Alien Relic Hunter

Chapter 535 Fried Rice
"They are very strong." Valentina nodded, "Layton showed me the video of their training match. Their opponent is a wealthy club with three ace pilots, but they are always suppressing the whole process. When the opponent fought, the three ace pilots couldn't even organize a decent counterattack. They only lasted for less than 2 minutes, two airframes were severely damaged, and one surrendered."

"How long do you think you can last as their opponent?" Ke Lan asked instead.

"If your teammates are you and Layton, we should only last for [-] seconds." Valentina said mercilessly, without any consideration of saving face for Ke Lan and Layton.

But what she said is correct. Ke Lan's body is too limited. Although the long-distance firepower is extremely terrifying, if someone gets close, he will instantly become a fish on the chopping board and be slaughtered by others—for those who have been fighting for years For military pilots who are on the cruel battlefield, how to avoid long-range firepower while shortening the distance is simply a compulsory course in combat.You must know that among those indigenous creatures, there are also a large number of "turret type" subspecies that specialize in long-distance attacks.The task of the high-speed mecha units in the field corps is often to cut in from the flanks and deal with these powerful "turrets" for the frontal troops.

In terms of game terms, it is the operation of this group of people to "cut the back row", which is already perfect.

Ke Lan was completely unsure of surviving in the hands of these people.

As for Layton, let alone, although his operation skills are better than Ke Lan's, he basically has no specialties and belongs to that kind of balanced pilot.Equilibrium means that you can only rely on hard power to speak, and Layton's strength... has not yet touched the threshold of a quasi-ace...

The aces of other people's seriousness have been suppressed by these military pilots, let alone these "amateur players".

"Then if it's one-on-one, how sure are you?" Ke Lan changed the way of asking. He knew very well that three-on-three, if they don't open the game, they have absolutely no chance against the military team. odds.

But when it comes to hacking, Ke Lan naturally thinks of the "humanoid self-propelled cheater" Ze Luo... But if Pai Zeluo participates in the competition, he has to take the risk of being seen through. After all, that guy's ability is too terrifying. This difference in strength cannot be concealed by "acting".

This kind of competition is no different from online games. The replays of the competition will be studied over and over again. If someone really finds out about Ze Luo's abnormality, it will not be worth the loss.

If Ze Luo's identity is exposed for the sake of being the champion of a mecha competition... Ke Lan weighed it in his heart, and finally dismissed the idea.

"No more than [-]%." Valentina said, "They are stronger and more ruthless than me."

"It seems that the champion of this year's competition should be the military representative team that came out halfway." Ke Lan shrugged helplessly, "Forget it, let's not talk about this, you probably haven't eaten yet, have you?"

"No." Qin Zhao shook his head, knowing that Ke Lan was going back to the ark, she and Valentina were waiting at the airport four hours in advance.

"Exactly, I haven't eaten either. I was already hungry when I was on the transport plane, so I walked around to find food."

"I have compressed dry food on me." Valentina said as she took out two energy bars from her pocket.

"...Uh, it's not outside. You can always find a place to eat."

"Oh." Valentina silently put the energy bar back into her pocket.

"Let's solve the problem of eating nearby. I remember that there is a food street outside this airport. Let's go there to eat. I'll treat you." Ke Lan said.

In the old era, the biggest feature of the restaurants near the airport was that the food was expensive and the portions were small. You might have to pay three to four times the normal price to buy food that was half or even less than the normal portion, and the taste was average...not only Food, even fast food such as cola and instant noodles, which are sold at the same price across the country, doubles the price at airports and train stations. If you want to eat in this kind of place, you must be prepared to be severely slaughtered.

After all, the rents of the shops near the airport are very high, and the customers they receive are itinerant tourists, and there are no repeat customers, so the shops slaughter people naturally without any worries—but this phenomenon, however, was completely destroyed on the ark. reversed.

On the Ark, all the restaurants close to the airport are basically synonymous with "good quality, low price, and high cost performance", let alone those restaurants and restaurants in the prosperous areas of high-end blocks, even those fly restaurants in ordinary residential areas , the prices are not necessarily as affordable as those near the airport.

