Universe Infinite Canteen
Chapter 764 - 764: Bombshell

No matter whether it was the four little animals from the Earth Autonomy Management Committee or the Council members who fled to Earth with Motti, they were all shocked by the Councilman's crazy actions.

The restaurant was suddenly dead silent.

Motti, perhaps having had too much Cat Pee Beer or perhaps too excited by the moment of showdown, his wrinkled old face turned beet red.

His gaze swept around, taking in everyone's expressions, and upon seeing Dalia and others' shock and panic, the wrinkles on his face seemed to smooth out.

He clearly wasn't planning to end things there—he loosened his tie and continued full force.

"Of course, moral condemnation alone is too trivial. I have kept the original investigation files of that murder case on hand all these years, and I will disclose them later, along with… Jiya."

"What's up, dad?"

The young man with eyes on his hands was presently confused, unsure whether to deal with the coming end of the world or the sudden father switch first, and he responded unconsciously when called out.

"I have had people collect some of the foolish things you've done before. Not a lot, just about 10 or 20 percent, but enough to land you in Prison 444 for a few centuries. But don't worry, the world is ending anyway, no one's going to come for you."

"That's good." Jiya sighed with relief.

"However, there's a little news I'd like to share with everyone in advance. I noticed that you seem to have an unusual fascination with your mother's clothes, your mother has been frequently losing small items like stockings, gloves..."

Just then, Ma Youyou came from the kitchen carrying a three-meter-long large serving platter, containing a whole Supersonic Flat Fin Flagfish sashimi.

Ma Youyou was about to set the platter on the table, but unexpectedly, Dalia suddenly reached out, grabbed the fish's head from the platter, and used it as a weapon to thrust at Motti.

The sharp, needle-like fish snout easily pierced through Motti's slack and shriveled skin, silencing him instantly.

Motti looked down at the fish head that had sprouted from his throat, his face full of disbelief.

With trembling hands, he seemed to want to pull the fish head out, but before his fingers even touched the fish's face, his head tilted, and he breathed his last.

Dalia clapped her hands and sighed, "Looks like this press conference can only end here."

The Guard Captain's eyes widened, "Minister Dalia!!! You, you just murdered the Councilman!"

The sheer shock of the scene caused this seasoned bodyguard to stammer.

"So what," Dalia said nonchalantly, taking a sip of Cat Pee Beer, "Relax, Peter, Motti was right, it's the end of the world now, letting loose is more important than anything else."

As she spoke, Dalia kicked her husband's corpse down from the pile of chairs with her foot, "I've been enduring this old fart for a long time. Since the first day I became his secretary, he's been harassing me, just wanting to play with me, never intending to take responsibility.

If it weren't for having something on him, he would have never married me. After our marriage, he found a dozen lovers, not even behind my back, yet he dared to bring up old stories about me and Diego.

"Hmm. He looks much better like this." The female minister stared at the corpse lying dead with eyes open, "You should try it too, letting yourself go completely, free from all constraints, the feeling is absolutely fantastic!"

The restaurant once again fell into silence, until finally, a voice rang out, this time from a portly Vice Speaker, his pupils sparkling with strange light, "I've always wanted to be a Bunny Girl."

"No problem, you should seize the last moments to fulfill your dream, get yourself a bunny girl costume, start dancing, you could even start a Universe-wide live broadcast," Dalia suggested.

"I, I have dreams too! I want to try it with a Broad-snouted dolphin, but I've always been worried about those animal protection organizations," declared the spokesperson bravely.

"Cool! Let them go to hell, go find your dolphin groom, we'll all bless you, this must be an exciting journey."

"......"

5 minutes later, Ma Lu decided to step out for a bit and get some air at the back door, mainly because the group inside had completely let loose, and the conversation was getting more and more outrageous.

In comparison, the bombshells dropped by Motti before seemed like nothing.

Ma Lu would willingly spend five thousand Star Currency for a pair of ears that hadn't heard those words.

He looked up at the starry sky above his head.

The moon tonight was not very round, but it was bright, just like numerous spring nights before.

The residents of the community, some walking dogs, some running for fitness, and a few kids chasing each other on bicycles in the yard, showed no signs that the apocalypse was imminent.

Ma Lu had been looking forward to tonight's dinner.

Especially after learning about Motti's identity, he hoped that the Councilman from The Grand Alliance could find a way to address the current crisis with the Earth Autonomy Management Committee.

The public pays so much tax to those politicians, expecting them to be useful at times like this.

But just when it mattered, Motti gave up first, thinking about the ongoing last wish grants inside, Ma Lu couldn't help but sigh.

He took out his phone and browsed Taobao for a while, to see if there was anything worth buying.

After all, you should spend your money before dying, otherwise, it's all been a waste.

However, after looking around, Ma Lu didn't find anything particularly compelling to buy, mainly because he already had houses and cars, and things like airplanes and yachts didn't excite him, besides, there's no place for them in City B.

It's not like he was going to assemble a personal dance troupe with his cash, right?

Ma Lu was still pondering about spending money when a phone call came in.

He glanced at the caller ID, and seeing it was an unknown number, he thought it was spam and hung up casually.

But less than 5 seconds later, the call came again; this time Ma Lu chose to answer.

An excited voice came from the other end, "I've figured it out! I've finally figured it out."

"What have you figured out? Also, who is this?" Ma Lu asked, puzzled.

"I'm Nicholas, a lot of people call me Santa Claus, we just met not long ago, Boss Ma," the voice continued.

"Oh, it's you." Ma Lu remembered, "How have you been lately?"

"I'm well, Lightning says hello too. Last week, I just accompanied Qi Yu to retrieve his wish, now those comics can continue their serialization, but that's not the point, today I called to talk to you about your friend, the Time Traveler.

"Who?"

"That Time Traveler friend, he's dead, did you know?"