Destiny Mission of game ‘Star Ring’
Chapter 698: 561: Have a Great Time (Two Updates)

Chapter 698: Chapter 561: Have a Great Time (Two Updates)

Upon hearing Qian Chengxue’s words, Sun Duoxiang was momentarily stunned and quickly said, “Damn, boss, it isn’t really your birthday today, is it? I haven’t prepared anything.”

“No, no, it’s just inviting everyone to have a meal together, nothing special.”

Su Mo hurriedly explained.

“It’s been a long time since it’s been this lively, is everyone here yet?”

Qian Chengxue spoke with a cheerful mood.

“Not yet, but let’s get started.”

Su Mo said casually.

“Who else is coming?”

Sun Duoxiang was also somewhat curious.

“Of course, there’s me. I’m truly touched to have the honor of receiving Commander Su Mo’s invitation. To attend this feast, I even prayed specially after taking a bath.”

Just then, Mo Baoke emerged, dressed to the nines and holding a beautifully wrapped gift, his spirits high, as he began to fawn over Su Mo.

With a helpless expression, Xiao Wen said, “Mo Baoke, can’t you speak properly for once?”

“Damn! Xiao Wen, you’re here too, perfect timing to pay back the money!”

Mo Baoke, upon seeing Xiao Wen and Chen Shan, nearly jumped up in excitement.

“Haha, afraid that’s not going to happen right now. You’re too late; I just transferred my money recently. Maybe next time.”

Xiao Wen replied with a smiling face.

“Do you believe I’ll curse your whole family?!”

Mo Baoke’s face turned green, and he felt the sting of his loss every time he thought of the borrowed Star Coins.

Su Mo suddenly remembered that he had actually destroyed the Black Steel Mecha. Although it was while he was helping Xiao Wen on a mission, it was still his doing. So, he spoke up, “It’s a small matter, no need to talk about that. I’ll cover it, just sit down.”

“How can that be okay? I can’t let you pay, Lord Su Mo. Even if you gave me the money, I wouldn’t take it.”

Instantly, Mo Baoke made a complete 180-degree turn, licking up to Su Mo vehemently.

Xiao Wen and Chen Shan, watching from the side, were stupefied, having seen shameless people, but never someone this utterly shameless.

“Alright, let’s not talk about that anymore.”

Su Mo replied with a headache.

Sun Duoxiang, looking at the person in front of him, felt more and more that he looked familiar, as if he had seen him somewhere before. So, he decided to ask,

“Brother? Why do you look so familiar?”

“Let me introduce him, this is Mo Baoke. He’s the one we robbed of a mecha at the Earth Cup,”

Su Mo reminded Sun Duoxiang.

Upon hearing this, Sun Duoxiang’s eyes widened.

“Crap, why is he here? I remember this guy being some kind of high-ranking officer, right?”

“Not really, no big deal. If he counts as a high-ranking officer, then everyone here is a high-ranking officer.”

Su Mo joked in response.

“You must be kidding me, boss.”

Sun Duoxiang was somewhat incredulous, replying awkwardly.

“If you don’t believe me, ask for yourself.”

Zhang Hao and the others, upon hearing this, turned their heads uneasily towards Xiao Wen and the others, and stuttered when they asked,

“Brother, what rank are you?”

“Colonel, but my rank isn’t the highest here. Cheng Xue has the highest rank; she’s a Major General in the GT department,”

Xiao Wen replied with a smile.

After hearing this, the trio of Sun Duoxiang couldn’t help but feel somewhat uneasy. Although they were now mixed up with the Lin Family, the only officers they usually encountered during missions were low-ranking NCOs and they had to be quite polite to them.

“Alright, let’s not talk about that. We’re all family here, so let’s dig in, the pot is ready.”

Su Mo lifted the lid of the stew pot, and an enticing aroma wafted out immediately.

“This is the stuff.”

Chen Shan replied excitedly.

At this moment, Mo Baoke saw the dish in the pot and his face showed disdain. He said subconsciously, “Is this it? Just eating this? How about I treat you all to a fancy restaurant?”

“We don’t need any fancy restaurant. If you want to go, go by yourself.”

Chen Shan teased without politeness.

Su Mo laughingly said to Mo Baoke, “Oh, right, I almost forgot, you don’t eat this kind of stuff. No worries, I’ll ask later if there’s any curry or something.”

“No need for that, this will be just fine.”

Mo Baoke’s reaction was swift, his expression changing faster than flipping through a book.

“Are you sure you can get used to this?”

Su Mo asked with curiosity.

“No problem, I brought my own seasoning,”

Mo Baoke said with a smile on his face, pulling out a very special packet of seasoning from his pocket and pouring it into his bowl.

“What’s this?”

Su Mo asked curiously, as it was his first time seeing someone bring their own seasoning to a meal.

“Premium masala, Lord Su Mo, would you like some? It tastes amazing.”

Mo Baoke offered it like he was presenting treasure, holding it up for Su Mo to get a good look.

“Uh, no thanks, you have it yourself.”

Su Mo’s mouth twitched slightly, wondering what kind of ghostly seasoning it was, being yellow and emitting a really strong smell.

“Lord Su Mo, please try it, I guarantee it’s delicious and it will absolutely give you the experience of taste on the tip of your tongue,”

Mo Baoke urged him enthusiastically.

“No need, no need, let’s start drinking, bottoms up, everyone!”

Su Mo had no interest and quickly changed the subject.

“Okay,”

Qian Chengxue opened a bottle of white liquor and poured for everyone.

Soon everyone’s cups were full, and Su Mo stood up, leading with his cup raised.

“It’s rare for us to gather together today, so don’t hold back, feel free to eat and drink.”

“Okay!”

Sun Duoxiang and the others yelled excitedly.

The group raised their cups together.

“Cheers!”

After a cup of fiery and strong liquor went down their throats, the atmosphere became more lively, and any slight reserve began to fade away.

“Big brother, we toast to you. If it hadn’t been for your support, we wouldn’t have reaped such rewards last time,”

Sun Duoxiang raised his cup.

“That’s right, we toast to you too.”

Zhang Hao and a few others also raised their cups.

“Okay.”

Su Mo didn’t refuse.

Off to the side, Qian Chengxue used a ladle to scoop up a big goose leg from the iron pot and placed it in Su Mo’s bowl, whispering,

“Don’t just focus on drinking, eat something to line your stomach.”

“Okay.”

Su Mo was quick to nod.

“Lord Su Mo, I’ll toast to you as well,”

Mo Baoke also shamelessly raised his cup.

“Su Mo, let’s have a drink together too,”

Chen Shan joined the fun as well.

“Alright, come on!”

Su Mo was also a bit tipsy at the moment and welcomed all comers. Who was he to refuse, especially since he had said today was about enjoying themselves.

“Alright, that’s the spirit!”

…..

Much later, Su Mo and the others were red-faced and laughing, chatting happily.

It was rare for them to relax like this since each person present faced immense pressure daily, and one never knew who might sacrifice themselves the next day.

Expeditions were never as easy and pleasant as imagined; it was more about living on the edge.

“Xiao Wen, let’s have a drink. How’s it going with the Third Legion?”

Mo Baoke burped and raised his cup to Xiao Wen, nearly throwing an arm over his shoulder in familiarity. He seemed to have completely forgotten how he had been grinding his teeth in curses at Xiao Wen before.

“So-so. It’s not particularly good or bad, just a bit restrictive, with relatively fewer resources allocated.”

Xiao Wen raised his cup and clinked it with Mo Baoke’s.