A is in StarCraft, just disembarked from the Zerg Prince spaceship.

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"It looks very good," Minister Zhao said seriously.

Minister Greta asked, "Don't humans fear non-human things?"

Minister Zhao then introduced to him: "In our ancient fairy tales, there is a mythical creature called a mermaid, with a fish tail and a human body, and their faces are mostly decorated with pearl-colored scales."

Minister Greta said, "I'm not a mermaid."

Minister Zhao said, "It's not just mermaids; humans have all sorts of fantasies about non-human beings. These fantastical species are mostly adorned with pearl-like scales. Non-humans represent our ultimate understanding of beauty."

He chuckled as he said this, "The Zerg too. You're the most handsome person I've ever seen."

Minister Greta smiled at him and said, "But I'm not human."

"That's the most beautiful creature," Minister Zhao said without hesitation.

Minister Greta: "I can appreciate beauty, but if you were to live alongside non-human species, I imagine it would be difficult for you personally to accept, wouldn't it?"

Minister Zhao said, "Unacceptable? No, I just feel like I'm dreaming."

"Nightmare?"

"Of course it's a beautiful dream."

If he were lucky enough to win over Minister Greta, he would probably feel like heaven had descended upon him.

"Thank you."

Having said that, Minister Greta didn't say anything more, she just nodded.

The food has been served.

Minister Greta looked them over. Although she couldn't tell what the ingredients were, they all looked delicious and seemed pretty normal.

I had already tasted it once at a state banquet. The Crown Princess was right; the food culture of their China region is indeed profound and extensive.

Minister Zhao finally found his strength: while serving him the dishes, he explained the origin of each dish.

Thanks to the eight major cuisines of China, he didn't run out of things to talk about with his crush today.

Since we've already started talking about cuisines, we can naturally also chat about the history of ancient flower varieties, as well as various famous historical sites.

If you start talking about famous historical sites, you can even plan to visit them together next time.

So there's another date coming up? Yay! Let's thank our ancestors.

Minister Greta listened to his story about the cultural heritage of the ancient flower species and occasionally chatted with him about the history of Liernia.

Minister Zhao would always offer warm water at opportune moments during his conversations, responding with "uh-huh" and providing ample consideration and emotional support.

The clinking of cutlery was absorbed into the linen tablecloth. The entire restaurant was reserved for them, and the only sound in the circular open space was their conversation.

Minister Zhao, a human being, is really good at dealing with people.

Minister Greta ate well, had a good chat, and was in a good mood.

Night deepened.

When the last sightseeing ferry glided across the river, the moon was already high in the sky.

A night mist rose over the river, dampening the evening breeze.

Minister Zhao took out a pocket watch from the breast pocket of his vest and glanced at it.

9:30.

It's not very late.

However, it is indeed not early for normal social time.

Minister Zhao then put the pocket watch back into his vest.

Dinner was long over; now we're just enjoying a pot of tea after the meal.

Minister Greta, holding a cup of tea, leisurely gazed at the scenery outside the window.

He's really good-looking.

Despite being an alien, he possesses a refined elegance reminiscent of distant mountains in a Chinese ink painting.

Minister Zhao softened his potentially offensive gaze, smiled, and politely asked, "Minister Greta, it's getting late. Shall I take you home?"

Minister Greta looked up at him for two seconds, smiled, put down her teacup, and replied, "Thank you for your help."

Minister Greta stood up and straightened her clothes. Minister Zhao picked up the suit jacket draped over the back of the chair, but did not wear it; he simply draped it over his arm.

The tall alpha was wearing only a shirt and vest, and he stood up straight with great poise.

As Minister Greta walked out the door first, Minister Zhao switched the suit jacket he was carrying from his right hand to his left hand three seconds in advance.

When he got off the elevator, he didn't have a waiter follow him; instead, he reached over Minister Greta's side to press the elevator button for him.

The transparent elevator glass reflected the twenty-centimeter distance between the two people, while the neon lights of the distant buildings shone in a kaleidoscope of colors, turning the interior of the transparent elevator into a colorful spectacle.

He pressed the open button and waited for Minister Greta to step into the neon-lit area first.

Minister Greta didn't turn her head, but walked into the elevator without glancing at him.

Then Minister Zhao followed him into the elevator and stood still.

After Minister Zhao entered and stood still, Minister Greta did not turn her head to look at him, but silently stared at the reflection of Minister Zhao's lowered eyes in the elevator mirror.

The elevator doors closed.

With a metallic clang, it descended.

Immersed in the damp night fog.

Minister Greta suddenly said, "Minister Zhao, thank you for today."

Minister Zhao thought he wouldn't say anything before saying goodbye, so he was quite flattered to hear this.

"No, you're too kind..."

Minister Greta didn't let him finish his pleasantries.

He turned to face Minister Zhao, looking directly into his dark eyes.

"Once Earth and Liernia establish diplomatic relations, the first air route between Earth and a planet deep within Liernia will be opened."

"Would you like to visit our termite territory? It may not be as beautiful as our imperial planet, the heart of Liernia, but the scenery there is quite nice."

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Chang'an Airport, aboard the Zerg diplomatic ship.

The adjutant was having a late-night snack with the junior diplomats.

They ate all sorts of junk food, from fried chicken, cola, and popcorn to spicy strips, ice cream, and mini cakes, Sprite, fried skewers, stinky tofu, sugar-coated fried dough sticks, and grilled cold noodles. The table was covered with empty boxes and bags.

The ignorant young diplomats lay sprawled on the table, indulging in a sea of ​​human snacks.

All these snacks were a gift from Krim's human brother.

My human brother is so good. *sobs* He's at least getting to eat the best.

So delicious, so delicious, human snacks are so delicious.

What? Excessive additives?

The additives are nothing in the female insect's stomach.

What? It tastes good but is packed with calories?

Okay, now that we've covered the advantages, what are the disadvantages?

Female Zerg are incredibly strong, and their physiology dictates that they need to consume a large amount of energy each day. Therefore, the Zerg have always favored a diet high in calories; what humans would avoid at all costs due to their weight gain is considered a godsend by the Zerg.

Bro, bro, you can't imagine the kind of happiness that comes with eating delicious fried chicken, cola, popcorn, spicy strips, ice cream, and mini cakes without worrying about gaining weight.

Two more pots, please!

I can't even imagine, I can't even imagine, I can't even imagine how happy the Zerg will be if they establish diplomatic relations with humans and have fried chicken, cola, and popcorn.

Thank you for the gifts of nature.

Keep eating, eat Krim's human brother out of house and home!

The adjutant glanced out the window and saw Minister Zhao's aircraft parked outside.

He immediately stood by the spaceship's porthole and called to the other insects, "Stop, stop! Don't eat yet, it looks like the minister is back!"

Wow, he actually came back! I thought he really wasn't coming back tonight.

The brave insect enjoys the alpha first, and look, His Highness the Crown Prince is enjoying it just as well, isn't he? Then the minister goes out on a date with someone at night, and actually comes back.

Tsk tsk, some insects are just so lame.