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Good sleep starts a good morning, the brain is fully massaged, and the body and mind feel extremely comfortable.

Shen Siwei opened his eyes and stared blankly at the unfamiliar ceiling. It took him three seconds to recall that he was on a mission.

The relaxed nerves suddenly tightened, Shen Siwei sat up vigilantly from the sofa, only to see his mission target sitting at the dining table leisurely eating breakfast.

"You really have a big heart." Kreit said, "You can sleep so soundly in my house."

Shen Siwei also felt strange, how could he be so sleepy all of a sudden?

After much deliberation, it seems that it can only be explained by the sequelae of freezing.

Klett tapped the plate in front of him with a fork and asked, "Food or nutrition?"

The taste of food is better than that of nutritional supplements, but the nutritional content is not necessarily higher than that of nutritional supplements.In addition, meat is expensive, and the slogan of protecting the ecology has been shouted for many years, so if it is not necessary, you should try to choose the latter.

——Wei Shen Si thought this was the consensus of all citizens.

But there was a large plate of beef stew in front of Kreit, at least enough for two or three people.Shen Siwei couldn't help frowning. If there is another energy crisis in the future, it must be due to the rogue leader.

"Nutrient, thank you."

"It's in the refrigerator, take it yourself."

In Kreiter's dictionary, the word "hospitality" does not seem to exist.

Shen Siwei could only heat the bag of nutrients in the microwave like a half master, and then found a clean bowl and spoon from the cabinet.

In fact, it is not impossible to eat the nutritional supplements after refrigeration, but after being frozen for so many years, Shen Siwei still likes the warm taste.

Carrying the bowl, he came to sit opposite Kelet, and Shen Siwei took off the oxygen mask on his face.

The "authentic" air suddenly drifted into the tip of his nose, and his eyes inevitably fell on Kreit's plate.

——Why is it so fragrant?

He hasn't eaten serious food for many years, and Shen Siwei didn't have any special cravings at first.But the current situation was like he was eating steamed buns and Kreiter was eating a big meal. It was a test of his self-control.

"Want to eat?" Kleite noticed Wei Shen's gaze.

"No need." Shen Siwei looked back lightly, scooped a spoonful of the paste-like nutrient into his mouth, it tasted like chicken, and it wasn't too bad.

"You also take nutritional supplements in the sky?" Kreit asked.

His so-called "heaven" naturally refers to the top layer of the tree of life.

To be honest, Shen Siwei has never had a meal on the top floor, but it is the Mag people who advocate the protection of ecology, and they will definitely set an example.

"Of course." Lieutenant Shen Si didn't want Kleite to continue asking about the top management, so he changed the subject, "When shall we negotiate?"

Kleite chewed the food in his mouth, and didn't immediately answer Shen Siwei's question.

After a while, he slowly swallowed the food, and then said: "It's fine now."

One is an aristocratic negotiator, and the other is a refugee leader. The two are about to discuss major issues related to the future of the tree of life, but the negotiation venue is in a dilapidated apartment.

To be more precise, it is at the dinner table of Kreiter's family.

The adult advertisement outside the window is no longer flickering, but the crows that fly to the balcony and settle down make "quack" calls from time to time, which is bound to affect the atmosphere of the negotiation.

"Talk while eating?" Wei Shen asked uncertainly.

"I'm fine with that." Claire shrugged.

All right, Shen Siwei has already seen through that all the codes of conduct are superfluous here in Kleite.

But the negotiation is just a cover, and the atmosphere is indeed not that important.

"Then you go ahead." Shen Siwei changed into a chatty tone, "What request do you have?"

Kreit seemed to have been prepared for a long time, and blurted out: "Open energy supply."

Shen Siwei slightly raised his eyebrows, and immediately replied: "Impossible."

If energy is used unchecked, it will only harm everyone.He believes that normal people understand this truth, that's why most civilians are willing to accept the leadership of the Margots.

"There's no need to talk about it." Kreit said, "I'll send someone to take you away later."

Shen Siwei: "..." This is called negotiation?

Judging from Kreiter's expression, he seemed not surprised that Wei Shen would deny his request.

In other words, he was still the same as before, he had no intention of negotiating at all, but just made a casual request, wanting to send Wei Shen away as soon as possible.

Shen Siwei put down the spoon in his hand, and said dissatisfiedly: "I won't leave until the negotiation has a result."

Crater turned a deaf ear and said to himself, "It's safer during the day, I don't need to send you off myself."

"I don't believe that if you lead the refugees to attack, there will be nothing you want."

"I can only send you to the roadblock, and you call someone to pick you up."

"Money? Or power? As long as you bring it up, you can discuss it."

Both of them were talking to themselves, but in the end it was Krete who got impatient first.

He finally looked directly into Wei Shen's eyes, frowned slightly and said, "Then what do you want from me? Negotiator."

After the topic finally broke through, Shen Siwei immediately said: "Peace."

Hearing this, Kleite let out a sneer, as if Shen Siwei had said some funny joke.He folded his arms around his chest, leaned his upper body on the back of the chair, looked at Shen Siwei from a distance and said, "You really should go outside the tree of life."

It's not that Wei Shen has never been out of the tree of life, but the number of times is indeed not too many. 20 years have passed, and I don't know if the environment outside the tree has become worse.

