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Chapter 90 Familiar Taste

Helun forced all capsuleists to hand over their personal belongings. Ye Chuan was very confused. He could give up any capsule, but he could never give up Aurora!

He gritted his teeth. If Heilun insisted on not letting Ye Chuan bring the aurora with him, Ye Chuan's only choice would be to start a war!

At any cost, he must ensure that he cannot lose Aurora and Xiaobai. Thinking of this, Ye Chuan held the white capsule tightly in the palm of his hand.

At this moment, something strange happened suddenly.

Ye Chuan felt a chill of his palm. When he opened his palm, he saw that the white capsule had disappeared without a trace, as if it had merged into Ye Chuan's palm.

At the same time, a cute smiling face appeared on Ye Chuan's hand. It was Xiaobai, blinking at Ye Chuan.

"Master, don't worry, Aurora and I are bound to you. This is not a general degree of binding, but a life chain. Simply put, Aurora and I are both part of your life and part of your body." Xiaobai's voice appeared in Ye Chuan's ears without any chance.

Ye Chuan smiled slightly and felt relieved. As long as the aurora is in his hand, there is nothing to be afraid of.

So Ye Chuan calmly untied his tourbillon, threw it into the alloy box, and pushed it to Heilun.

"Purple Micro Star?" Helun looked at Ye Chuan's tourbillon and curled his lips, "This is the best ultra-micro tourbillon. You capsule masters are indeed rich enough to rival a country."

After closing the box and throwing it to his subordinates, Helun asked someone to check Ye Chuan's body and make sure there were no personal belongings. Ye Chuan and other capsuleists were led into Taya's base.

Ye Chuan was surprised that the capabilities of the terrorist organization Taya might exceed the general perception of it. Take this base built under the sea for example, the scale, equipment, and momentum are all big.

After being kidnapped for no reason, the capsules were dejected and listless, only Ye Chuan was paying attention to everything around him.

"First south, turn left, enter the downward passage 341 meters."

"The second layer, the drop between each layer of the base is twelve and a half meters. Except for the 5.75 meters high, the thickness of the interlayer is 6.25 meters."

"Concrete of building material No. 7, structural material may be calculated as cast steel with a titanium alloy content of one to three percent."

"The northwest direction is 793 meters into the corridor, and the straight distance from the entrance is 1.3 kilometers."

"The elevator room has a drop speed of 11 meters per second, a drop time of 36 seconds, a distance of 3:96 kilometers, and a calculated distance of 4:33 kilometers under the sea."

"It should be that I have entered the base main body, the number of surveillance cameras has not decreased, the degree of defense is A, and the difficulty of getting rid of A+."

Ye Chuan calculates the distance he has taken and firmly remembers the position of each camera, and even the angle at every turn. Ye Chuan will also measure it with his eyes.

The residence prepared by Taya for these capsuleists seemed pretty good to Ye Chuan. There were four single beds in the 20-square-meter room, the bathroom was independent, and each person had a desk.

Ye Chuan came out of a slum and had no requirements for quality of life, but these capsule masters complained and felt that they were treated at the level of prisoners.

In their opinion, this is not a place where people live, it is simply a pig's nest. What privacy can four people live together?

Taya's soldiers didn't care about this set. Each of them sent a kraft paper bag containing blankets, bed sheets, pillowcases and other things, as well as toiletries.

The capsulers began to complain again that their blankets were too thin and that the sheets were not pure cotton. After being stared at Helun with his eyes a few times, the capsulers became honest and sat quietly on their beds like Ye Chuan.

"That's right. You are now under the roof, so you have to bow your head." Helun said with a big mouth: "I don't like you capsule masters' arrogant look. Instead of complaining, it's better to complete the assigned work to you honestly so that you can leave early."

"If you are not honest, you must also know how we, Taya, treat the pagans."

"Heavenly Punishment!"

Someone muttered, and all the capsule masters' faces turned pale.

The so-called heavenly punishment means tying people to pillars and releasing a group of mutant beasts to eat. It is very cruel and bloody.

In the view of a qualified Taya, the mutant beast is the executioner, and God wants to punish humans, relying on the power of the mutant beast, so the mutant beast is sacred and humans are guilty.

The mutant beasts should be allowed to eat all sinful humans. Any act that prevents the mutant beasts from eating humans is a blasphemy against God and a greater sin.

With a smile, Heilun said, "I guess you are all hungry. Let's go to dinner with me. Although we don't see the sunshine all day long, the food is first-class. After eating, you will know how lucky you are."

The capsuleists followed Helun to the restaurant like a group of weaker little lambs.

In an ordinary restaurant, tables and chairs made of steel are sturdy and easy to scrub, just like a school restaurant or a factory canteen. In short, it is a place to eat a big pot of rice.

When the food was served on the table, Ye Chuan was slightly stunned because from his professional perspective, these foods were unusual.

Egg fried rice is one of the simplest foods in China, but this large plate of egg fried rice is golden in color and has a fragrant taste, which is obviously not something that ordinary people can make. Moreover, this fragrant smell makes Ye Chuan feel very familiar and friendly.

Put the fried rice with a large iron spoon onto the plate and distribute it to everyone.

Ye Chuan took the plate and did not eat it, but was observing.

The eggs appear this full golden color and require strict temperature control. Each grain of rice is wrapped in a thin layer of golden egg paste without any accident, requiring extremely fast stir-frying and a pair of dexterous hands.

The shredded shallots are still green in color after being served, and even brighter than when they are fresh. This is the time to add the seasonings. Each carrot as a side dish is square. Soaked in warm water before entering the pot, so that the inherent raw and cold taste of the carrots can be removed and become as soft as glutinous rice.

Perfect.

This is the only conclusion that Ye Chuan can reach.

You know, Ye Chuan came from a foodie family, and his vision was not ordinary picky.

The canteen that provides big pot rice with a plate of fried rice has the top quality that even Ye Chuan has to admire, which is confusing.

"Strange, where did this familiar feeling come from?" Ye Chuan shook his head and muttered to himself in his heart.

The steel spoon gently stroked along the edge of the plate. Ye Chuan picked up half a spoonful of fried rice with eggs, put it in front of his eyes and then placed it in front of his nose to smell it. The feeling of affection became stronger and stronger.

The heart was beating faster. Ye Chuan always tickled on the keyboard. His hands, which had always been very steady, began to tremble slightly. It seemed that this plate of fried rice opened his distant memory. This was the most instinctive reaction of the body.

Gently put the spoon in your mouth and bite it down.

The familiar smell and the intimate feeling can no longer be stopped.

“It’s this taste.”

In an instant, Ye Chuan's eyes became wet...
Chapter completed!
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