Interstellar: Conquering Crazy Commanders with Food

Chapter 214 The love engraved in the genes
"I wish for it, sir." Claire smiled.

"If he wakes up, you have to call me. My brother found him, and I took care of him all the way back." The girl leaned in front of her, pleading and straightforward, "I want to know him, but I don't want to know him." I have seen such beautiful refugees."

Even though she knew that everything here was a false world fabricated by Elijah, the excessive sense of reality still gave Claire the illusion that they were real, and she also felt a little uncomfortable because of this girl's words.

"When he wakes up, I will call you." She still said.

"Thank you."

The basement medical room, packed with people, soon became empty.

The door leading to the underground was closed, and Claire found a rolling wheelchair that Bart was skinned and moved to the front of the medical cabin to sit down.

The man with half of his body in the water, his chest rising and falling steadily, his thick and beautiful eyelashes rippling and trembling in the water, seemed to wake up in the next second.

With her elbow resting on the armrest of the seat and the back of her hand resting on her chin, Claire stared blankly at his sleeping face.

She couldn't understand why Elijah locked his mind at this point in time, what about when he woke up?Will he still remember her?

If he doesn't remember anything and freezes his memory in 7008, what should she do to provoke his memory and tell him all the truth.

Achill only gave her a month, and the passage of time here was different from the real world, and she was a little anxious inside.

Elijah had woken up when someone disturbed his long sleep. Freezing for a long time would not do any harm to his body, but it was very comfortable.

The long colonial war and the betrayal of his siblings made him temporarily tired of that boring life. Now seeing these weak lambs who can't tell the difference between enemy and friend dig him out and try to treat him, his boring and unworldly heart is more. A touch of fun.

The girl outside the glass cabin was sleeping soundly on the glass wall with her elbows bent. He slowly opened his eyelids. The underground light was cold, white and glaring. Half of the girl’s face was pressed against the glass cabin, her blond hair was spread out, her eyes were closed tightly, and her mouth was slightly opened. , breathing regularly.

The double golden pupils turned, and her white and pale fingers lightly touched the glass surface, touching the warmth of her cheeks through the glass.

Elijah has never been in close contact with humans, maybe a few times, and his memory is a bit long, probably because he crashed several human fortresses with his exploration ship, blood splashed, and flesh stuck to the window of the cockpit. He stretched out his hand to stick it, and could feel the warmth of the flesh and blood exploding, similar to this.

After a while, Elijah sank his arm back into the water. He is a bit hungry now, but he doesn't bother to eat the flesh and blood of this lowly creature. The bottom worker insects who obey orders like it very much, and he usually allows them to eat it. Everything other than its kind.

He should go eat something else.

The water flow in the medical cabin caused small splashes, which was not unusual in the quiet medical room, and Claire was quickly awakened.

She straightened up abruptly, the cervical spine at the back of her neck made a crackling sound as she turned her neck, and the sore shoulder muscles felt extremely comfortable after being stretched. It was taken off the bulkhead, and the numb and stiff arms made Claire frown in pain.

Elijah stared at the girl who didn't notice him waking up at all, half of her face was crimson, her tired eyes were under the backlight, and the eyeballs were thick black.

His eyes closed, then opened again.

A pair of pure black eyeballs appeared in the deep eye sockets, imitating that color without any deviation.

It took two or three minutes for Claire's arm to regain consciousness. She did two chest expansion exercises, shook her hands and then looked down, her eyes bumping into those thick black eyes.

Elijah looked at her expressionlessly, her beautiful eyes were piercingly black.

Claire's loose expression froze suddenly, and her movements also froze.

She swears that what she sees now is definitely not the Elijah or Cassius who loves her. The way he looks at her now is like observing a dish of ugly meat, thinking about the possibility of how to forcefully eat her sex.

She really wanted to wonder if he was suffering from schizophrenia, and she was not in every split memory group.

At this time, he rushed to him and told him that she was his beloved woman, and he was trapped in the world he created. Would he just smash the glass and jump out and twist her neck to stop her from talking nonsense?

