Chapter 3120

In the company's restaurant, Lynch chose a relatively quiet corner.

Originally, there was some noise here, but with his arrival, soon there was only the sound of chewing in the whole restaurant.

He called the restaurant manager over and asked for a private room.

When he left, the restaurant became lively again.

Although Lynch was not a mean person, his presence always made many people feel uncomfortable, just like children may not always stay with their parents, especially when there are friends around.

Not long after, Mr. A came to the private room, and Lynch asked him to sit down, "I ordered some dishes casually, do you want to eat anything?"

Mr. A took the menu and looked at it, ordered a fish fillet, and returned the menu to the restaurant manager.

Its survival does not depend on simple food. As it takes more super gene fluid, its desire for food has become almost weak.

Human food can neither provide it with sufficient energy sources nor stable gene fragments, and it will also make it feel uncomfortable in the mouth due to various strange tastes.

If it is not for this meal with Lynch, it is very likely that it will not eat.

Even at home, he only symbolically drank some soup and rarely ate solid food.

Before leaving get off work, Mr. A called Lynch and said he had something to tell him, so Lynch arranged to talk in the company's restaurant.

The working meals in the restaurant were very good, which could be said to be the "dream meals" of many people before entering the virtual world, with fresh fruit and vegetable salads, tender steaks, and delicious dinner rolls or rice.

Before waiting for the food, the two chatted about something that Mr. A didn't want to say.

"I heard that the high-intensity war will end soon?" Mr. A took the initiative to hand Lynch a cigarette and helped him light it with his butt.

In fact, his arm could easily cross the distance of the table and put the lighter next to Lynch to light it, but doing so was not very polite or elegant, and most importantly, it did not reflect his "loyalty".

Before becoming a manager, some of the information in Mr. A's memory contained dislike and disgust for flatterers.

It actually didn't understand that sometimes flattery is not the purpose, but to show one's loyalty.

Just like at this moment, whether it does it or not, it will not change Lynch's view of it, but the impact of doing it or not will gradually shake this view.

The higher a person climbs, the more he cannot help himself. Mr. A has a lot of insights at this time.

Lynch took a puff of cigarette, nodded and said, "Their repulsion shield is about to be installed. Once installed, this tidal battle will not bring us the effect we want."

"Breaking the shield can be done, but the cost is too high."

The consumption caused by the super-intensity war in less than a month is unimaginable.

At least half of the material reserves of the entire Earth civilization have been consumed, and most of the robot wreckage has been recovered, but not all parts can be repaired.

Especially some high-precision chips and motherboards, these things are broken, and they can only be broken.

Some valuable ones are crushed and re-ground into powder and re-made into raw materials, while some are directly compressed and packaged, and then buried deep underground.

Especially the raw materials from the Emerald Star, use a little less, even if the octopus monster does not install the repulsion shield, this intensity of war will end at the end of the month or the beginning of next month.

Mr. A seemed a little absent-minded, "Then what's next..."

"Have you ever fished?" Lynch interrupted him.

Mr. A shook his head, "I don't like fishing very much. I didn't like it before, and I don't like it now. It may be related to the fact that I haven't fished yet and can't experience its fun."

Fishing is a hobby that not everyone can enjoy. People who like fishing can sit there all day from morning to night without moving.

People who don't like it will squat for less than three minutes and then walk around with the excuse that their legs are numb.

Lynch can fish and can feel the fun of fishing, but he doesn't like fishing.

This is not contradictory. You know the fun that glue can bring to you, but you don't necessarily like glue. If there are other options.

"The fun of fishing begins when the float sinks, when it vibrates on the water and then suddenly sinks into the water, the confrontation between you and the fish begins."

"It wants to escape, and you want to keep it, so there must be a confrontation between you."

"The bigger the fish, the more fun it brings, because the greater the possibility of your failure."

"Intelligent creatures are like this, they like difficult challenges, and then overcome difficulties and get pleasure."

"When you use all means to make your prey lose the ability to resist, the happiness you get is far greater than the happiness of putting it in the net."

