The two sides sent dozens of radio exchanges and roughly understood each other's origins.
The silver-haired old woman's laughter was horrifying, "Remember to welcome good guests, otherwise you won't get your share of today's broth~"
After the silver-haired old woman left, the content on the big screen in the communication room suddenly changed!
"While that old guy hasn't taken back the radio communication key yet, we might as well send the truth to the other party! Instead of staying here waiting to die, we might as well give it a try!"
There was silence in the communication room, but the expressions of everyone sitting there changed.
If that old woman sees this, all of them...will die!
"What should I do if the other party is scared away? What should I do if the other party doesn't want to meddle in other people's business?"
Another person's point of view appeared at the top of the screen, "I suggest waiting until the other party sends someone into the shelter before sending a message to the floating battleship!"
“At that time, we didn’t know whether the radio key was still in our hands or not!”
The man sitting on the edge of the communication room suddenly stood up, raised his legs and ran towards the exit.
"Stop him!" Someone shouted, "Stop that traitor! Otherwise we will all die!"
The communication room suddenly became a mess.
corridor.
"Sir," a mysterious black shadow appeared behind the silver-haired old woman, "there was some minor commotion in the communications room."
"Oh? What's wrong?"
"They were trying to send a message to that battleship."
"Then the scale of the meat feast tonight can be bigger. If you can't finish it, just share it with the untouchables." The old woman waved her hand and didn't care.
"Sir," the black shadow said again: "If we continue to kill like this, it will be difficult for us to even maintain the normal operation of the shelter."
"Um?!"
"I see."
The black shadow disappeared, leaving only the old woman with disdain on her face, "They are just untouchables, and returning to the embrace of God is the greatest gift to them."
"Nar! Find a few people who are more energetic and follow me to greet the outsiders."
...
Yae Ji's arrival was warmly welcomed by the senior management of the Northern Lights Refuge, and the kind-hearted old woman who led him made people fall in love with him at the first sight.
After a rough observation, Yaeji found that the physical condition of the upper floors of the Northern Lights Refuge was much better than that of the Quantum Refuge, but the mental aspect was slightly worse.
"No one has come to the Northern Lights for a long time. Except for people flying in one after another in the first year of the disaster, no one has come here for a year and a half." The old woman smiled and said: "The Northern Lights has a population of 300,000.
We rely on nuclear power plants to maintain operations. In fact, our resources are in short supply, and everyone is discussing exploring overseas..."
Yaeji felt strange that this was their first meeting, and why did the other party reveal their family history?
He is not a colleague from the same camp, he is just a visitor from the outside.
This method of revealing all the shelter data made Yaeji slightly more vigilant.
There are also the surrounding high-level officials, all of whom seem to be in good condition, but they are all dominated by old women, more like serving the emperor in the feudal era.
'Aiyi, how are the intruders doing?'
'Boss, the Hyperion's computing power is limited, and the Aurora Borealis is the world's largest refuge with advanced equipment. It will take about thirty minutes for us to invade without alerting the other party.'
Yaeji and the old woman took care of each other. They had a good conversation and even accompanied him to visit the residential area.
It cannot be said that everyone lives and works in peace and contentment in the residential area, but the physical fitness and facial expressions cannot be faked. The smell of meat can still be faintly smelled in the air. The happiness index here is far from that of the Quantum Refuge.
The more this happened, the more puzzled Yaeji became. There was something strange about the Northern Lights.
Dinner.
"There is a shortage of resources in the shelter. Please bear with me for a moment." The old woman sitting on the main seat said to Yae Ji with a smile.
There were dinner plate covers placed in front of everyone present, and the aroma of barbecue could be vaguely smelled from them.
Some of the higher-ups in the shelter were secretly swallowing their saliva and staring directly at the dinner plate covers in front of them.
There were also people with fear and disgust in their eyes, and their legs under the dining table shook back and forth uneasily.
The waiter opened the lid of the dinner plate, and the aroma of the barbecue on the plate emanated, tantalizing the taste buds of everyone present.
"Ugh~vomit~vomit~"
An untimely retching sound was heard, and everyone present looked at him.
The man was the thinnest of all the people present. At this time, the man covered his mouth and nose, his eyes full of fear.
The old woman frowned and nodded to the man.
The man quickly stood up, bowed to everyone present, and left the place as if he was running away.
"I'm so sorry," the old woman said with a smile: "Raising livestock is too polluting. Most of us use artificial meat. Lewis was born allergic to this kind of synthetic meat. Today, he was so happy that he forgot that he cannot eat synthetic meat.
Meat."
The old woman looked remorseful, "Blame me. Blame me. Nar, go see Lewis and remember to arrange a meal to be sent to him."
After everything was done, the old woman made a "please" gesture to Yaeji, then held the knife and fork and cut into pieces the artificial meat in front of her.
Yaeji didn't eat it first. He just sensed a momentary fluctuation of Honkai energy in the old woman.
"You were a Valkyrie employee?"
The old woman chewing the synthetic meat swallowed it with difficulty, shook her head and smiled bitterly: "The first-generation employees almost gave up their lives for a little bit of strength."
"How old do you think I am now?" the old woman asked.
"sixty-five?"
"Twenty years less." The old woman smiled, "Among the first generation Valkyries, I am the one who has lived the longest."
"Feel sorry."
"It has long been a thing of the past," the old woman said more and more kindly, "The world still has to look at the efforts of you young people. Eat, eat quickly, and I will take you to experience our Northern Lights entertainment project in the evening. After a rest,
Late, let’s discuss things tomorrow.”
At the urging, Yaeji picked up the knife and fork, cut off a small piece of meat along the texture, and put it into his mouth under the kind eyes of the old woman.
"Boss! Don't eat it! This thing is human flesh!"
In the miniature headset, Ai Yi shouted.
"What's wrong?" The old woman frowned and asked, "Is it because the taste doesn't suit your taste?"
"No," Yaeji put down his knife and fork, "I forgot to tell you that I am actually a staunch vegetarian."
"Synthetic meat can also be considered a type of vegetarian food." The old woman advised.
"Please don't insult my faith." Yaeji looked at the old woman.
After three seconds, the old woman looked away and said, "Then let's get a vegetarian meal."
The already silent senior management of Northern Lights became even more silent after the exchange of words between the two, leaving only the sound of chewing synthetic flesh with teeth.
‘What’s going on?’ While changing meals, Yaeji fiddled with the terminal and sent a message to Ai Yi.
'That old guy is related to the Herrscher of Death! The entire Northern Lights Sanctuary is a large slaughterhouse!'