84 Enemies Who Cannot Live under the Same Sky (1/2)

Jialipalan was also a sea of joy—it was as if those people were celebrating some special occasion as they wore the most beautiful clothing before stepping onto the streets. The public square was filled with cheerful groups of people, and there was a myriad of red and blue flags of the Leray Federation hanging along the roadsides and on the shops. Several people had taken the initiative to hold some parade, with people laughing and dancing along the music as they proceeded along.

They had reasons to be more cheerful than any other citizens of the Federation, as, after all, this was their hometown. On Miracolo Planet, living along the exchanging fires of war had made all these people have a stronger desire for peace, and their feelings toward victory were even more direct.

Furthermore, the Federation government had planned the budget for a major reconstruction over at Miracolo Planet, ensuring that in the future, Newton Galaxy’s two planets would become an enormous forward base for countering against the invasions from the Galileo Galaxy; more goods, funds, troops, gigantic corporations, businessmen, investors, returnees, and workers would flock here by the numbers, making Miracolo an even more prosperous place.

Even though there were two cities which they had yet to reoccupy, it was merely a problem of when. Even if they did not attack those two cities, the remnant Imperial soldiers had long been abandoned by their own nation; there would not be any more transport ships coming over for them to assist in their retreat, and even the Myth Legion, which had the priority when retreating, had a battalion left behind.

This beast spoken in legends had half of its power annihilated at Miracolo Planet. Everyone was really enthusiastic as they discussed such topics with a certain mystery behind it, and even the entire city was filled with discussions over the inside story. These discussions were all about the same topic—about some hero of the Federation who was so gallant, so unparalleled, such a good soldier, or an even more formidable commanding officer who was not only good with military strategies but also very handsome, elegant, and also the dream prince for most girls.

The propagation of these topics led to the overall mood surging up as everyone could not help but laugh with amazement.

The ceremony for receiving Russell was quite grand, and thus, being the person who saved him, Tian Xing Jian had similarly received good treatment and had stayed in Restaurant Si Mai for a full two days.

After throwing Russell into a room, Tian Xing Jian had gone on to celebrate with Nadal, Rashid, and the others as they drank till the sky turned dark.

This time, it was the second time the waitresses of Restaurant Si Mai saw that Federation hero. After leaving aside the other drunkards in the dining hall, these people flocked over to the unconscious Fatty, bringing him back into his room before becoming like swallows as they took care of him—taking off his shoes, washing his face, putting him in their embrace while feeding him some hangover medicines. This service was practically so meticulous that it had been even more gentle and delicate than when they served their husbands.

That night, the completely drunk Fatty could not avoid from having a wet dream and a very shameful one at that...

Thereafter, the other waitresses of the Restaurant Si Mai had heard of how Russell had been brought back by this fatty first lieutenant, causing these young girls to practically change their opinions of aesthetic beauty; this fatty became really cute and formidable, and one would feel safe the moment they saw him.

Even though they could not spread his deeds, during their discussions with their friends, these females of the Restaurant Si Mai would practically safeguard the dignity of this fatty with a firm attitude like a female hen protecting her nest.

The fatties in the entire world had, as a result, benefitted from this.

Their friends were really puzzled. These women from the Restaurant Si Mai had been chosen from many; they were all young and beautiful, had high wages, and would always be walking at the forefront of social trends. Unless, the trend was heading towards fatties now?

After Tian Xing Jian woke up, only the two of them—Russell and him—were left in the restaurant. The military had booked the entire restaurant, though those from the special forces had to report for duty after enjoying a night here.

Because they were afraid of someone coming to assassinate Russell, the entire restaurant had been strictly protected. Fatty, who woke up after being drunk, had suddenly remembered that tomorrow was the day when the researchers would return to the Central Starfield, and it seemed that Milan had booked a dinner over here in Restaurant Si Mai for tonight.

He hurriedly ran down to find the restaurant manager and asked, “Manager, I have a friend who reserved a table here tonight. I’m wondering if she could still come over?”

The middle-aged manager naturally recognized this chap who had almost caused him to lose his job. Learning from his lesson, he became much more obedient this time: “May I know who your friend is…?”