Chapter 493: Fraudster

Chapter 493 - Fraudster

"Fuel!"

Babylon's tone was not fluctuating, making it difficult to guess his thoughts and psychological activities.

"Fuel?"

What kind of strange thing is this? Chen Fei took the box in confusion.

The magnetic plasma engine last time was also the same. It was delivered to him unexpectedly, and it was given for free.

This kind of public-spirited act is simply unheard of.

Wait...

Magnetic plasma engine... fuel?

Chen Fei opened the box in front of him without hesitation.

There were grids in the box, and each grid contained a capsule-like thing, like some kind of all-metal container. At first glance, it is easy to mistake it for a grenade, which can be held in one hand, and there is an interface on the top, which requires a corresponding interface to open or close.

There is a piece of paper on the inside of the box cover, with a line of text on the paper.

"Plasma fuel"

Sure enough!

I actually guessed it right.

The last time it was a magnetic plasma engine, from large to small, there are many models.

Since the engine-specific fuel is a controlled product, it is not available on the market, so the several magnetic plasma engines that were accidentally obtained have been gathering dust in the skill of "element evolution database", and the hero can't find a place to use them.

This time, the fuel was obtained, and the evolved magnetic plasma engine can finally be put into use.

There are 72 grids in the box, 6×12, and each grid corresponds to a fuel bottle, which happens to be a basic capacity unit of the magnetic plasma engine for individual tactical armor. I just don't know how long it can be used. I guess you will know immediately after using one.

After handing the box to Chen Fei, Babylon spoke again, "The wreckage of the crystal energy jet "Sky Eagle" is already in the temporary waste machinery yard in the suburbs, and it is expected to be recycled and decomposed after 72 hours."

After speaking, he took two steps back and was about to turn around and leave, as if the mission had been completed and he would not stay any longer.

"Wait!"

Chen Fei suddenly stopped the other party.

Babylon stood still, slowly turned his head, and "looked" at him.

Chen Fei hesitated and asked tentatively: "You... are not Babylon from the C4 training hall, right?"

"..."

Babylon "looked" at Chen Fei straightly, but remained silent, his eyes never opened.

Then he left without any response, his back gradually going away.

Sure enough...

Chen Fei's guess was right.

The other party was not the interviewer Babylon that he and the other members of Team 04 had known before.

I heard that in this mutant attack on the city, the soldiers fought to the death...

Chen Fei sighed.

Soldiers are real tools, without joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness, without seven emotions and six desires, just like robots.

But they are still living people with flesh and blood.

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In the yard where a towering tree grows, Chen Fei once again walked into the Japanese-style wooden house with its back against the tree in the yard amid the chirping of birds.

The pure light sparrow chirped provocatively, and the birds in the tree canopy were almost mad. They actually came... Unfortunately, they didn't have the courage to pounce on Chen Fei, and only dared to hover in the air, chirping in exasperation.

This time Chen Fei came earlier. In addition to the monk Sanhao Xuesen, Aunt Caroline, a B-level fire-type supernaturalist, was already in the wooden house. There was still a basket beside her, but it was not filled with fresh vegetables like yesterday, but with things wrapped in thick oil paper, and the aroma of food was still emitting.

As soon as she saw Chen Fei, the aunt immediately asked him to sit down and took out an oil paper package from her basket and handed it to him.

"This is a meat-filled pancake I made by myself. I hope you like it!"

It turned out to be food?

Hesitantly took the heavy oil paper package, Chen Fei opened it and saw that it was Turkish fire.

The pancake crust was one inch thick, and the minced roasted meat sandwiched inside was also more than an inch thick, full of sincerity.

"Will this pancake explode?"

He was a little worried that this aunt who loved the art of explosion would give him a surprise on the spot.

It would be a pity to blow up his face with meat flakes!

"How is that possible!"

The aunt looked unbelievable, and then became thoughtful.

Hmm, the food that explodes is both delicious and can be exploded... (the legendary steamed bun thunder)

Chen Fei's unintentional words seemed to open up a new world for this fire-type mutant.

"Huh? Chen Fei, Caroline, you two arrived first?"

Turte, a ninth-level spiritual magician with a youthful appearance, also arrived, followed by Andrew, a third-level earth magician, and the two seemed to come together.

Turte's eyes fell on Chen Fei's hand, and then he saw the basket next to Aunt Caroline. His pupils shrank slightly, and he moved away as if nothing had happened, which well concealed the fear in his eyes.

"Turte, Andrew, do you want to try the pancake with meat I made?"

Aunt Caroline enthusiastically recommended the food she made to the two of them.

Everyone came so early, probably didn't eat breakfast seriously, the meat-filled pancakes in the basket can just supplement nutrition, isn't there a saying, eat a full breakfast, eat a good lunch, and eat less dinner.

