Lehman always felt that "until xxxx" was not a practical one, but more of a metaphorical rhetorical statement.

For example, his memory said to him, "You lettuce, write, write until your lettuce is open!", but in the end he just stopped when dinner is open, otherwise he really writes that he is open, and then it may be a while. For example, "Only by heaven and earth can you dare to die with you." But in the best case, both parties will die after decades of life. If they are not good, they will become "extinct" every few years.

Yes, it’s all rhetoric, who can really do whatever you say?

Lehman met a princess of Iskandal. She said she wanted to hold him until the moon came out. She really hugged the moon until the moon came out. Although the two of them hugged them from the railing on the side of the boat to the recliner next to them, the girl really hugged Lehman for more than eight hours. Until the moon came out, Shasha let go of her hand.

This gave Lehman a new understanding of the princess's production.

But she didn't let go of her hand when she hugged her, and she was also very determined when she let go. After Shasha let go of Lehman, the gentle breeze and drizzle in her eyes rippled, and all disappeared, leaving only a kind of steadfastness. She sat up and closed her hair, with a strange satisfaction on her face and said to Lehman:

"Go, go and talk to Dr. Javik and Dr. Zelinsky. I'll go to you later. The warm time will come here for the time being. Next is the pre-war meeting."

Lehman hesitated for a moment, then nodded and left. Shasha, who watched Lehman leave, gently pressed her hand on her chest and prayed:

"He is my armor, guiding me to walk in the light..."

The lowly prayer of Shasha that Lehman didn't hear. He had already walked to the second floor of the yacht. On the small deck on the second floor, he saw Javik and Zelinsky. Then the actions of these two people almost made Lehman fall down the stairs at that time--In his opinion, Zelinsky is a person at least, and Javik is obviously not an individual. Even if they are colleagues, they cannot be so familiar with Renou... Even if they are familiar with Renou, a middle-level commander and a doctor from the Weapons Institute, they have to do something more high-end, right?

For example, facing the sea breeze at night? Sitting on a chair? Drinking wine and smoking? Talking about military and national affairs between the multiverse? Right……………?

However, what caught my eye was...

"Although I don't know what your seasoning is, it's really satisfying to eat." Zelinski was holding a skewer in his hand? He was eating it all over his mouth, and while eating it, he was taking advantage of the breathing gap? Khajavik kept on Kwajavik.

Just in the direction of Zelinsky's hand, the alien Javik was standing in front of a long barbecue rack that Lehman was extremely familiar with, holding a large handful of grilled skewers and grilling? While grilling, he sprinkled a shiny powder onto the skewers from time to time? While sprinkling, he introduced to Zelinsky:

"This is a tribute provided by a race called Hanna in our universe. It tastes particularly good when eaten with seasonings."

The barbecue smell that he smelled just now was created by you. I thought it was caused by Malisha?!

After complaining in his heart, Lehman walked over without any affection? Javik, who noticed Lehman, raised the seasoning bottle in his hand and waved to Lehman:

"Sir Interim Commander, come two strings?"

"Where did you get the mutton?" Lehman asked after sniffing, "Is it a gift from the boat? Shouldn't it?"

Lehman thought it wasn't supposed to be? Although the things under his feet looked like a yacht, they were actually cross-world vehicles produced by Cybertron Military Factory 6? They just turned into a yacht? No matter how he thought about it, he felt that Optimus Prime and the others would not have a full set of barbecue tools and lamb in the vehicle.

What was Javik about to explain? Lehman heard a sound coming from the corner. Accompanied by this high-frequency reversal footsteps, Lehman saw Tata's head running over with a large pot of meat and something else, and ran and shouted:

"Here's here, mutton, big waist, corn, leeks, and Malisha are still working quickly... Commander!"

It turned out that you two were involved too...Lehman felt the corners of his mouth twitching.

Tatalu saw Lehman coming, and her little feet slowed down. She put down the big basin and started skewing new ones with Zelinsky who had finished eating the skewers in her hand, while saying hello to Lehman:

"Don't be polite, Commander, see if there is anything you want to eat. You said, I'll let Malisha do it."

"No, your waist is pretty good, no, you let Malisha do it?! What's she doing?! Where to do it?!"