Looking at each other for just a few seconds, many thoughts flashed through Claire's mind. Before those eyes became more and more dangerous, she pressed her hands on the glass cabin and leaned over her face to say hello in a low voice, "My name is Claire, how do you feel?" Like? Are you coming out now? Get something to eat?"

The soft voice, the warm and soft voice is like cotton candy dipped in honey, with a bit of flattery.

With no offensive power, and a body and face that were more fragile than a lamb, Elijah did not regard her as a threat, and nodded her chiseled jaw, and her black hair followed in the water.

The water flow in the medical cabin quickly returned and disappeared. The cabin door opened, and he sat up wetly. The water droplets rolling from his neck slid to his abdomen along the vertical and horizontal lines of his muscles, and disappeared into the white clothes tied at his waist.

Claire is not surprised by his finely sculpted figure. The number of times the two have bathed together and slept together for a long time is enough for her to be immune to most of his beauty.

She got up and took off the white work coat from the coat rack, then came back and put it on for him, "Put it on, it's cold at night."

The weak and boneless fingers touched his arms and shoulders intentionally or unintentionally. The strange and non-threatening contact caused Elija to raise his eyelids, and his nose gently sniffed, "You smell good."

He was more comfortable than he could see with the naked eye.

What he said for the first time made Claire's heart skip a beat. Bart's overalls were too small for Elijah, and he could barely cover his naked upper body when he got off the medical bed.

The tall and muscular body stood in front of Claire and was a head taller than her. She had to raise her head and said, "You may have been hungry in the mountains for too long. Let's go, I'll take you up."

She felt that if she stayed here longer, Elijah would really eat her as food.

He followed her up the steps, staring straight at her thin back, and his aggressive eyes made Claire's hair stand on end.

Coming up from the ground, the small living room with wide open windows is filled with the smell of the sea breeze, the movement of the waves hitting the rocks is not small, and a thick black coastline can be faintly seen in the blue-black night sky.

It's almost dawn.

Liu Ya was still charging and ignored the movement of the two of them.

The wet white dress was still hanging around Elijah's waist. Claire thought for a while, and knocked on the door of Bart's room. When she got permission to push the door in, she found that he was fully dressed and looked ready to go out. .

"That guy's stuff is so big, how can I give him suitable underwear, you can go to the market to buy them during the day." Bart lit a cigarette and put it in his mouth, a cluster of soot burned his beard unnoticed, He grinned and snuffed out Sparks.

Seeing Claire standing by the door smiling and watching him not moving, Bart came to his senses and went to the bedside cabinet to find a few banknotes and threw them to her, "I agreed not to pay you, this is the only time, snort."

"Thank you." Claire smiled and asked curiously, "But what are you doing up so early? It's not yet dawn."

"As a qualified fisherman, you have to go out before dawn, understand?" He walked away from her with a cigarette in his mouth. "You have half an hour to make breakfast for me."

"Ok."

With the money, Claire cooked breakfast very quickly, and she would glance at the dining table from time to time, where Elijah and Bart were sitting face to face.

Most of the time, Bart was talking to himself alone, and the man had no intention of talking to him at all.

He probably felt that he was really impolite. Bart, who felt that his face was hot and covered with ice, glanced at his lower body, and joked, "Why don't I put on my underwear for you first? Your clothes cover your butt." How long has it been since the petals have been opened, and the skin does not appear wrinkled?"

Claire's shovel almost flew out of the window, and she immediately put the sliced ​​bread that was baked on the table to stop Bart from committing suicide, "Eat it quickly, I'll buy it for you as soon as the sun rises. Er, pants .”

Claire peeked at Elijah's abdomen and coughed lightly.

The shame that is unique to human beings is completely useless to Elijah, and being naked won't cause him any trouble. He just glanced at Bart sullenly.

The middle-aged man, who was still smiling, suddenly looked blank. He mechanically stubbed out the cigarette butt and picked up a piece of bread, "I'm going fishing."

"There's still thick soup, don't you want some?" Claire called after his back.

Without turning his head and waving his hands, Bart bit the bread in his mouth, picked up the fishing gear and went out the door.