"No, I still can't, I had a full breakfast."

Turte refused without hesitation, he was afraid that if he took a bite, he would be blown away on the spot.

It was almost exactly what Chen Fei was worried about at the beginning. Who made this auntie's hobby very special!

He was still young and didn't want to eat this fried food for no reason.

"I'm a vegetarian!"

As a man as big as a mountain, Andrew's reason for refusal was quite surprising.

In fact, it was not surprising at all. Herbivores are always bigger than carnivores. Only by eating vegetarian food can you grow tall and strong. Literally.

"Ah? So that's it!"

After being rejected repeatedly, Caroline looked disappointed.

"Well! Not bad!"

Since he always thought he was brave, Chen Fei was really bold and took a bite of the meat-stuffed pancake (Turkish fire) in his hand. In addition to the grilled meat, he also ate shredded cabbage and perilla leaves. It was unexpectedly delicious.

Sanhao Xuesen still prepared tea for everyone, and the tea went well with the pancake.

"Really?"

Aunt Caroline turned her head, and her disappointment turned into surprise.

"Yeah!"

Taking a big bite was the best answer.

It was an unexpectedly perfect breakfast.

Chen Fei set out early and didn't have a proper breakfast. He only had two slices of bread and a sausage left over from last night. At his age, this amount of calories was far from enough.

But the little bird had his own rations, so he ate his fill and then went out with Chen Fei's father.

"Then have another one!"

Caroline was overjoyed that her carefully made meat-filled pancake was finally recognized, and then handed over another oil paper bag.

"Thank you!"

After finishing the one in his hand in a few bites, Chen Fei ate the second meat-filled pancake in a few bites, and then wiped his mouth with satisfaction.

The pancake was thick and crispy, and the meat was rich and fragrant, with a solid sense of satisfaction.

After waiting for a while, Masuya, an A-level wind-type mutant with naturally curly red hair, arrived on time.

Aunt Caroline still recommended her meat-filled pancake, but was rejected as expected.

In order to maintain her slim figure, the little beauty would not indulge her appetite, and the aunt pushed the basket directly in front of Chen Fei.

"Young man, it's all yours!"

Chen Fei continued to eat voraciously without any courtesy.

Sanhao Xuesen, a monk who has always been obsessed with the tea ceremony, took out a remote control and pressed it.

"Since everyone is here, let's start!"

A light flashed above the tatami between him and the five people, and a three-dimensional holographic projection screen with a diagonal of about 50 to 60 inches appeared out of thin air.

A man in a tight robe appeared on the screen.

Chen Fei and others all looked stern. This monk called them here not for a tea party, but to kill people.

There is no doubt that the middle-aged man with a middle school style in the picture is the unlucky child who is about to be beheaded, a member of the death blacklist in the hands of the Blue Star Global Joint Defense Committee.

"Lin Zien, male, 45 years old, major shareholder of Feilong Security Company, is in the southern continent of the American Federation, with a secret base deep in the rainforest. He is an A-level wood-type mutant, and there are monsters working for him..."

"Please wait a moment!"

When Sanhao Xuesen was still introducing the information of the first hunting target, Chen Fei suddenly raised his hand to interrupt.

"Any questions?"

Sanhao Xuesen stopped talking calmly, neither anxious nor annoyed.

"Can I ask, what is the relationship between this Lin Zien and the Lin family?"

As a descendant of the Chen family, even if the relationship is distant, once it involves the Lin family, the second generation of the Lin family is the "Zi" generation, and they adhere to traditions more than the Chen family, so Chen Fei can't help but ask one more question.

"Lin family?"

Not only Turt blurted out, but others also had a general reaction of horror.

Which other family in the world can be called "Lin family"?

To attack the Lin family, does the Blue Star Global Joint Defense Committee want to die? The Lin family can turn the entire Habraf into ashes in an instant with just a flick of their fingers.

"No, it's not true!"

The red-haired beauty Masuya gasped. As long as Sanhao monk dared to say half a "yes" from his teeth.

Then she would leave on the spot and leave. Sorry, I won't accompany you.

"No!"

Sanhao Xuesen uttered a word calmly.

On the tatami, a loud gasp sounded at the same time.

It's good that it's not, it's good that it's not. This Lin family, these little tricks can't afford to provoke.

"It's just a guy who hits the porcelain and has nothing to do with the Lin family. He will secretly do some things under the guise of the Lin family to provide funds and training bases for the "Water Bear" organization."

Sanhao Xuesen didn't seem to be surprised at the reaction of Chen Fei and others. He even expected it. He still added walnut charcoal to the small clay stove in front of him slowly.

"I understand!"

Chen Fei breathed a sigh of relief.

Since he was a fraudster, he deserved to die.