Interstellar: Conquering Crazy Commanders with Food

Chapter 33 His Warning
Feeling exhausted like a tide, Claire watched the face gradually blurred, and slowly fell into a deep sleep.

She lay quietly on the hospital bed, her chest rose and fell slightly, and the nutritional injections made her body look a little fuller, but she was still very thin overall.

Cassius stared at the thin and small face, and stretched out his hand out of nowhere to brush away a strand of hair sticking to her cheek.

"How long is the repair period for the leukemia M5 model?" He suddenly asked the doctor in a low voice.

"Leukemia?" The doctor replied inexplicably: "About 10 minutes. The treatment of this type of disease is very simple, but if the patient delays for too long, there will be problems with the body, and the recovery period will be relatively prolonged."

Cassius sat staring at Claire for a while, finally got up and bent over to pick her up and took her to his lounge, where there was a big soft bed, which would be much more comfortable than a medical bed.

"Commander, the Mechanical Guard dragged back some of the wreckage, there is a problem."

"Commander, we found an escape machine that crashed into a meteorite."

"Commander, the Emperor has requested a communication."

"Commander, the mechanical guard has returned to the team, the loss and casualty statistics have been completed, the position has been set, and whether to perform a space jump."

Taking one last look at Claire who was asleep on the bed, Cassius left quickly.

The frigate temporarily returned to a space station in the Atli system two hours later.

"Send me the tracking route archive of the translation patch, track Doris's communication records, she will not delete it completely, Claire is here with me, um, it's Pulan." Cassius's voice was particularly special in the empty bedroom Qing Leng, "I suspect that the engine at the bottom of the transport ship was loaded with a bomb, and I will bring back some of the wreckage for further testing."

Claire opened her eyes in a daze, and the male voice in her ears gradually became clear. She rubbed the soft goose down pillow.

Cassius, who had changed into casual clothes, was sitting behind a desk and making a phone call. When he saw her wake up, he said calmly, "Is it better?"

Claire turned her face away, nodded and shook her head blankly, and said in a hoarse voice: "The stitched wound on the arm is painful, and the soles of the feet are also burning."

Cassius hung up the communication and looked at her with black eyes, "It's only been two hours, and the healing is not so fast."

Claire looked around the entire bedroom, it was like a square white box, only Cassius in front of him was the only ink dot, he was only sitting there in a black shirt with two buttons open at the collar, his handsome face made people feel a little helpless Look away.

"Where are we?" This is not the medical cabin, Claire sat up slowly.

"Space station." Cassius stood up and took a bottle of mineral water, unscrewed it and handed it to her.

"Thank you." Claire took it with one hand and took a few sips.

"Claire, is there anyone running away besides you?" Cassius asked her with lowered eyes, his eyes dark.

Claire's body froze, water stains slid from the corners of her moist lips.

He knows?Did they catch the escape machine anyway?She couldn't make up her mind, and remained silent for a few seconds. Claire put down the water bottle, bit her lower lip, "There is an escape machine."

She can't afford the price of being found out for lying now, she can only tell the truth and grab the only trace of trust he has.

Claire raised her arm and wiped her lips with her sleeve, and said softly, "A few women have escaped."

Cassius suddenly lowered his body, his dark eyes were level with her, watching her uneasiness, "I'm glad you waited for me where you are, you made the right choice."

Clareton seemed to have fallen into an ice cellar. She looked at him and tried her best not to tremble, "They..." Are you caught?
"There is a problem with the power engine of the escape machine, and the propeller ran out of control and hit a meteorite." Cassius looked at her, and said with a cold face: "A problematic ship will not be equipped with a complete escape machine, Claire."

So he didn't kill them, all because it was a problematic aircraft, but the result still made Claire's eyes red, "Then their bodies."

She didn't ask about the latter part. In the cosmic collider in a vacuum state, the corpse would only be crushed into slag.

Cassius straightened up, took a deep look at her, and turned to leave.

He probably guessed that she had wavered, and now... he was warning her to give up all thoughts of leaving.

Claire curled up under the quilt with an ugly expression on her face.

She escaped death by a coincidence of the neck ring, and they were spared every bone because of their desire to be free.

After an unknown amount of time, someone pushed the door open, "Claire, the commander said you need to eat."

The quilt covering her head was lifted, and the robot tilted its head, "Claire? You are awake, please get up."

Claire opened her slightly red and swollen eyes. In front of her was not a robot with a corned egg head, but a silver face that looked like Iron Man. The sharp and rigid lines were very finely drawn, and it was a high-level war robot.

She got up slowly and saw the wheelchair beside him
"Sit, I'll push you." He made a gesture of invitation.