When Claire put the thick soup on the table, the bread in front of Elijah didn't move at all. He didn't seem to be that interested in this delicious thing.

Recalling Terrence's distaste for human food, Claire pursed her lips and sat down beside him, "Don't you want to eat?"

He also ate her when he was a Zerg, but now he didn't do it, his attitude said it all.

A look of loneliness crossed Claire's face. She took a piece of bread and dipped it in the soup and ate it. The atmosphere at the table was a little stiff.

She thought about it, but she couldn't bear to let him go hungry after all, so she said, "I'll go out later and if you have extra money after shopping for clothes, I'll show you the nutrient solution."

Elijah stared at her intently, hearing the undisguised concern in her tone, and nodded slightly.

After clearing the dining table, the rising sun from the sky also came out. After charging, Liu Ya took the initiative to take Claire to the market to buy things.

Claire hadn't been to the market here either. She took the money Bart gave her and went out dragging the hostess's big sandals. Elijah followed her barefoot with a blank expression on her face. Bart's shoes He couldn't fit it in.

She tried to persuade him that it was not good to be naked and go out barefoot, but Elijah was used to going her own way and didn't listen to her at all.

Claire, who had no choice but to let him go.

The so-called bustling market is just a series of small wooden shops built by the aborigines here. Everyone is dressed in simple clothes. The lean and strong muscles have feasted the eyes of many girls.

The ultraviolet rays were strong, and the ground was scorching hot. Claire looked down at Elija's feet and felt that the soles of his feet were going to be scalded. She couldn't help touching his arm with her fingers, and said distressedly: "Does your foot hurt? No, you go to rest under the tree and wait for me to come back? I know your size."

There was another burst of electricity where she touched it. This strange feeling made Elija stop, and suddenly grabbed her hand and pulled it to her eyes.

Claire was caught off guard by him and pulled to his chest, and the whole body hit his strong chest, and the golden soft long curly hair swept across his chest, such a touch made his body tremble again.

She looked up in astonishment, "What's wrong?"

Elijah said without hesitation: "Your body makes me very comfortable."

The original residents who passed by the two looked sideways when they heard his words, and the ambiguity in their eyes should not be too obvious.

Claire's face turned red, his only physical reaction to her must be engraved in his genes.

"Okay, let's go, you have to buy a pair of shoes first." She grabbed her wrist, and the other party let go of her, and continued to follow her at a leisurely pace.

I picked out a pair of flip flops for Elijah, and just as she came out of the shoe store, a crisp female voice said in surprise behind the two: "You're awake!"

Before Claire heard the sound and turned her head, a figure had forcibly inserted itself between her and Elijah.

She was forced to stagger two steps to the side, and bumped into a honey-colored young strong man, who held her shoulders in time to help her maintain her balance.

After standing still, Claire looked up and found that it was the man who carried Elija back yesterday.

"Are you okay? Eve's hands and feet are frizzy, don't mind." He smiled and showed her big white teeth.

Claire smiled back, "It's all right."

Elijah completely ignored the girl who kept making noises by his side, and stared at Claire with suddenly cold and silent eyes, with a hint of displeasure flashing across her depressed eyebrows.

"Come here." He ordered to her.

Such a familiar tone seemed to have been said countless times, and Elijah narrowed her eyes.

Almost all the heat in the air was condensed into ice by this man.

Claire turned her head and was with him for too long, so long that she could tell with just one look that this guy wanted to kill someone now.

Elijah always looked at Terrence with such eyes.

Claire soon realized that she was still in the arms of the strong man, and his incomparable possessiveness came out again.

She quickly walked out of the other party's arms, came to his side, and said to the girl with an unnatural face: "We are going to buy clothes now, let's go first."

"Didn't you tell him that my brother and I saved him?" Eve curled her lips down, starting to feel wronged.

Claire was taken aback, she had indeed forgotten about it, and was about to repeat it to Elija who was beside her, but the other party grabbed her hand and walked away with a pair of sandals.

It's somewhat inappropriate to give his savior a cold face like this, Claire turned his head and said, "He thanked you for saving his life."

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