"We gave the money, but we won't rob it." Tataru was so smart. He could see Lehman's concerns at a glance. He quickly waved his salesman and said not to worry.

Seeing the human, Prosai, sitting fat together with grilled skewers, and a witch went out to purchase, Lehman felt a strange feeling in his heart. He pulled a beach chair and sat down. Javik immediately raised his hand, and his superpower surged, and a lamb skewers floated directly towards Lehman. The Prosai said while using his superpower to send grilled skewers:

"You have to wait a while, your temporary commander, let's eat something else first."

"I thought I was the only one who liked to eat this..." Lehman muttered the skewers, then he looked up at Javik, "Can you stop calling me the interim commander, you can call the commander."

"This is probably a bit difficult," Javik shook his head. "Even if he is no longer [Shepard], but the master of all the Reapers, my commander is still him, so I'm sorry."

Moved by the emotions in Javik's words, Lehman hesitated and said:

"So, call me Lehman."

"Okay, Lehman." Javik nodded.

"So back to the previous topic, I thought I was the only one who liked to eat this," Lehman shook his mutton skewers, "Why, has barbecue already occupied this position in the temple?"

"Of course not," Javik shook his head while taking Tataru's waist and starting to bake it. "Although it tastes good now, this food does not dominate the popularity of the temple. We make this food because of Commander, because the information given to us shows that Commander, you like to eat this very much, so we will make some."

"Oh, that's it." Lehman was a little disappointed. He thought it was like a leek box was a tribute to the gods in a book, and barbecue had become the standard food in the temple.

But he soon became happy again because he really liked the taste. He had memories of this thing-the old man who brought him up liked to eat barbecue and pick ear roots-a wild vegetable with scientific name Houttuynia cordata, because it is said that he often ate this wild vegetable when fighting. The old man liked to eat barbecue and pick ear roots, and drank with pickled peppers, which also brought Lehman's memory to the fireworks of the skewers.

"Thank you, I haven't eaten it for too long. What kind of ingredients are you putting on? It's fresh, salty and slightly spicy. What kind of Hannah's tribute do you think?" Lehman ate a few big skewers in a hurry, savored the strange taste and asked Javik.

"It is indeed a tribute from the Hanna people. They regard us Prosol as gods. We haven't changed in these years. According to them, this is what they think is precious ingredients that only gods can enjoy. I will use them. Anyway, they can't eat it and it tastes good, so I don't care what he is." Javik continued to sprinkle seasonings while talking about it without much attention.

"Well, no matter what, thank you," Lehman raised his skewers to express his gratitude, "But I feel very embarrassed to do so. You all know me a certain way, but I have little to know about you. I know that Dr. Zelinski is a human, you are a Pross, and Tataru is a member of a race named Larafir, so can I also know you?"

"We have to carry all the information with us. Comrade Commander can read it at any time. I am happy to understand Comrade Commander, but now we have only more than one day left in the local time," Zelinsky looked at his watch. "So I suggest that after Malisha comes back, Ms. Shasha comes up, let's do the serious things first---to roughly frame the difficulties we have to face after going back and the tasks we should be responsible for, and then we will take turns introducing ourselves. How about it?"

"Okay, I've been resting for a long time, let's get the right one first..."

Lehman wanted to do the job first, but before he finished speaking, he suddenly felt dark and a strong force came towards him. It felt like someone suddenly had a bed sheet and then rammed his face with a hammer. He was caught off guard. Lehman was directly covered in a face with a blanket.

Javik held up his Hanna tribute seasoning bottle and was stunned. Zelinsky squirted out the vodka he had just drunk. Tataru was skewers, and he didn't feel any pain when he pierced a bunch of meat in his hands. They watched Wuyu Malisha leave the teleportation and ride directly on Lehman's face in a daze.

Shasha Iskandal happened to walk up from the bottom, and looked at Marisha blushing and riding on Lehman's face, and he felt something was wrong.

"Mistry Sa!!!" Shaxia roared. She, who had already put on her armor, directly reached out, took the blaster gun, and pointed it at Marry Sa.

"It's all a misunderstanding!!!"

Malisha screamed, her little face turned pale.
Chapter completed!