For people in the old era, airplanes are an expensive and high-end way of travel. Not everyone can afford a ticket of several thousand dollars.
But in this era, the truly rich rarely go to the wilderness. Even if they want to go sightseeing occasionally, they basically take private flying vehicles.

As for the main clients of the civil aviation industry, only relic hunters and mercenaries, as well as those miners and scavengers with little money in their pockets, remained.

These people can't squeeze out any oil and water at all, and there are still a lot of bad-tempered thorns in hunters and mercenaries-this group of guys who lick blood may just take out their guns and shoot them if they disagree with each other. It's on the table.In this way, who would dare to kill customers in a restaurant near the airport...

Ke Lan took the two girls and walked slowly into this food street full of oily smoke. It was his first time visiting this airport, but the similar street scene still gave Ke Lan a familiar feeling.

When he hadn't met the hound and others, every time he finished exploring the ruins, he would go to this kind of small restaurant to have a good meal—for Ke Lan at that time, a bowl of genuine braised pork , can definitely be regarded as a top enjoyment.

Although these restaurants are cheap, they will stock some high-end products such as real meat and home-grown vegetables. These ingredients are specially prepared for relic hunters and mercenaries.

A fruitful journey needs a big meal to celebrate; a near-death adventure needs wine and meat to suppress the shock; even the loss of siblings, many people will go to these places to commemorate them.

Compared with the workers who only order the cheapest food, the restaurants near the airport are obviously more welcoming of such diners.

The first store on the street is a barbecue restaurant. Two rows of four or five-meter-long open-air grills stand across the door. After tumbling a few times, it was thrown into the stainless steel washbasin on the side—most of these skewers are artificial meat made of soybean protein, not real meat. It’s enough to heat it up. If it’s grilled like real meat, it’s probably only black and hard coke that will be left on the table.

"What do you want to eat?" Ke Lan asked.

He just glanced at the barbecue restaurant and skipped it - the only piece of "real meat" up for sale in the whole store was hung under the signboard with an iron hook, half a piece of pork, but those parts were better All the meat has been cut off, and the rest are some relatively poor positions, and the meat quality does not look very fresh.

"I don't know." Valentina said. In her opinion, the only function of food is to fill their stomachs. If Ke Lan hadn't insisted on dragging them to the restaurant, she would have been gnawing on the food in her pocket Energy bar.

"You decide, I can do it." Qin Zhao said, although she can be considered a senior foodie, but after all, this trip is a treat for her boss, and she feels that she should not make the decision for the boss.

"Uh, how about this one?" Ke Lan pointed to a store ten steps away.

The front of this store is only about half the size of the first barbecue restaurant. A crumbling plastic low door creaked with the breeze, and an oily signboard was hung above the low door.

"The Old Hunter's Restaurant."

Judging by the name, either this is a restaurant run by retired relic hunters, or it is a restaurant that provides services exclusively for relic hunters.

There were a few severely aged plastic tables and chairs at the entrance of the hotel. The yellowed plastic material even made Ke Lan wonder if it would break if he sat on his butt.

Next to the low door is a window with a square meter and a half. Inside the window is the stove. A thick exhaust pipe pokes out directly from the round hole above the window, and solid oil stains fall down from the pipe head and drag It came down, glowing with a dark brown light.

A middle-aged man with a strong figure but not exaggerated muscles was standing in front of the stove, holding a huge iron pot in one hand, and stirring with a huge spatula in the other—— This kind of cooking utensils basically only appeared in the military cooking class. Even ordinary chefs could not lift this kind of cast iron cauldron with a net weight of [-] kilograms even with two hands.

Seeing Ke Lan approaching with two girls, the chef glanced at them and said, "There is no place inside, if you don't mind, sit at the entrance of the shop."

"Okay." Ke Lan nodded. He originally planned to sit outside instead of running into a cramped room with a group of sweaty men.

