Chapter 1945 Love with Broken Wings 10
When she woke up, she opened her eyes and started working, wanting to stretch her body. The discomfort on her wrists reminded her that this body had just had its wrists cut.
Really, it doesn’t matter if you are going to die properly or being a hostage. King Gou Jian of Yue was a hostage, Qin Shihuang and his father were hostages, and Emperor Gaozong Zhao Gou of the Southern Song Dynasty was a hostage. It’s not like living a good life. As long as there is a glimmer of hope, You shouldn't go looking for death. What's more, the Galaxy Alliance regards itself as the protector of mankind and treats prisoners of war more humanely than the Earth Alliance. They will not kill prisoners.
Three people dressed as maids were sitting aside to rest. When they saw her, they stood up quickly.
She looked at the electronic clock hanging on the wall: "It's so late, what's for dinner?"
This hostage was either sleeping or eating. He was not polite at all and was really big-hearted. So two of the three people went to get dinner, and the other one went to decorate the small dining table nearby.
The food was brought quickly, including synthetic steak and macaroni, with knives, forks and chopsticks beside them. The three people were watching, waiting for her to make a fool of herself.
Come on, even if the conditions in the Earth Alliance are relatively poor, the owner is a mecha pilot, and his salary is the same as that of an astronaut, and he can usually eat steak and milk.
Xining picked up the knife and fork first and ate the steak. It tasted okay, chicken-flavored. After all, it is made of various ground things and does not taste as good as real steak.
After eating, I put down my knife and fork, then picked up my chopsticks to eat the macaroni. The tomato juice was pretty good.
After eating, she put down her chopsticks and wiped her mouth with the tablecloth next to her: "Thank you, I've finished eating."
After the three of them looked at each other, they came forward to put away their things. She then sat on the chair next to her and turned on the button of the projector next to her.
A ray of light shot out from the nearby projector, and a selection page appeared in mid-air. It reminded her of the page Mo Ming operated when she returned to the planet after each mission. The technology of this era had reached a certain level.
But compared to the book in Shangqing's hand, it is still far behind. Shangqing can change the condition of a planet with just a few clicks, and restoring the rest area is a piece of cake. Could it be that the place where she is really located is at a stage of highly developed, even super-developed civilization.
Don't think about it anymore, the important thing now is to do the task.
She ordered a movie she had never seen before, and she leaned comfortably on the ergonomic chair. She was immediately surrounded by the images projected on the projector, giving her an immersive feeling.
I heard a voice outside the image: "Miss Ruo, do you need snacks and drinks?"
"No need." In the starry sky at the beginning of the movie, she was very relaxed: "You should also get off work and have a good rest."
They originally thought they would be difficult to serve, and planned to take turns to be on duty at night, but they were told to get off work, so the three of them said goodbye and left.
After leaving the door, go to the leader to report. There is no surveillance installed in the room, only monitoring, so it needs to be reported every day.
Just took a nap and watched a movie, nothing else.
One of them hesitated for a moment, but finally said it: "If Miss Ruo moves calmly and elegantly when eating, she has obviously received a good education."
The steward frowned slightly: "It's elegant, right?"
"No, it's elegance." After thinking for a while, he repeated it again: "It's elegance."
The difference between elegance and elegance is a thousand miles.
The manager picked up the tablet and looked at tonight's menu. He originally thought that the food would be enough for people from the wild places to devour. When many "people on the ground" came over, they licked the plate after eating, eager to eat the whole bowl. Although the prisoner was not as exaggerated as this, he ate as if he had been hungry all day. She clicked on work assistance and asked for a copy of the Earth Alliance mecha pilot's usual recipes. After all, the one sent this time was a mecha pilot. So far, there has not been an enemy mecha pilot.
In every war, pilots must be killed, and even if they are not killed, they will commit suicide, whether before or after being captured. Therefore, after taking down the mecha, the mecha pilot will blow up the enemy's cabin. If it's a draw, everyone is lying on the ground, and both sides are responsible for saving their own lives and no longer attacking.
Recipe? The intelligence agency directly asked the alliance to raise your people. And the Earth Alliance gave it immediately, and gave it according to the actual situation.
The recipe was quickly sent from the intelligence agency to the supervisor's work tablet. Not only the recipe, but also how to make it were clearly written on it. There are more than a dozen dishes provided by the alliance to mecha pilots every day. , there are four staple foods, and the recipes are changed once a week to ensure that the dishes are not the same within a week.
The meats are all chicken, steak, mutton, pork shank, and eight kinds of vegetables with less fat content... The supervisor drooled when he saw it. This was simply better than even their mecha pilots ate. No wonder the other troops in the alliance are so weak, but the mecha troops are so powerful.
The manager reported the situation to the superiors. After reading it, the superiors scolded them, saying that only one hostage had a stutter, and they were so particular. They had never eaten real meat, they were all synthetic steaks.
Despite the scolding, he reported the situation to Iger.
After reading it, Iger thought for a while and approved that "it will be served according to the current recipe and no special care is required."
The next day, when a staff member arrived first, he was shocked to see the hostage already sitting, wearing casual clothes prepared in the closet in the room, with wet hair.
"Miss Ruo, why did you take a shower? The doctor told you not to touch the water with your wound."
Xining raised his wrist and showed it: "Don't worry, I wrapped it with waterproof material."
If the wound becomes inflamed, you will be held accountable. She breathed a sigh of relief, but still said in a complaining tone: "You are still weak now. If you faint while taking a bath, you will be in danger. If you want to take a bath, I can contact you to use the bathtub. Put the wound outside the basin and it will not hurt." Hit the water.”
This was the case before, but the body owner refused to let anyone help her take a bath. After Bessie's persuasion, she took a bath. As a result, his attitude toward Bessie improved a lot, and he became more and more trusting.
It is impossible to have Bessie and Little Stone now. She said that she did not want to see them again. If Egger did not send these two people to other places, she would lose.
Xining responded calmly: "Okay, please bring me my breakfast."
The staff choked. They had such a good attitude, but they felt like their fists were hitting the cotton and they couldn't use their strength.
When I got to the bathroom, the hospital gown had been thrown into the trash can, and there was a laundry basket next to it, so obvious. Not throwing the laundry basket into the trash can means there is no need to wash it. This hostage is really informed.
In the following time, the hostages' "informed knowledge" was reflected in everything. You don’t need to be persuaded to take medicine, just take it and pour it into your mouth; when eating, you never say how the food is dripping, just eat it all; when you need something, use the simplest and clearest words, and say thank you from time to time.
After dinner, I would either sit on the terrace and look at the scenery in the yard, or sit on a chair and watch a movie. I would take a light nap in the afternoon, which was not difficult to take care of.
At night, they were reminded to get off work. As for when to take a shower, I don’t know. Anyway, I am clean and refreshed every day.
It wasn't until the fourth day that the hostage finally asked a question that had nothing to do with eating, drinking and diarrhea: "I don't know what you three are called yet."
(End of chapter)