After being fired from the diamond squid, I became a sea patrol ranger.

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“Indeed, this star field is frequented by the Abundant People, and it would be very difficult to complete the tour safely with only these guards.”

“You’re absolutely right, but…”

Spall didn't respond, but instead pondered to himself:

Whether it's conservation or hunting, we should actively protect others... I shouldn't have abandoned the robin and left her to fend for herself.

However, finding the Fool should still be the most important consideration.

Whether or not to stay depends on the other person's schedule and whether it conflicts with my plans.

Thinking of this, Spah looked up and said:

“Miss Robin, I hope you will tell me the truth about the next target planet. I can’t stay in one place for too long.”

"I know, a man as swift as the wind!"

The robin raised its head, staring directly into Spa's eyes. Her azure pupils seemed to be filled with stars.

"Our destination is Planet Nalando. We should be able to reach it tonight."

The robin said.

Planet Nalando!

Spah's heart skipped a beat when he heard the name.

According to the information provided by Silver Wolf, this planet is one of the most likely hiding places for the Fool!

In other words, the objectives are not conflicting.

Spah nodded.

……

Time flies by.

The air was filled with the sweet fragrance of lilies.

Spare, with a red carpet beneath his feet, a blunt knife on his shoulder, and humming a rock classic, surveyed the entire spaceship.

He glanced around and saw that the walls were covered with abstract paintings. Although most of the artists were unknown, they unexpectedly added to the style of the cabin.

Is this... spending money wisely?

Spare shook his head, about to continue wandering, when he heard a jingle in his pocket and his phone screen lit up.

He took out his phone, only to find that it was the alarm he had set.

It's lunchtime

As a foodie, Spa naturally wouldn't miss out on meals.

Moreover, he had long been curious about the food on the spaceship, so he stopped his inspection, quickened his pace, and moved toward the dining room.

However, he never turned off his senses throughout the journey, constantly monitoring the area outside the cabin. If any of the bountiful people approached, Spa would immediately swing his sword.

The restaurant was more spacious than I had imagined, with seats made of cedar wood spread out in a staggered manner and covered with red carpets inlaid with gold.

However, Spall didn't care about any of that. His gaze fell on a long table covered with a white cloth, laden with delicious food.

The steak is cut into pieces, the tender meat coated in red, sizzling and releasing the aroma of the overflowing oil.

Raw fish, caviar, cubed cheese... a variety of colorful foods are arranged around the steak.

The food... was rather plentiful for a space voyage.

Spare looked around and saw that people were already seated. He picked up his plate, took a piece of bread, and then took steak, salad, and cheese, placing them on his plate.

Although he had a large appetite, he considered that this was someone else's ship after all, and did not want to be too presumptuous, so he only took a little food to fill his teeth.

Spah sat down at the table, picked up his knife and fork like a proper gentleman, and began to eat slowly and deliberately.

Before he could even chew a couple of bites, he saw a robin approaching from afar.

The girl wasn't wearing formal attire, but rather a pink shirt.

The robin gently tossed its long blue hair, took elegant steps, and walked step by step to the table.

"It's been many years since we last performed together. Back then, you weren't so refined."

The girl gently pulled up a seat, sat down, picked up her knife and fork, forked the salmon from the plate, and put it in her mouth.

Spall glanced at the robin's plate, paused slightly when he saw the food inside, and looked at the robin in surprise.

"Wait, a big star eats this?"

Chapter 132 Food Sharing and Rock Music

On the plate, the food was piled up like a small mountain.

The steak was cut into cubes and seared until it was a deep brown. The tender red bacon curled up, releasing golden, oily splatters.

Thick slices of toast are cut diagonally and spread with amber-colored butter. A creamy white soup is poured into a small bowl, bubbling and steaming.

The robin lightly forked a piece of beef and put it in its mouth. As the fat slowly melted, the girl squinted and said:

"Touring is physically demanding, so you can't do without eating a lot. Besides, the Pathfinders burn a lot of calories, you should know that better than I do."

The robin picked up a napkin and elegantly wiped the grease from the corner of its lips.

Her beautiful eyes sparkled as she glanced past the plate and landed beside Spa, where a blunt black knife stood at an angle.

"What is the origin of this strange weapon? How could you use it to wipe out the Fengrao people in one fell swoop... As far as I know, even if the Envoy intervenes, he cannot stop them from recovering."

"Oh, this is a souvenir given to me by General Xianzhou, imbued with the sword intent of some friends... As for whether it has any special features, I have no idea."

Spam muttered to himself, but his knife and fork never stopped. In the blink of an eye, he finished off the steak on his plate.

He licked his lips and glanced at the robin's plate.

