Don't look at me like that.
Chef is a high-end profession.
After all, natural ingredients are very rare. Ordinary people ate artificial nutrient solutions or nutrient creams.
Occasionally eating a little bit to improve the taste was already considered a luxury.
Doris had just returned home and immediately went into work.
It was a bit of a surprise to see the meal arrangements for his men. I didn't expect him to be so generous.
And the accommodation conditions were all fine.
Although they were dormitories, they were all single rooms. There were as many things inside as there should be.
But on this matter of Baron Harry, she frowned.
Adam shrank back under the covers with apprehension, it felt almost like going to the torture chamber.
Sure enough it wasn't long before the door to his room was pushed open.
Looking up, he saw that Doris had already changed into her white nightgown.
The tantalising scenery inside was hidden.
In normal circumstances, he would have long ago pounced on her and made her into her shape.
But this was Doris, he had the guts to do so, but his body was not cooperating at all.
One could only imagine how much this body feared her.
Lifting the covers, he got into bed.
Turned his head to look at the man pretending to be asleep.
The corner of her mouth curled slightly.
The two had grown up together, and it would not be an exaggeration to say they were siblings.
Yet she knew that it was impossible for her to be his sister.
Master and Madam had already, long ago, inquired about her intentions.
But this kind of thing couldn't be cheapened to this little villain.
Gently pinched his nose.
‘Stop pretending, let me ask you something.'
‘What?'
Urn asked. It felt familiar and strange.
‘What's going on with Baron Harry? Where did he get the guts to provoke you, a third class baron?'
‘That I don't know what he's been smoking.'
‘I think there is someone behind him in this matter.'
‘Who?'
‘Dorian.'
This middle-aged man was his ex-fiancée Marina's father.
Now he was out of the territory even though his people were not in the territory.
But his daughter, Marina, was always there and had fooled around with Baron Harry.
This thing was actually done not at all covertly.
Or rather, the other party was using Harry in a test of his bottom line.
Adam had never thought about these messy things.
Now that he heard her say that, he also frowned slightly.
‘So that second-class baron was the one who passed the knife behind his back?'
‘Right. But he didn't do it head-on, so it's not good for us to openly break with him. The immediate problem is to get rid of this dog Harry as soon as possible.'
‘Sister Doris, do you have any ideas?'
‘Hmm. The opponent's overall battle strength is almost ten frigates. Taking it head-on and hard won't be very favourable for us right now.'
Regarding this issue, Adam was a little embarrassed.
‘Well, maybe the other side doesn't have that many frigates.'
‘Why?'
‘He was me some before. There should only be about four now, if they haven't been replenished.'
And he now had six ships.
The battle power of both sides was actually still more advantageous on his side.
Doris was a little surprised, not expecting him to be this powerful.
‘Alright then, let's go and loot his factory tonight.'
‘Ah, don't. Refuse to work overtime! I want to sleep!'
I didn't expect to cross over and actually have to work overtime.
This woman really wasn't letting anyone off the hook for a moment.
Couldn't we just go and get fucked up tomorrow night?
Being forcibly dragged up from the bed by her. Also very considerate to help him tidy up his clothes.
Only then did he change into his own clothes.
Looking at that charming back, the heart itchy can not, physiological is ten thousand reluctant.
One can imagine how much physical and mental harm was caused to him as a child.
Inside the dormitory on the opposite side, they also received the news at the first time.
In the middle of the night, a group of people hurriedly boarded the battleship.
Confused, he listened to the mission prompts coming from the system in his head.
His consciousness quickly began to wake up.
‘Ding, ransack Baron Harry's territory, reward depends on the result.'
‘Again.'
The points he had on hand were now close to breaking a thousand.
When the time came, he would be able to use these thousand points to exchange for a better battleship.
For this reason, if he had to, he would definitely not waste the points to buy those inconsequential things.
The first thing he had his eye on was the drawing of a t8 industrial ship.
With this thing, the manufacture of frigates in the future could be completely left to the industrial ships to solve.
He only needed to prepare some materials.
Even if he wanted to modify the frigate or anything else in the future, it would be no problem.
