Thriller Paradise

Feng bujue was quite good at navigating, and the Super universe was not a maze, so he did arrive at the coffee shop on Fifteenth Street very quickly.

To be honest, if not for the words 'coffee shop' on the signboard (written in cosmic language, the system has its own translation), brother Jue would not have thought that this shop was doing this.

It was obvious that the coffee shops here were very different from the "quiet and comfortable" ones in the impression of the people on earth ...

When brother Jue pushed the door open, the first thing he saw was a circular bar counter that was dozens of meters long. The bar counter itself was a fixed table, and next to the table was a conveyor belt. There were all kinds of desserts and drinks on the conveyor belt, and the customers sitting at the bar could take whatever they wanted to eat.

"What's the situation? Revolving sushi?" This was the first time Feng bujue had seen someone sell coffee in such a way.

In fact, not only was the selling style different from a coffee shop, but the atmosphere in the shop was also as noisy as a market ... Everyone was chatting and smoking loudly (there were thousands of legal cigarette products circulating in this universe, and smokers on different planets had different physiological structures and HIGH foods). There were also some aliens who made shocking sounds when eating (it was not intentional).

"Hey! "Poker man ..." Just as brother Jue was in a daze, the tin foil man, who was sitting seven or eight meters away, waved at him and shouted,"here ... I saved a seat for you."

"Ah ... I'm here." Feng bujue followed the voice and saw the man. He walked over.

The tinfoil man was still the same, wearing an extremely shabby tinfoil armor. In terms of appearance ... The main difference between the "mud people" and human beings was that their eye sockets were particularly large, and other characteristics were very similar.

"Er ... The café here is so different from the one I know of ..." Feng bujue could not help but comment the moment he sat down.

"Haha ... Many of Earth's heroes say the same thing when they first arrive." The tinfoil man smiled."But most of them soon fell in love with this 'cosmic' business method."

Just as he said this, a charred body passed by the conveyor belt in front of them in a magnificent way ...

Even though Feng bujue knew that it was impolite to look around while talking to someone, he still could not control his gaze from following the dead body ...

"Er ..." Brother Jue's mouth twitched."Did something weird just pass by?"

"Oh, that's the dessert for an eco-friendly." The tin foil man explained,"don't worry, they're all uncontaminated."

"Eco-friendly ..." Feng bujue's heart started to hurt when he heard those words."Is it those with long names and zombie-like faces ..."

"Yes, that's right." The tin foil man continued,"so you've made friends with the eco-friendly?"

"I wouldn't call that a friend ... I just saw one during the hero level test ..." Feng bujue replied."If I remember correctly, his name is ... Awkward spicy shredded chicken Hanlin who ate his brain so quickly that he forgot to bring a spoon. That's not what you said last night in bed. You even added a lot of special effects,'why should life be so short? why should we fall in love?'"

Even brother Jue himself did not know how he could remember this name so clearly and completely ...

"Oh, for an eco-friendly, that's a short and powerful name." The tinfoil man commented after listening.

"Ha ... Haha ..." Brother Jue laughed drily and decided to change the topic."Then ... Speaking of the hero level test ..."

"You don't need to say anything." The tin foil man interrupted him."I know what you want to say." He laughed and said,"hehe ... Don't worry. We, the members of the Supreme Council, are well aware of your true strength." He paused for a moment."I've arranged for you to be at the 'city-level'... It's Toadman's idea. It's an additional test for you."

"Oh ..." When Feng bujue heard the words 'Toadman', he purposely put on an expression that said 'realization'.

In fact, when brother Jue had just finished the test, he had already deduced that the reason he had been assigned to the city-level was because someone had played a part in it. And the most suspicious person in this matter ... Was naturally Toadman.

However, when the tin foil man made this matter clear, Feng bujue still chose to play dumb. He wanted to hear what the man had to say.

"This matter ... It's not entirely his idea," Two seconds later, the tin foil man said,"actually ... I'm also involved."

"Oh." Feng bujue used the same word but a completely different tone to reply.

"I hope you don't have any prejudice against Toadman because of this. I know him very well ..." The tin foil man continued,"he has always been like this. He has a pessimistic attitude towards everything and doesn't mean to target anyone."

"Yes, I understand." "I'm that kind of person too," Feng bujue said. He shrugged."If I were in his position ... I wouldn't easily let a person from another universe with an unknown background take a high position in the cosmic super Alliance."

"Haha, that's good." The tinfoil man laughed."In short, now that you have proven yourself through a [B-level crisis], our Committee unanimously agrees that you should at least be promoted to the level of a 'Nebula-grade hero'. Otherwise ... It would be a waste of talent." When he said that, he picked up a plate of food from the conveyor belt and placed it in front of brother Jue."Oh, look! This is what I told you in the email before. It's a new product. "

Feng bujue stared at the spiraling poop-like object before him for a few seconds and sniffed it ...

He smelled a very subtle smell ...

"This ..." Brother Jue's eyes stopped on the 'snack'. Without even lifting his head, he said,"...What is it made of?"

"This is made from the fruits on your earth." The tin foil man had a long life and was well-informed, so he knew a lot."The one called the 'Fruit King'..."

"Durians?" Feng bujue added.

"Yes, durians," The tin foil man said,"recently, durian-flavored food has become very popular in various galaxies. The governments of many planets have begun to try to grow them locally, and many interstellar chefs have begun to use these ingredients to develop their dishes." As he spoke, he leaned forward and took a deep breath at the lump."This unprecedented contrast in smell and taste ... I can't stop."