"Now, we are fishing."

Lin Qi paused and the door was knocked. With his permission, the restaurant manager and two waiters came in with a dining cart.

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He introduced the origin of each dish and the chef who cooked them to the two. The last main course, steak and fish fillet, was cooked on the spot by the chef with the highest status in the restaurant.

It is said to be cooked on the spot, but it is almost cooked, only the last two steps are left.

The chef juggled the wine bottles and spice bottles, and then added the seasonings to the dishes.

As he sprayed a little wine on the cooking table, the flames instantly lit up everyone's faces, and the two main dishes were ready.

Lynch applauded first, and then Mr. A.

He performed hard for such a long time, and to be honest, his performance was not bad. As an educated person, he should be affirmed and praised.

"Please enjoy your food..." The restaurant manager left with the kitchen team, and as the door closed, the place returned to silence.

Lynch tasted a little beef, which tasted very good. No matter what time or what society, the superiors will never lack things for enjoyment.

Just like Nagaril, many places are suffering from famine, but the ruling class can still eat a few dishes and a soup every day, and each dish and soup are very unusual ingredients and methods.

The ingredients are all very fresh. The higher the quality of the ingredients and the fresher the ingredients, the better the taste after cooking.

The fish that has just been killed before cooking tastes different from the fish that has been killed for a few hours, half a day, or a day.

The fresh and tender taste is enough to get a passing score, and the rest is seasoning.

"Where were we talking about just now?"

Mr. A added, "We are fishing..."

Lynch nodded, "Yes, we are fishing."

"We are fishermen, and the octopus monster is the fish. We have left them behind. Next, we have to make them exhausted."

"Only in this way can we catch it."

Lynch picked up the dinner roll and took a bite.

The texture of the fine whole wheat dinner roll is slightly rough, but it tastes very fragrant, and the wheat flavor is very strong.

"Recently, our research progress on their warships is not very ideal. There are problems with materials, some theoretical basis, and little progress in other aspects."

"We are studying a more advanced civilization than us with a backward civilization. It is difficult to produce particularly important research results in a short period of time."

"But the universe and the universe war will not stop and wait for us. We are already behind, so..."

He looked at Mr. A. Mr. A already knew what Lynch meant. As a qualified subordinate, he knew that he had to take over at this time, "...so we have to capture them."

Lynch smiled and pointed at it, "Letting you join the board of directors is the right choice. You are better than the big Most people have to be smart. "

"So for a long time to come, we will be in a state of game, and we must make them completely desperate."

Mr. A became interested, "So do you have a plan?"

"Of course!"

"Surround them, constantly consume their resources and energy, and then drag them down and force them to the negotiation table."

"Then we can get more complete warships, scientific theories, technologies, and everything."

"It is even possible that the Earth civilization will have an extra 'octopus tribe', after all, we are an inclusive civilization!"

Listening to Lynch's simple few words, Mr. A has already made up a lot of details in his mind.

But it was also a little confused, "I have read your previous speeches and documents. You said that most cosmic civilizations will join this war, fighting for their civilization or for their gods."

"I always feel that this kind of fanaticism that can cross the universe to come here should not be so easy to convince."

Lynch did not answer its question, "I have my own way, and it is not suitable to tell you for the time being."

He paused for a while and ended the topic, "Tell me what you want to say to me, I almost forgot that this is the reason why we are sitting here."

Mr. A also woke up and quickly told Lynch what happened before. The new faction may be planning something.

After Lynch listened to it carefully, he asked back, "What do you think of this issue?"

Mr. A did not react for a while, "I think they may have some extreme plans..."

He raised his hand to stop Mr. A, "That's not what I'm talking about. What I'm asking is, what do you think of what they think, that I am using war to consume the evolvers?"

To some extent, the rhetoric of the new faction is indeed consistent with the facts, but whether the facts are the facts they want people to accept is another matter.

From the two appearances and results alone, they seem to be consistent.

Wars are continuing.

Evolvers are also being consumed!