It’s fine if he’s alone, the key is that there are two girls with good looks beside him, if he meets a drunk or a salty pig… he’s not afraid of fighting, but he can’t smash his shop Alright.

Ke Lan found the cleanest table and sat down, then turned around and asked, "Boss, is there a menu?"

"No." The chef shook his head, quickly picked up a handful of seasonings, and sprinkled them into the pot.

"Uh... are there any special dishes then?"

"I only sell fried rice here. You can put in whatever you want to fry. You can put anything on the counter." The chef said, taking a half step back, revealing the vegetable sink on the right.

There are not many things on the table, but there are also meat and vegetables - dozens of eggs stacked on cardboard shelves, half-thick ham sausages, various vegetables and fungi that look very fresh, and a piece of meat from the ceiling. The old bacon that was hung up and dried into black.

"Then let's have three bowls of egg fried rice, add some shiitake mushrooms and enoki mushrooms, as well as onions, lettuce and potato chips." Ke Lan said, if the hound is here, there will be some complaints-"You are worth hundreds of millions It’s too late, why don’t you just eat fried rice with eggs from a roadside stall?”

"Do you want chili?" the chef asked again.

"I want it, how about you?"

"Yes." "Yes." The two women said in unison.

"Oh, by the way, that piece of bacon..." Ke Lan pointed to the piece of old bacon hanging on the rope.

"It's authentic black pork, the treasure of my store here. If you want to add it, it's not cheap." The chef glanced at Ke Lan's clothes from the corner of his eye and said.

Ke Lan was wearing a field regiment's daily training uniform, but because of his special status, he removed the epaulets and badges—this type of military uniform is very popular on the black market, and it is comfortable and durable. It is extremely cost-effective, and is sought after by many hunters and mercenaries... Although the one on Ke Lan is almost brand new, the price will not exceed [-] credits. His outfit is comparable to that of a middle-level hunter or Mercenaries are about the same.

Qin Zhao and Valentina were dressed like ordinary civilians, and the total amount of their outfits would not exceed [-] credit points.

"How much does this piece of bacon cost?" Ke Lan asked curiously.

"According to grams, one gram is 35."

"Fuck." Ke Lan sighed inwardly, and almost asked the question "Is your fat fat made of gold, or is your lean meat made of gold?"—Selling by gram, could this boss just put this A piece of meat as the top sashimi in a high-end hotel?
However, the price really aroused Ke Lan's curiosity. He really wanted to know what's so great about the 35 grams of bacon.

Thinking of paying a wave of IQ tax at the worst, Ke Lan nodded and said, "Then cut it in half."

"Half, that's more than half a catty." The chef raised his head and looked at Ke Lan suspiciously again.

How much money does such a young mercenary have in his pocket?It shouldn't cost nearly [-] credits for a meal just to pick up these two girls, right?

"Yes, it's half." Ke Lan said, "You can't taste the taste if it's less, right?"

"Okay, but you have to pay first." The boss pointed to the payment code pasted by the window, which was almost covered with oil.

"How much in total?"

"There are not many customers like you who buy half a catty at a time. I'll give you a discount. Add it all together, seven thousand."

"Okay." Ke Lan took out his mobile phone and was about to pay, but at this moment, a discordant voice suddenly came from the store.

"Hey, boss, what kind of fairy meat is this? Half a piece actually costs seven thousand?"

"By the way, I just asked you the price of this bacon. Didn't you say it's not for sale? Could it be that you were afraid that my brothers would smash your shop? Haha, look at that Kaizi outside, looking stupid, Look at it and kill it."

"I don't sell it to you because I know you can't afford it." The chef and owner glanced at the group of diners and said coldly.

"What do you mean? Do you look down on people?" A violent mercenary stood up immediately. He was more than two meters tall, and his head almost touched the low ceiling of the shop.

And behind him, several other people dressed as mercenaries also had malicious expressions on their faces.

[PS Thanks for the reward of 500 starting coins (Brother, your ID is too difficult to type, I held back for 5 minutes, but I couldn’t type it, and finally I had to go to the background to copy and paste) ...]

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