On top of that, the industrial ship could also carry out planetary construction, and construction above planetary orbits was also no problem.
From the information on the internet, the space lift thing wasn't realistic.
It wasn't just a material thing, but the structure itself wouldn't work.
Close to 100,000 kilometres in altitude. Even the thickest cables would be affected by the weather, gravity and other environments and become unstable.
And the real space lift should actually be a space tower.
It consists of two parts.
One is the ground base, and the other is a space station in orbit.
By establishing a stable gravity lock between the two points, a stable positive and negative gravity channel can be formed, creating a stable circular force field.
In Maple Leaf Star, there were no such premium goods now.
It was mainly because there weren't enough goods.
Only when the development of the planet was high enough to form a sufficiently high-end industry chain would there be a need to build a space tower.
Before building that thing, there were many other uses for industrial ships.
In the middle of his thoughts, Doris touched him gently.
‘Adam. Let me ask you something.'
‘What?'
‘What do you think of Marina?'
‘Look? Looking through the projection.'
‘No, I mean. Do you like her?'
Adam's mouth twitched.
‘Sis, can you stop asking creepy questions like that at this time of night? You don't think I'd be interested in that kind of stuff, do you?'
‘Do you think my taste is that bad?'
‘Then what kind do you want?'
‘That definitely can't be worse than you, sis.'
‘Che, don't flirt with me.'
Saying this on her lips, she was still very happy in her heart.
In terms of looks alone, Doris was definitely the top kind.
Whether it was her face or body, she was impeccable.
It was just that this character was too much pressure on him. Otherwise, he really wanted to put up a fight.
Baron Harry didn't know that he was missed by someone.
A person sleeps in a big bed, but there is not even a woman beside him.
Since becoming a baron, his life was not as dashing as it used to be.
But it couldn't be helped, his pigtails were caught in someone's hands, and he didn't even have the power to say a word against it.
Especially that damnable woman, calling out to him, not giving him any face at all.
Just about to switch off the light and sleep, suddenly his own communicator lit up.
‘Grass, what time is it, what other shit!'
Cursing and lighting up the comm, Marina on the other side was grimacing, telling him a very bad news.
‘Factory number 5 was attacked at night.'
‘What! Number 5!'
Unlike the other factories, Factory No. 5's side was very special. There was something unseen inside that was operating in the dark over there.
If he was found out about that incident, then he would be skinned as well.
‘Hm? Why is your reaction so big? Are you hiding something unseemly over there?'
‘This.'
Baron Harry's eyes dodged, not knowing how to speak.
‘Speak! No hiding anything from me!'
Marina completely lacked the flirtatious look she had in the video, instead revealing the look of a domineering female powerhouse.
And in fact, this was what she was supposed to look like.
Harry was taken aback and hurriedly spilled out everything one by one.
‘What! You're actually secretly in the digital drug business! Then where are you selling it all to?'
‘Partly Red Sea City, partly exported.'
‘Damn! What a stupid bastard! Immediately find a way to destroy those things. Absolutely no one can find out!'
‘Also send out all four of your remaining frigates. Stall for time. No matter how much it costs, these things must not fall into someone else's hands.'
‘Understood, I'll make the arrangements.'
Hanging up the communication, Marina walked back and forth in the room in her red, high-cut pajamas, striding her long, straight legs.
This Harry was really rotten.
This plan of her own father's was basically out of the question.
Taking out his communicator, he dialled Baron Dorian's number.
‘Dad, this Harry can't be relied upon. He's afraid that he doesn't stand a chance.'
The middle-aged man on the other end of the phone nodded slightly, not showing the slightest surprise.
‘It's fine, let's waste it then. There are some things that seem to require my personal intervention.'
‘Hm. I know. I'll take care of this matter.'
The communication hung up and came to the light brain, quickly organising the available information.
On the other side, Adam had brought his people over this time to push all the way to the ground.
This Factory No. 5 was a completed set of raw material processing factories.
The entire factory looked like a single alloy high-rise building on the outside.
But inside these tall buildings, they were all complex parts like an assembly line.
After investigation, factory number five mainly processed a kind of alloy ingot.
This material was mainly used in the manufacture of raw materials for machine guns.