The Third Rebirth

Chapter 76 The Seventy-sixth Little Tail

Chapter 76 The Seventy-sixth Little Tail

Most of the bases are embedded in the mountains, and there is no natural light. The only way to tell time is by the clock.

At seven o'clock in the evening, the cold dining room became lively again. Jiang Cancan, Youlong's deputy Lin Zhao, and Eryi from Mayflies prepared a luxurious dinner on the spot - a box of self-heating mixed fried rice for each soldier, plus a pork egg roll.

Thirty-four people gathered around three large tables. The four people from Mayflies were chatting with Jiang Cancan. Perhaps because they were all thick-skinned and straightforward, they quickly started a friendly communication mode.

The scientists from the Academy of Engineering were arguing about something. Professor Guo held a spoon in one hand and a draft paper in the other. He threw away his usual calmness, blushed, and was about to roll up his sleeves and stand on the table. Professor Chen next to him slapped the table and quickly stuffed a heart-saving pill into his mouth, as if he was going to faint in the next second.

Jian Lan, who was eating fried rice quickly with a stainless steel spoon, was stunned by this. She kicked Jiang Cancan under the table, "Do you understand what they are arguing about? I can understand every word they say, but when they are put together, I don't understand it at all."

Jiang Cancan nodded, pointed at Jian Lan and then at himself, "You, me, poor students."

Jian Lan: "..."

The people of Mayflies burst into laughter without courtesy.

Ling Chen sat on Ye Xiao's left, and Ajiu sat on his right. He finished the pork egg roll in a few bites and poked in the fried rice with a spoon.

Ajiu saw it and asked Ye Xiao, "What's wrong?"

Ling Chen reached out and took Ye Xiao's fried rice in front of him, carefully picked all the carrot pieces in it into his bowl without leaving any, and ate it all in one bite.

"Be good, eat it."

Ye Xiao brought the fried rice back, his eyes curved, and obediently took the spoon to eat.

Ajiu smiled and said, "I didn't expect Night Owl / Ye Xiao to be so picky about food."

Ling Chen was helpless, "Well, slowly he started not to eat carrots."

Ajiu's eyes softened as he stared at Ye Xiao's profile - is it because he knew that someone would indulge him unconditionally and help him pick out the food he didn't like, that's why he learned to be picky about food?

Among them, at least one person is different, which is really good.

After finishing the meal in a noisy manner, Ling Chen stood up. He rarely buttoned every button of his clothes neatly, tied his belt tightly, and the cold light fell from his head, making his facial features more profound, and the whole person looked as sharp as a sword.

After he stood up, the whole dining room slowly quieted down, and the people from the Second Department and Youlong subconsciously straightened their backs and put their hands on their knees - the standard military sitting posture.

In the dining room, you could hear a pin drop.

Ling Chen didn't laugh, and spoke in a nearly solemn voice, "Today is August 27, 2064, the fifteenth day of the seventh lunar month, the Zhongyuan Festival."

Everyone was startled, and then they all thought of something.

"It is said that on the 15th day of the seventh lunar month, the gates of hell open and the souls of the dead will return, so I opened another table for them." Ling Chen pointed to the table next to him with bowls and chopsticks but no one sitting there, and his voice was a little relaxed, "The only worry is that this is a virtual world, and I don't know if they can find their way back."