IE: Chapter 62. Alien Restaurant.

Noah was having breakfast when he was dragged out by J, asking him to go out on patrol together. The so-called patrol was actually more like wandering around in the streets, but it was much more interesting than staying in the office.

"N, I heard Lily say that a ship illegally took off last night."

"Huh? Didn't they tell you before? Is it someone we know?" Noah asked casually. 'Seems like there were still some alien smuggles out there.'

"Yeah, it's that Angle alien Mary."

Noah jolted, "Who did you say?!"

"You heard right, it's that Mary. The M.I.B sent its best lobbying agent over to try to recruit Mary. But Mary ran away after she found out that Hancock had recovered his memory and returned to Angelos in a spaceship."

"it turns out that in Los Angeles, Mary had been hiding the spaceship, the one they used to escape to Earth in the first place. She launched her ship by force and left Earth, supposedly flying towards Angelos."

"Zed wanted to recruit her, but she ran away. I wonder what Zed is thinking right now. I heard that her husband went to the police station and reported her missing. This will probably become another unsolved case in L.A."

'Two powerful aliens, both leaving Earth.' Noah was silent for a while and continued to drive.

"If it were me, I'd want to go home too. Zed had been away from ordinary civilization for too long, he may have lost the concept of home." J was depressed, too. He thought of Laura, wondering if she had arrived on Zartha, and if she had ever thought about him.

　　...

Far from Earth, on the planet Zartha, Laura was surrounded by Zartha's generals and officially succeeded to Zartha's throne.

She stood on her throne and gently raised her hand, "In the name of the King of Zartha, I declare that the crusade against Serleena's forces, the Evil Queen of Kylothia, has officially begun... We are taking back our home!"

"Our home!" The Zarthans shouted in unison.

"Go!"

Laura looked at the excited people, thinking of the distant Earth, thinking of life at that time, and thinking of a tall figure.

　　...

"There are no unregistered aliens in New York. Come on, let's get some lunch. Let's try that restaurant in Chinatown, Lily keeps recommending it. I wanna try the Kung Pao Chicken."

Noah turned around and drove to Chinatown. 'Are there really no unregistered aliens in New York? That can't be true.'

Wu Yuan Restaurant, a very popular Chinese restaurant in Chinatown, New York, was owned by a Chinese named Mr. Wu, who was very good at his craft. Whether Chinese or non-Chinese, people would praise his cooking.

A wealthy businessman once tried to invest in him to open a chain of restaurants, but he was turned down. Michelin wanted to give him a star rating, but Mr. Wu declined, which in turn made Wu Yuan Restaurant even more popular. Business was good, every single day.

"One Kung Pao chicken, one beef steamed stuffed bun, and one stir-fried celery and prawns. Gentlemen, please wait at the door. We'll let you know when a table is available." The waitress wrote down the orders as she served a pot of tea for Noah and J.

Noah habitually turned his Alien Radar on and scanned the area. There were a few too many red dots. He stood up and went to the kitchen.

"Sir, this is the kitchen. No outsiders allowed." The waiter stopped Noah at the kitchen door.

Noah took out his ID, "M.I.B. I have reason to believe you're using unlicensed alien ingredients in the kitchen. Out of the way!"

The waiter tried to stop Noah, but was pushed away. Ordinary people couldn't stop him, how could he?

A Chinese-American in his fifties appeared at the door of the kitchen, dressed in a chef's uniform, with a very wide apron around his waist, and a spatula in his hand.

"N! What brings you here? Looking for something to eat? I'll make it for you right now. Go back to the dining room and have a cup of tea. It'll be ready in a minute." Wu Yuan wiped his hands with a white towel, trying to block Noah's line of sight.

"Mr. Wu, you know the rules. K let you set up shop here in the first place, but he did warn you to not cause problems. You think no one would watch you after K retired?"

In the kitchen, by the stove, a chef was grilling eight lamb ribs at the same time, rotating each one in one of his eight hands. Although there were only three chefs in this restaurant, they could work faster than ten people.

"N, we're not doing anything. It's all normal Earth ingredients. Look, there's nothing illegal about lamb ribs, beef stuffing, shrimp and chicken."

"We're all from the East, right? We should look after each other in New York."

"Hold on." Noah raised his hand, "I'm part Asian. Earth's East-Asia. Your East isn't my East. It's not even on the same planet."

"Let's see what's in this jar. Oh~~ Feile Star's largemouth fish, is this for Earthlings too? Where did you get this fish?"

In a tank, a large fish, more than half a meter long, was flapping about with a very large mouth. The teeth in that mouth were especially sharp and they were much more ferocious than the piranhas on earth.

"Hey, N, what are you doing in the kitchen? Oh! God, Wu Yuan, you okay?"

J noticed that Noah didn't come back after a long while, so he followed in, to have a look. When he came in, a large fish jumped out of the tank and bit the head of the restaurant owner, Wu Yuan.

He quickly pulled out his Series 2 De-Atomizer and pointed it at the big fish, but he was afraid to shoot. What if he accidentally shot the restaurant owner?

Noah caught J hand, and stopped him, "Wu Yuan, are you going to keep pretending? The fish only bit your disguise."

J saw the chest area of the owner, Wu Yuan's chef's uniform, split open, and a teeny tiny dwarf with a dozen arms emerged from it, while the fish, still biting a wide-eyed head, flopped on the floor.

"N, I have a business license issued by the M.I.B." Wu Yuan argued.

"Of course, but at the same time it was also stated that no dangerous alien species could be purchased, lest they escape and cause harm to the people of Earth. This largemouth fish, for one, is a prohibited ingredient."

"No, no, no, this is not dangerous. Look, I'll take care of it for you here. It's very simple." As Wu Yuan spoke, each of his eight hands grasped a different type of kitchen knife. The kitchen knife flew up and down, and the frighteningly large-mouthed fish was quickly transformed into a platter of fish sashimi.

"You see, the meat is delicious, and it's an herbivorous fish. It isn't dangerous at all."

J stared at the fangs of the big-mouthed fish, "Are you sure it's an herbivore?"

"I'm sure, really. I'll give you two tastes of the sashimi." Wu Yuan handed them two pairs of chopsticks.

Noah held chopsticks, but he didn't take a bite. 'This strange fish can really be eaten?'

On the other hand, J stretched out his chopsticks, took a slice of fish and dipped it into the sauce Wu Yuan had made and took a bite. 'It's really delicious. No wonder Wu Yuan smuggled it in.'

"J, is it good?" Noah carefully looked at J's expression.

"It tastes great, try it."

"I recommend it, can't go wrong." Wu Yuan breathed a sigh of relief. As long as they ate it, that means there wouldn't be a big problem.

Noah's chopsticks reached out to the fish, but suddenly he got angry, because the big-mouthed fish bit his chopsticks!