"Marcus, this is your meal."

At dinner time, Boss Dart brought a bowl of golden rice, looked at me with sympathy, and then put the food in front of me.

It was a carefully marinated piece of pork that was kept fresh and fragrant, wrapped in breadcrumbs and fryed in a high-temperature oil pan until crispy. In order to highlight the flavor, Boss Dart also deliberately deepened the heat to make the appearance look a little browned.

Boss Dart took out a knife, wiped it slightly with a white cloth, and then carefully cut the fried pork chops in the bowl.

After a crisp sound, the transparent pork chops inside were instantly revealed in the knife. The crystal juice flowed into the rice along the cut, adding more fragrance to the snow-white and plump rice, and also flowing into the lettuce and salad dressing.

The fragrance instantly filled the house, and everyone was attracted by the smell and couldn't help looking at the bar.

Boss Dart's expression remained unchanged. After cutting two swords across the horizontal and vertical lines, he wiped the knife with a white cloth again, like a magician who had completed the performance. His figure retreated and quietly returned to the kitchen.

This bowl of pork chop rice seemed to have a mysterious "taste of home". Instantly, the girls who were at dinner time turned from travel plans to go home. Finally, they ended their interrogation of me and left each other. Lin, who was home here, ran into the kitchen excitedly and asked her father for her pork chop rice.

I took a bite expressionlessly, but did not cry, but two lines of clear tears flowed down unconsciously.

After almost owing each of them a promise to travel around the world, I finally passed the most difficult time and liberated from the chattering discussions of the girls.

Boss Dart is also a skillful method. He saved my life with a bowl of rice. But your daughter is discussing going out for a trip with a strange man. Don’t you, a father, want to stop him? Isn’t this right?

The pork chop is crispy and delicious. It tastes crispy as soon as you chew it. It melts in your mouth after you taste it slowly. It perfectly combines the flavors of ingredients and seasonings. Just drizzle a little soy sauce to brighten up the sense of taste and makes people feel that rice is also a side dish. They sincerely cherish every bite of food experience.

In this situation, I suddenly wrote a wonderful haiku.

"Pork Chop Rice"

Rice is also a dish,

One bowl is not enough,

Pingze is ecstatic.

After savoring it, there seemed to be a hint of sour grapes in the pork that made people unable to stop and the sweetness of alcohol. This combination is simply...

Hum? Wine? Why is there such a thing?

I recalled Boss Dart's actions and suddenly realized that he seemed to have wiped the knife with a suspicious white cloth before cutting the pork chop.

As for this cloth, Boss Dart seems to be able to use it on different occasions such as wiping the table, wiping cups, washing dishes, and catching flies depending on the actual situation, and always keeps it white and new.

Compared to the beef that a certain master has not finished eating braised beef noodles yet, is it also a supernatural existence for Boss Dart’s white cloth!

I once went deep into the kitchen to check that he only had this piece of rag here, which was an unexplained self-cleaning ability. As the captain of Omega-7, the mobile task force of the SCP Foundation, should I contain both the cows and the cloth?

...But if the white rag was stored, would Boss Dart use a mop to wash kitchen utensils and wipe cups?

Just when I was in a dilemma, I came to the tavern alone with the sunset.

The young man with brown hair walked in with heavy steps, his eyes were blank, his coat was covered with traces of leaves and dust. Although his hair was tied up, it was obvious that he had not washed for a long time.

All of the above is nothing. The most shocking thing is the pale face. It is hard to remember that the social animal who just completed the cultivation of blessings and was eliminated because he was afraid that his business ability as a leek could not keep up with the ability of a newcomer, so he just got off work from the 007 post.

And this spirit seems to be like drinking two boxes of Red Bull, two boxes of Magic Claws, one box of Gatorade and a whole pot of black coffee during the 48-hour work schedule. After get off work, he was caught to socialize until the second half of the night.

Compared with the young people who had just arrived on the island, I have to sigh...

Who is this guy?

Cliff, have you been taken over by strange social animals?

"Cliff, this is your meal."

Boss Dart heard the footsteps and walked out of the kitchen again, but turned a blind eye to the person in front of him who was worthy of complaint. He just greeted him with pork chop rice, and stood by the side and remained silent.

...Speak! You complain to me! Hurry up and point out that something is wrong with the person in front of me! I asked me to complain about everything as soon as I came back. Do you want to be exhausted?

I roared in my heart, before I could say anything in my mouth. But after hesitating for a while, I watched Cliff wave the spoon in his eyes, muttering "Where... Where is it...", and then ate the portion in front of me one by one...

Teacher Yu, your girlfriend who has been separated for many years has been found!

"Cliff, cheer up! Go to the dance room to play!"

I couldn't bear it anymore and used the special skills I learned in the fringe world and slapped him in the back.

Cliff, who was doing mechanical chewing exercises, was hit by me and the rice in his mouth was instantly sprayed out, and the rice flew over to the side of Boss Dart.

But after one blow, his spirit seemed to have really recovered, and his eyes once again had a long-lost glory. He glanced at the food in front of him and put down the spoon dejectedly.

"Boss, what's going on with this guy?" I had to ask for help from Boss Dart who was watching coldly.

After the unscrupulous father asked his daughter to come out to wash the floor, he said to Cliff: "Cliff, have you still not found the location of the nest today?"