There were scratches on the soles of the feet, and Claire didn't feel wronged, and moved his hands to the wheelchair.

The robot pushed her out of the lounge and into a passageway lit with soft white lights.

There are panoramic sunroofs on both sides, she can clearly see the external nuclear power panels, and the cylindrical space station makes it look like a huge moth's wings.

In the space where the stars shine, the misty nebula exudes blue or reddish purple light, and they flow in the satin-like dark matter, and their appearance is always amazing.

Claire admired the perilous beauty of space all the way until she was pushed to the big cafeteria of the space station.

The decoration here is like a worker's canteen on earth, but with more modern equipment.

Many orcs in uniform set their sights on her.

In this big dining hall, Claire is a rare woman.

Cassius sits with his team as the robot pushes her over.

"It's the female of Commander Cassius, please make room." Feiji said, all the orcs on the long table except Cassius stared at her until the man shouted coldly. After eating, everyone looked away.

Claire was pushed beside him, and she whispered a thank you to the robot.

The robot tilted its head, and the electronic voice suddenly became cheerful, "You're welcome."

This conversation made the orcs on the same table look weird.

Cassius looked at her inexplicably, "What were you doing just now?"

Claire was puzzled, "Thank you? Are there any questions?"

Cassius was silent for a while, "Let's eat."

Fei Ji said with great interest: "It's the first time I've heard a human say thank you to a robot."

Claire: So that's where the weirdness is?Her good moral character tells her that no matter what species the other party is, if you help, you have to say thank you.

Originally, she thought that she would be greeted with two pills and a bottle of mineral water, but the food here was much better than that on the Selaville star. It was a plate of unknown fruit puree and vegetable salad on an iron plate.

Claire picked up a spoon and dug a spoonful of khaki fruit puree. The familiar taste made her stare blankly, "Commander."

"Huh?" The man turned his face away.

"Why...the space station here has mashed potatoes." She opened her eyes and looked at him. The eyes were shining, and there seemed to be water in them.

"Wow, Commander, your little female knows a lot. She knows all about this antique snack. This thing is called a potato." An orc sighed.

Cassius glanced at the orc, and after the other man immediately shut up, he met the pair of brown eyes that implied expectation, and explained softly: "Eating meal replacements and nutrient solutions for a long time is too boring. The special food here is Prepared by the orcs for entertainment."

So if you want to eat normally, you have to rely on meal replacement pills. This is at best a snack to relieve boredom.

Claire took a deep breath and asked tentatively, "Where are the potatoes planted?"

Cassius' black eyes seemed to be thinking, "Our colony."

Can I have a look?i want to see
When the words came to her lips, Claire opened her lips to meet those dark and deep eyes, but changed her mouth, "Can we take some with us when we leave? I have many ways to make it more delicious."

As the commander's female, her request was quickly granted.

The robot standing behind her said, "I'll get it."

Claire lowered her head and ate the food on the plate silently, listening to the conversation between Cassius and the orcs at the table.

They were going to look at the wreckage that had been dragged back, and hold an impromptu meeting by the way.

"Can I go and have a look? I'll leave when you have a meeting." She tugged on the material of the shirt at Cassius's waist. The slippery black satin felt good.

"You join together." Cassius said calmly.

Claire blinked and nodded, "Okay."

After eating, the robot carried a sack of potatoes with one hand, and walked beside Cassius pushing the wheelchair with the other.

Claire looked back at the robot from time to time, and asked curiously, "Does he have his own thinking ability?"

The robot is happy to answer her doubts, and the mechanical tone is even a little gentle, "I have the advanced wisdom to distinguish dangers and make decisions independently, Claire."

"It feels like getting along with humans." Claire said in a low voice.

Whether it was the stewed egg robot they saw for the first time or this one this time, they were all full of emotions.

Cassius looked down at her and said softly, "They are safer than humans."

I don't know why Claire always felt weird when he said this, she took a peek at his bionic robotic arm hanging on the right side, and chose to remain silent.

After several turns and passages, they entered the small meeting room in the maintenance bay.

A large pile of disintegrated parts of the hull was placed outside the glass window, stained with a lot of blood, guarded by a few mechanical guards, and a few orcs in protective suits were checking inside.

Claire was pushed to Cassius's side by the robot, and the other orcs pulled out their chairs and sat down one after another.

Fei Ji brought an inspection report in the past, "According to your request, we first inspected the engine. Although only a part of the bombardment remains, the nuclear radiation value is indeed as problematic as you guessed."

　This chapter is 3k~
　　w(Д)w.

　　No results in testing the waters, lack of motivation.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)