Volume 6: Mecha Contest Chapter 298 Points will be deducted
"hot pot……"
Ke Lan muttered to himself, although he knew something about this kind of food, in reality, he had never eaten hot pot.
It's not because he can't afford it. Although the price of hot pot ingredients is a bit expensive for the common people in the Ark, as a relic hunter, this expense is not that high. The reason why he has never eaten it is entirely because he has always been a loner before meeting Hound and others.
There was once a table circulating on the Internet that was used to identify a person’s “loneliness level,” and “eating hot pot alone” was ranked at the fifth level.
In Ke Lan's opinion, hotpot should be a "group activity" - just imagine, a person sitting at the dining table, facing a steaming pot, while the tables next to him are full, others are talking and laughing, but he can only turn loneliness into appetite, which is quite a sad feeling.
It would be more appropriate if you took a photo and added a line like "We don't share the same joys and sorrows as humans, I just think they are noisy."
Moreover, Ke Lan also heard that there is a very famous hot pot restaurant chain. If the customer goes to dine alone, the waiter will be very "thoughtful" to place an extra- "keep you company"... This is originally a very heartwarming gesture, but in Ke Lan's opinion, this has doubled her loneliness and embarrassment.
Ke Lan glanced at the address and location in the text message and sent a short reply: "I know. I'll take a shower and be there soon."
It would be a lie to say that you are not looking forward to this traditional Chinese delicacy.
After taking a hot shower, Ke Lan quickly tidied himself up, changed into a clean set of clothes, and walked straight out of the house.
However, before he reached the nearby light rail platform, a luxury hovercraft stopped in front of him and flashed its huge headlights at him.
The gull-wing door rose silently, and the first thing that came into Ke Lan's sight was a pair of champagne gold patent leather high heels, followed by a pair of slender, straight, and smooth-skinned long legs.
A pair of high heels stuck out from the car and stepped on the ground next to the door. The calf muscles of the owner of the shoes were slightly tense, revealing sexy and toned lines. She bent down, leaned over, crawled out from under the car door, and stood in front of Ke Lan.
Ke Lan is 175 cm tall. He is wearing a pair of slippers with almost negligible thickness of the soles. His naked height is at least 1.7 meters. With the advantage of the nearly 10-centimeter heels, she looks down at Ke Lan with a look of displeasure on her face.
"Uh... Miss Soma? Why are you here..."
Before Ke Lan could even say the word "here", Zofia interrupted her and said, "I have said many times that I hope you can just call me by my name. I don't mind other more intimate names, but please don't call me Miss Soma... Don't forget, you are my fiancé now."
She pushed the gold-rimmed glasses on her nose and looked directly into Ke Lan's eyes.
"Okay, Zofia...are you here to see me?" Ke Lan scratched his head and thought with some regret. If Cooper had woken him up ten minutes earlier, he would not have been blocked here by Zofia.
"What else? It's been three days since you returned to the Ark from the ruins, but in these three days, you haven't even sent me a message." There was a hint of annoyance in Zofia's tone, and obviously this was the main source of her dissatisfaction.
"Didn't I send you a task notice as well? Didn't you receive it?" Ke Lan asked in surprise.
As one of the shareholders of the hunting group, Zofia naturally has the right to know the task process. Ke Lan clearly remembers that when he sent the group file, he also checked Zofia's email address... Could it be that he was too sleepy at that time and remembered it wrong?
"Got it." Zofia said word by word, "But I mean the information in your personal name, not this kind of mass-sent process document... Do you need me to remind you of our relationship again?"
Under Zofia's gaze, Ke Lan took a half step back with a guilty conscience, and whispered like a child who had made a mistake: "Uh... this... this... maybe I was too tired... I accidentally forgot..."
"Okay, then the second question is, why didn't you invite me to the dinner? I'm your fiancée and one of the shareholders of your hunting group. As the first official dinner after the hunting group was established... You're not going to tell me that you 'forgot' again, are you?"
"...How did you know?" Ke Lan couldn't help but sigh .
"Don't worry, I didn't monitor your personal communications... Your teammate told me this, and he was the one who asked me to drive over to pick you up... In my opinion, your friends are much smarter than you." Zofia said expressionlessly.
After cursing Lao Gou several times in his heart, Ke Lan finally took a look at Zofia's attire - she was wearing a silver-gray custom-made suit with a pure white shirt underneath. Her long light blonde hair was tied into an elegant bun at the back of her head. On her nose, she wore her iconic gold-rimmed plain glasses, and a pair of champagne-gold pointed patent leather high heels... This outfit didn't look like she was going to eat hot pot at all. It was clearly as if she was going to negotiate business with the owner and try to buy out the hot pot restaurant... no, it should be the entire street where the hot pot restaurant was located.
"You...are you going to eat hotpot wearing this?" Ke Lan couldn't help but ask.
"What's wrong? Doesn't it look good?" Sofia asked back.
"It does look good... but..." Ke Lan thought for a long time before coming up with a more appropriate excuse, "This dress looks very expensive. If it is accidentally splashed with oil or sauce, it will be difficult to deal with it, right?"
"It's okay. I have a lot of clothes like this. If they can't be washed clean, just send them directly to the recycling station." Sofia said indifferently.
“Isn’t that a waste?”
"Are you going or not?" Zofia glanced at the watch on her wrist that was more expensive than the luxury hovercraft. "It's getting late, and your friends are still waiting for you."
"Go, of course." Fortunately, Ke Lan made up her mind. She couldn't avoid it anyway, so she could just face it bravely. The girls didn't care, so there was no point in worrying about it. The worst that could happen was that Lao Gou and the others would tease her afterwards. As long as I wasn't embarrassed, it would be others who were embarrassed.
"Let me drive, you sit in the passenger seat." Ke Lan said, and took the initiative to take on the driving job in a gentlemanly manner.
"Hmm?" Zofia looked at Ke Lan in surprise. "It seems that you are not as stupid as your friends say, are you?"
"What?" At this time, Ke Lan had already entered the driver's seat. The faint fragrance and the residual warmth on the driver's seat made his body stiffen. He subconsciously said, "I just think... you are driving in high heels, violating traffic regulations, and you will be deducted points."
