and sent them back.

The boss looked overjoyed when he saw Yu Lian pointing to the counter next to the cooked food and snacks: "Give me one of the meatballs and mercury candies, and the other two."

The boss packed the snacks for Yu Lian with a wry smile and watched him leave the shop holding the small bag.

At this time, a pair of people from the celebration parade happened to pass by, and the place was very lively with gongs and drums. Yu Lian just slipped into the crowd and disappeared.

"Hey, are all the young people on earth so stingy today?" The boss watched the celebration parade pass through the front of his store, and he felt much happier. He was humming a song and was about to go back to the house to continue preparing ingredients, but he saw two more people in casual clothes in front of him.

"Hello, we are..."

"Whoever you are, you're blocking my way! Crow!"

A clear scowl flashed across both of their faces.

This is indeed how the citizens of the imperial capital refer to the secret police and security agency agents with disdain. But even though they are used to being scolded for so many years, it doesn't mean they can accept it.

One of them lowered his voice and showed an ID card: "You still don't understand the situation! We are from the Department of Homeland Security. We hope you will cooperate well! The one just now...ah, I'm sorry, Sir, it's my fault!"

The boss opened his chef's bib and revealed a badge pinned to his lapel. It was the Imperial First Class Dragon's Eye Medal. The person who holds this medal must be a battlefield veteran who has received the knighthood due to military merit. Even if he is a lifelong noble for only one generation, he must still be a noble.

The other person quickly nodded and bowed, and began to say nice things with a smile on his face. It took a long time for the knight-status owner of a small restaurant to look slightly mellow.

"Others hate what you do. But what I hate is the way you work? Do you understand?" Jazz lectured again.

The two people quickly continued to nod and bow to show that Sir Alex was teaching him a lesson, and then changed the topic back.

"Sir, we really just came to inquire about something from you. Well, did you, the customer in your shop just now, tell you where he was going?"

Jazz was startled for a moment, then realized something and sneered: "Is that a diplomat from the community?"

The two nodded.

"Lost?"

The two continued to nod with grimaces.

"waste!"

The two of them were about to cry.

"How the hell do I know? Ask your boss to adjust the monitoring!" Seeing that the two of them were really about to cry, Jazz comforted him and said: "Don't worry, that young man seems to be a very particular person. Anyway, you guys It’s also a routine matter, just follow the lost one, right?”

"Hey, how can you see it?" one person asked.

"He's very good at eating!" The boss said with a smile: "Generally speaking, those who can eat like this are good guys."

The two smiled helplessly and could only quickly notify their superiors. However, at this point, even mobilizing surveillance is a bit useless. Although Tianyu's surveillance system is the most rigorous in the entire galaxy, the other party is a psyker after all. He can really use some subtle supernatural operations to deflect the surveillance camera's facial data sampling.

As a result, it is completely impossible to use a computer to quickly analyze and track.

"That's why I said that psykers should not be allowed to enter the country at will! Let alone diplomats! The Generalissimo's Mansion and the Honglu Academy should be good people, but we, the security department, are allowed to take the blame!" The person responsible for monitoring Yu Lian The head of the security department grabbed his hair in distress.

"Then, contact the Inquisition and the Knights?"

The supervisor hesitated for several seconds, then nodded inaudibly with a constipated expression on his face.

In fact, he really wanted to say, let's not bother with this. They should have taken action a long time ago, so why bother to come to their door to scold him? However, if you think about it carefully, losing track is a matter of ability, while reporting is a matter of attitude. Now that there is a crisis in terms of ability, of course we can only make up for it in terms of attitude.

Thinking of this, the supervisor gave one more instruction: "Be more polite in your attitude, be more sincere in your words, and finally beg a little."