Interstellar Era of Gossip

Chapter 92 [Starship Journey]

"You squeezed me."

　　Nalun: "..."

　　"We, we just have something... to report." The young officers took a few steps back in embarrassment, wishing they could throw themselves out of the ship to calm down.

　　Xerxes said calmly: "That's great, go ahead."

　　"That's right, it is..." The tall man with a crew cut who was in the lead blushed, and couldn't find a suitable reason for a moment.

　　Behind him, a short officer tried to stick his head out, glancing vaguely in the direction of Nalun. Another man who looked particularly serious patted the short man's head as a warning.

　　Several people exchanged glances and communicated with each other in silence.

　　In response, Xerxes' expression was very calm: "Wei Lin."

　　The short officer who poked his head out shrank his neck and said, "Yes."

　　"you say."

　　Wei Lin was stunned and stammered, "Adjutant Andrew wants us to... inform everyone to set off."

　　A crew cut and a dazed look in the eyes - such a reason... Isn't it obvious to "set off"?

　　The starship under my feet shook and the nebula outside the window reversed. I could sense it without anyone notifying me.

　　It was over, it was over. He was caught eavesdropping on his superiors' gossip and had to come up with a terrible excuse. He could already foresee what was waiting for them.

Weilin himself realized it, and with a bitter face, he looked at his friend for help.

　　Xerxes: "If you have nothing to do, go help Hagrid."

　　The three of them stood up straight nervously.

　　Just kidding, they don't want to wash dishes in a greasy kitchen!

　　Nalun was curious: "Hagrid?"

　　The serious-looking young man locked his eyes on him and said, "That's our chef. He has a slightly weird personality, but his cooking skills are excellent. If you have anything you like to eat, just tell me."

　　Nalun: "..." Why did he feel like he was being flattered? After adjusting his attitude and making a few polite remarks, the prince said that he had no plans to have dinner for the time being.

　　Xerxes thought about it and took the opportunity to order a bunch of dishes.

　　Nalun was stunned: "..." These were all his favorites.

　　The young officer's face froze, and he said with difficulty: "Today is Monday, Hagrid doesn't make desserts."

　　Xerxes raised an eyebrow.

　　He immediately changed his tone: "No problem, leave it to me."

　　Xerxes nodded in satisfaction.

　　Wei Lin, who was standing next to him, had a frightened expression on his face. He dared not move his head anymore and just stood there like a quail.

　　The man with a crew cut in front of him didn't dare to say a word.

　　Nalun felt a strange sense of sympathy. He felt that the other party was frightened. Before he got to know Xerxes, he also thought that the other party was quite intimidating when he didn't say anything.

　　The atmosphere was a little tense.

　　He coughed.

　　Xerxes immediately curled his lips and turned to introduce the three little brothers who were eavesdropping to Nalun.