"Many things can be resolved through dialogue." Shen Siwei slowed down his speech, "War will waste a lot of energy and should be avoided."

"Should I remind you," Kreit tilted his head, looking lazily, "The energy doesn't belong to us, and there is no waste for us."

The implication is that these energies are controlled by the Mag people, even if they are wasted, they will not feel heartache.

"You can't think like that." Shen Siwei suddenly realized that communication is more difficult than he imagined, and he knew that he shouldn't just say "peaceful" answer casually, "From the environmental point of view, everyone should avoid waste. "

"Environment?" Kreit raised his eyebrows, and suddenly put his elbows on the dining table, his upper body approaching Lieutenant Shen Si, "Your thinking is very strange, negotiator, are you sure you are really a Mag?"

Shen Siwei pursed his lips, and said calmly, "What's so strange?"

"If the Mago people really cared about the environment," Kreit said, "your ancestors wouldn't have built the tree of life and let other places become wasteland."

More than 100 years ago, as humans over-exploited various natural resources, the earth also fell into a huge environmental crisis.

Should a lot of money be invested to improve the natural environment, or should the money be used to build a livable home for human beings?

Those in power at the time chose the latter.

The ancestors of the Marg people were all super rich, and they provided an incomparably huge start-up capital.The vast majority of civilians in the tree of life admire the Mag people, because if there were no ancestors of the Mag people, they would live in an extremely harsh environment.

The desert to the west can already be considered "friendly", while the extremely cold ice field to the north, the city ruins to the south, and the deep sea to the east are each more dangerous than the last.

The ass determines the head, and the position determines the attitude.

Lieutenant Shen Si really shouldn't talk to Kleiter from this angle because of his identity as a Margot.

"So what's your purpose?" He tried to change the subject, "To overthrow the rule of the Margots?"

Kleite raised one eyebrow when he heard the words, and looked at Shen Siwei silently, with an unfathomable light shining in his eyes.

After a while, he leaned back in his chair and said slowly, "Negotiator, what is the rule of 'Mags'? Are you not a Mages?"

Shen Siwei didn't show his expression on the surface, but he was slightly surprised in his heart.This rogue leader looked like a rough guy, but he didn't expect to have such a delicate mind.

As a member of the group, Shen Siwei should say "we", instead of picking himself out and saying "Mag people" from the perspective of a third party.

Although this insignificant appellation does not prove that Wei Shen is not a Margot, but he subconsciously picked himself out, which actually shows that in his subconscious, he has drawn a clear line between himself and the Margot.

Very strange.

At least before being frozen, Shen Siwei never had this tendency.

He's always been logically confused in this conversation with Clayte, as if because he, too, can't make up his mind about where he stands.

But how could he have such a subconscious mind?

The sound of snapping fingers interrupted Shen Siwei's thoughts.

Crater said, "You seem to be very distracted."

"The pressure is a bit high." Shen Siwei adjusted his thoughts and tried his best to act as a qualified Marge, "Anyway, the negotiation has not progressed, and I will not go anywhere."

His stubbornness seemed to annoy Krete a little, and Krete completely changed into an impatient tone: "I have no time to protect you."

"I don't need your protection." Wei Shen said.

"Are you sure?" Clater straightened his back suddenly.

Lieutenant Shen Si was highly sensitive to danger, and he intuitively felt that Kreiter was about to make a move, so he planned to take back his mask.

But who knew that the first thing the gangster did was to snatch his mask away.

"I think you won't die if you don't wear this thing." Kreit said.

—That’s because eating isn’t an activity.

Shen Siwei frowned deeply: "Give it back to me."

"If you can snatch it," Kreit leisurely tilted up the chair legs, "I agree with you to stay."

His own lifeblood was thrown from his left hand to his right by Kreit, and then from his right hand to his left. Wei Shen only felt a rush of anger rushing to his chest.

With a cold face, he stood up and walked in front of Krete, grasping the gap in the cloak with one hand, and waving the other hand chasing the mask in the air, but because he was afraid of losing his light, he didn't dare to move too much, so he was still not as fast as Krete quick.

"You...give it back to me..."

Just a few times, Shen Siwei already felt short of breath.He couldn't help feeling a little annoyed with his own body, why was he panting so much after moving casually?

"You're not in such poor health, are you?" Kreit asked suspiciously.

"Ha ha……"

Lieutenant Shen Si had to lean against the corner of the table to catch his breath, but at this moment he saw that Kleite had relaxed his vigilance, so he simply rushed over.

The big deal is to throw Clayte to the ground and snatch the mask back from his hand.

But Lieutenant Shen Si, who had no mask, tried his best, but he was no match for Kleite's arm.

Kleite easily caught Lieutenant Shen Si who was rushing over, and held him firmly in his arms: "Are you sure you don't need protection?"

On the side is a strong chest, and on the waist are arms like steel bars.Knowing that he couldn't resist, Shen Siwei could only turn his eyes red - angry.

Kreit raised his eyebrows: "Can this make you cry?"

Shen Siwei: "..." Even more angry.

Leaning against Kret's arms without moving, his breathing slowed down somehow.Shen Siwei took a few deep breaths, trying to keep himself calm: "I ask you to let me go."

Crater was unmoved, his deep eyes slightly lowered to look at Lieutenant Shen Si in his arms, with a deep and deep smoky voice: "Be obedient and let you go."