Cliff, a cultivator, said with a sad face: "No... Today, Sebala and I walked all over the mountain, but we didn't find the nest... The insects have appeared here... Why didn't we find any traces..."

Boss Dart was used to this matter and explained, "Don't force it. If Gotz is here, he will definitely find it for you. Unfortunately, he joined the fleet to help Zach transport goods, and probably drifted on the sea."

I frowned when I heard this. Why is the sentence similar to "The Marquis will be released next month?" Could it be that Zach sold Gotz for food?

Unexpectedly, this quiet town actually launched the sinful Gotz trade... and also let the Deep Diver blood go to seafarers. Zach is really a tragedy!

"Cliff, what happened? You can tell me, I'm the acting sheriff of the town!"

I took the initiative to reveal my identity and wanted Cliff to cooperate with my investigation obediently, but the young man's eyes flashed and he asked me a question with great enthusiasm.

"Sheriff?! Then can you give me a job?! Just give me a full meal!"

“Aren’t you an expert at pest companies?”

"Uh...this..." Cliff hesitated and didn't say anything, but Boss Dart came out to help explain.

"Marcus, things may not be the same as you think..."

"What other conceptual errors can be made by catching bugs? Are you a Kamen Rider World repair organization, or a bug catching engineer who wrote bugs to Ubisoft?"

Hurry! Who can help me hit the original work Ishimori Akitaro on the screen!

Boss Dart whispered: "He is just a temporary worker and was fired last week..."

Exiting temporary workers? This operation is very familiar.

I am used to being used to being in the wasteland, but now I am a little uncomfortable with redeveloping alone. It seems that I can hire a helper for the ranch?

But this person is hiding something else. For example, when Turtle Fairy used the Martial Arts Club bonus to invite Xiao Wukong to dinner, he was only half full after spending the money.

“…Did you eat a lot?”

Cliff said excitedly: "I don't eat much! You can eat less in the future!"

"Shut up, don't set such death flags casually! Especially those that only work for me!"

…………

"So, you just ran away from home and temporarily joined the pest control company?"

I still can't believe that this guy dares to pretend to be the Akima Mountain Race God without any tricks?

Cliff lowered his head and said nothing.

I only now know that this young man is not much older than Gray. He is a little shy and shy in his personality, and is easily influenced by the opinions of people around him.

The pest control company that the boss Dick secretly contacted was originally sent to him, but unfortunately the expert had severe seasickness symptoms and had stopped food just two days after going out to sea. He almost joined the professional team. So he asked Cliff, who was the assistant (responsible for carrying luggage), to come first to ensure that he was not complained during the mission period, and he would come slowly later.

Cliff didn't think much about it, so he took office with this name and came here stumbled all the way.

But what he didn't expect was that the real expert had just recovered from the symptoms of seasickness and continued his journey. He encountered a storm shortly after going to sea. He not only took him back to the port, but also caused him to suffer from severe deep-sea phobia and refused to come back no matter what he said.

It is said that this expert is not only afraid of the ocean, but even shellfish dishes and fishy dishes appear on the table will vomit on the spot, let alone rocks covered with barnacles or octopus with limbs and wrists.

And poor Cliff didn't know about this.

After arriving in Gemini Town, he began his futile efforts, but whether it was spraying medicine, ploughing pest soil, cutting off affected plants, or purging unhatched larvae, he could not control the intensifying pests in the farmlands of Gemini Town.

Those hateful flooding insects are honey bugs today, and tomorrow they will be bamboo-lined shield scales, root rot nematodes, brown flat moths, and black-tailed leafhoppers. In a very short time, the insects have changed several waves. The insects are getting bigger and bigger and spread faster and faster. They crawl from the ground to flapping their wings and flying, turning into uncontrollable natural disasters...

"There must be a source that has not been found!"

Cliff pounded the table angrily, his eyes full of unwilling to admit defeat.

I comforted me and said, "Forget it, I believe this situation is said to be Bethibu coming! How could there be such an unreasonable way of spreading it! Young people are not morally polite!"

Cliff said with a bitter face: "How could it be... completely different..."

I didn't listen to what he said, but I had to keep a secret of this matter.

I am not worried about pests. Anyway, the crops of the colonists can resist most diseases and pests, and it is no problem to rely on the pasture to make everyone eat and drink.

However, this special situation that revolves around the concept of "worms" constantly happens but cannot be controlled does not seem like a normal thing no matter how you look at it...

Could it be related to mysterious power again?

Thinking of this, I immediately felt that it was necessary to take action. Father Carter, a pitmaker, ran away in the face of the battle and had no hope of finding assistance from the Holy Spirit Church. If it is really related to supernatural powers, then we can only control and contain it by our SCP Foundation to eliminate hidden dangers.

Oh by the way, the shelter on the mountain and the water element that calls herself a goddess must also take the time to go up and take a look.

"Cliff, what's going on in Mades now?" I added half a glass of water to liajgrenq's cup - it doesn't cost anyway, so drink more if you can.

Cliff took a big mouthful and frowned and said, "It's strange... After the insects ate all the crops in Gemini Town, they shrink and migrated to Mount Mades, which is a line of separation, and then there is no movement..."

I also frowned. There would be no good things to do with Mades.

There will never be a group of Guangdong people living in the mountains who are very good at teeth. We will help us fry Besiebu for food - Besiebu does not have a Fujian household registration!

Well...wait a moment, if there are people from Yunnan living in the mountains, it might be understandable...
To be continued...