The robin smiled, pushed the plate between the two of them.

"Thank you."

Spa rolled up the bacon, put it in his mouth, and felt the fat melt in his mouth and tongue as he squinted his eyes.

Five seconds later, he opened his eyes and said:

"It mainly relies on the power of [Hunting]. [Hunting] has a restraining effect on [Abundance]. Although I haven't been spotted by Lan yet, my destiny strength is still quite good."

Even... in terms of pure damage output, it's only slightly inferior to my [Preservation] Fate...

"Hunting? Speaking of which, who have you been chasing? Have you found anything?" The robin took a sip of the thick soup.

"No. But it'll be soon! Right here in this star system... I must stop him and prevent the disaster that will follow!"

As Spah spoke, he put down his knife and fork, reached out his right hand, stroked the blunt knife beside him, and frowned slightly.

Seeing Spas's change, the robin fell silent, unsure of what to say, only thinking to himself:

Disaster...if it happens, many people will die needlessly! If I can, I have to help Spa.

However, the robin did not say these things aloud.

She knew that Spall, in some ways like her brother Sunday, would never agree to let her put herself in danger.

Snap! Snap snap...

Footsteps sounded, and they rushed from the doorway to the dining table.

Spah turned his head and saw a young man wearing glasses, his head down, his arms hanging down, and his hands clasped tightly together.

Spall vaguely remembered this man; he was the first person to recognize him.

“His name is Pine, and he’s also a fan of mine. He now works in the publicity department of his agency,” Robin said with a smile.

"Oh?"

Spah raised an eyebrow, observing the boy named Payne, and discovered something very strange.

Paine, who was clearly eager to approach the table, actually saw the two of them, but then pursed his lips and remained silent.

Spare lacked patience but also didn't want to be too rude to the boy, so he simply stretched out his right hand and tapped it twice on the table.

Do! Do!

Payne jolted, realizing what was happening, and reached into his pocket, fumbling for a piece of paper before handing it to Spall.

"Qi Er Yi San Lin Si Jiu Qi San is the signature!"

The boy shouted, his face flushed.

As expected! I anticipated this.

Spall was not surprised at all. He shook his head, took out a laser pointer, and signed his name in large letters.

"Thank...thank you!"

The boy's face turned even redder. He picked up the paper, held it close to his chest, and tears welled up in his eyes.

Spall wanted to laugh when he saw Payne's expression. However, he restrained himself, coughed lightly, and moved his lips.

Before he could speak, the robin interrupted:

“Don’t be afraid, Pine. Spa may not look like a good person, but he’s actually kinder than most people in the universe.”

"What do you mean I'm not a good person? I'm handsome and dashing, and back then, I had dozens of starships full of female fans!"

Spa protested.

But the robin ignored him, and instead rested her chin on her hand, speaking to the boy in a voice as gentle as spring water:

"The kind-hearted Spa will perform during dinner time just for his fans."

"Huh? Really?"

The boy was stunned, his voice trembling, but deep in his pupils, a joyful light flickered.

"Of course! After all, Spa is a kind-hearted man!"

The robin emphasized his words and glanced at Spa.

Spall noticed the robin's gaze and felt a jolt in his heart when he heard the emphasis in her words.

This little girl...

So there's a hole dug here? Do you want me to put on a show?

Spa rolled his eyes, his pupils scanning his surroundings, and noticed that more and more people were gathering inside the restaurant.

I really get hyped when I perform at this time.

Thinking of this, Spall didn't wait for the robin to say anything more, got up, kicked the chair away with a bang, and ran to the center of the restaurant.

He picked up the acoustic guitar and gently strummed the strings.

clang

The melodious sound of the zither flowed out, penetrating everyone's ears.

The entourage was taken aback at first, then turned their heads and stared at Spa in the center of the restaurant.

This is... Mr. Spa?

Is he going to give a live performance? And without charging a fee?

The group exchanged bewildered glances, unsure whether to get food or do something else. Fortunately, Spa's former fans were the first to react, gathering together, ears perked up, eyes glued to the performer.

That was... Mr. Spall's performance!

If you can hear it without having to fight for tickets, you've made a profit no matter what!

The fans thought to themselves.

Seeing that people were gathering, Spah stopped improvising and showing off his strings. Instead, the score flashed through his mind, and he played it according to the score.

The representative song "FishStory".

After a simple intro, a clear vocal performance began. Fans and onlookers alike could all hear it.

This sound... is completely different from that of a robin.

Some of the entourage thought to themselves.

They were die-hard fans of the robin, but they had only vaguely heard of Spa, knowing that he had once been as famous as their idol.

However, the moment the singing began, everyone's eyes lit up.