"I understand that," brother Jue replied, his eyes narrowed."But what's with this shape?"

"Eh? What's wrong with the shape?" "Isn't this the classic 'ice cream'?" the tin foil asked.

"I see ..." Feng bujue mumbled. Then, he really picked up the thing and took a bite.

"How is it? I didn't lie to you, did I?" The tin foil man then asked,"it's super awesome, isn't it?"

Feng bujue did not answer the question immediately. His expression ... Became very complicated.

Because at this moment, he felt that some of his perceptions had been subverted ...

The stench, the shape of feces, but ... Brother Jue thought to himself, it actually tastes so good ...

After a while, Feng bujue swallowed the food in his mouth and looked at the tin foil man with a serious expression.""The desserts here ... Are very expensive, right?"

"It's not too bad. Even for the income of a city-level hero, it's not considered expensive." The tinfoil man replied.

"Income?" Feng bujue felt like he had heard a scary word."What? So heroes of our super universe Alliance are paid?"

"There is." The tin foil man replied in a matter-of-fact tone. After that, his expression changed slightly and he continued,"Oh ... Yes, you've been in the Super universe Alliance for less than three cosmic years, so you don't know yet." As he spoke, he picked up a plate of strange snacks and a cup of drink that looked like magma from the conveyor belt and placed them in front of him."Our cosmic super Alliance regularly calculates 'Hero Points'. The settlement cycle is once every 168 cosmic weeks (about one week of Earth time); In addition to the 'base points' of your hero level, you can get the corresponding 'mission points' for every mission issued by the league. "

"What's the use of these points?" As Feng bujue stuffed the durian dessert into his mouth, he seized the opportunity to ask.

"Hero Points can be used as currency in the headquarters of the cosmic super Alliance and all its branches." The tinfoil man explained patiently,"after all, we heroes have to eat too ... Although the medical and accommodation here are free, and communication and transportation are only charged very low fees, it's impossible to completely ban the currency. Some places still have to pay, otherwise it will cause a lot of problems."

"Then ... Points are useless outside of the cosmic super Alliance?" Brother Jue asked again.

"Not necessarily ..." The tinfoil man replied."Many city-level or planet-level heroes who are permanently stationed on their own planets have actual financial difficulties. For such heroes, the league usually arranges them with a 'job to cover their identity' and converts points into usable currency on their planets according to their needs." He took a sip of the unknown drink and continued,"as for heroes like you who are permanently stationed at the headquarters or a branch of the Super universe Alliance ... You can definitely live without worry with your points."If one day, for some reason ... Mostly because you're about to get married or because you're getting old ... You want to wash your hands of this business and leave the universal Super Union, we'll exchange all your remaining points for the money you need and give it to you."

"Oh ... I see." When Feng bujue answered, he had already finished his plate of desserts.

He didn't take anything from the conveyor belt because he wasn't sure what he could "eat", or ... What his "Earthling" body could digest.

"Of course, in the end ... Hero isn't a money-making profession. The point system is just a basic guarantee of life provided by the league." The tin foil man continued,"in fact, at the beginning of the establishment of the cosmic super Alliance, we didn't have the concept of 'reward' at all, nor did we divide it into' hero level 'and' crisis level '. These systems ...... Were all gradually perfected as the Alliance grew stronger. "

"I can imagine ... You and Toadman must have faced and resolved countless problems and contradictions over the years." Feng bujue added.

"Yes ..." The tinfoil man chewed on the snack and replied in a disappointed voice,"many people are envious that we, the Supreme Council, basically don't have to go out, but they don't understand ..."

"Field work is much easier than internal affairs," Brother Jue interrupted the man and said what the tin foil man wanted to say.

"Hehe ... You're a smart and reasonable person." The tinfoil man laughed and said,"poker man, I have high hopes for you. Maybe one day you will occupy a seat in the Supreme Council."

Most heroes would be a little excited when they heard such words.

However, Feng bujue did not seem to be affected. He only used a weak tone to reply politely,""Ah ... Thank you for your kind words."

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Feng bujue and the Tin Man chatted in the 'coffee shop' for an hour.

In that one hour, brother Jue found out a lot more information about the cosmic super Alliance and tried a few more plates of weird desserts.

Before they parted ways, kritas (the tin foil man's name) said that he would immediately go and upgrade brother Jue's level from 'city-level' to' Galaxy-level '.

Feng bujue, on the other hand, said,"I don't care about the level or the points. I just want to deal with the few Grade A or Grade B threats as soon as possible."

After that, they parted ways ...

The tin foil man went back to his work, and Feng bujue returned to the heroes 'dorm.

"Phew ..." After returning to room Z250 and closing the door, brother Jue let out a long sigh and said,"when I first heard the word 'points', I thought I had discovered some kind of substantial reward that could be accumulated, but in the end ... Isn't this just a high-level food ticket?" He sighed and thought to himself, sigh ... I might as well just give me the money ...

Indeed, if Feng bujue was given enough money, he would be able to make a name for himself in this universe. For example, he would be able to build his own evil research facility.

Unfortunately, this assumption was not valid for the time being. And brother Jue did not plan to join the villain's camp to earn rewards ... Because, so far, the villains he had met in this universe were either stupid or weak ... He felt like joining that camp was the same as seeking death.

There's no other way. I have to deal with as many high-level 'crisis incidents' as possible so that I can come into contact with high-level stuff ... Feng bujue thought as he returned to the computer and inserted his ID card. First, let me see ... What a Galactic Hero can do ...