Chapter 52 Dumplings can soothe the spirit
Raw dumplings can be stored for a few days, but cooked dumplings can't be kept for long. Ning Ruan looked at the camera in the live broadcast room and said, "For fans who have drawn dumplings but are in other empires, can I give you parasitic dumplings later?"

[I can't cook, can I come to Federal to eat? ]

[What does raw food mean? I don't understand. Can Your Excellency the Holy Female come to the Zeyu Empire? I also want to eat freshly cooked dumplings. ]

[There are still ten left, so doesn't that mean that fans of the Federal Empire still have a chance to win dumplings?! ]

Ning Ruan saw the comments and replied: "You can also come offline and I will cook dumplings for you. I will give the other ten to other Federation fans~"

Other orcs of the Empire began to envy the Federation.

[At this moment, I wish I could immigrate to the Federation and eat the dumplings made by Her Excellency the Saint.]

【Want to immigrate +1】

【Want to immigrate +2】

【Want to immigrate +3】

[Think +…]

Ning Ruan set up the lottery again and gave away the remaining ten prizes, but in fact she gave away a few more.

On the battleship, Hall stopped, his hands were stained with some blood, but the blood was not his. He said gloomily: "It's not a war, no lives will be lost, leave the Federation immediately!"

As soon as he finished speaking, FedEx appeared, "Mr. Hall, this is your express."

The exquisite food box exuded a faint fragrance. The box was still warm in Hall's hand. His gloomy face instantly broke into a smile: "Is this dumplings?"

"Yes."

On the federal battleship, many males showed envious expressions. They did not need to participate in the battle and were watching Ning Ruan's live broadcast room.

Everyone knows that the food box in Marshal Hall's hand contains dumplings made by Ning Ruan herself.

Hall's eyes sparkled. He immediately looked up at the warships of other empires and said slowly: "If you dare to cross the line, I will attack you with my warships!" After that, he returned to the warship and washed his hands first.

His subordinates cast envious glances at him and joked, "Boss Huo, this is the backdoor that Lord Ning Ruan opened for you."

Hall smiled faintly, "Why? Am I not worthy of a backdoor?"

After washing his hands, Hall opened the food box and was instantly greeted by a fragrant aroma. The dumplings had just been cooked for less than two minutes, and next to the dumplings was a small box filled with dipping sauce.

Hall reached out, picked up the dumpling and tasted it.

He has thick skin and this little temperature is nothing to him.

After eating the dumplings, Hall felt that his mental power seemed to be appeased. He frowned and called a subordinate with SS-level mental power and asked:
"Hong He, have you found a female to soothe your mental strength?"

Hong He is a powerful general under his command, but due to his appearance and height, he is not popular among females, and his out-of-control level is approaching the critical point.

Hong He shook his head, lowered his head and said disappointedly: "Boss Huo, no S-level female is interested in me, and they are not willing to appease my mental power."

"Come here." Hall handed the food box to him and said, "Try it."

Hong He raised his eyes and looked at Hall. He thought he was going to be imprisoned by the Federation. There was determination in his eyes, "Boss, is this the last meal for execution?"

Hall slapped him on the head, "Break the hell up!"

He wanted to try and see if Ningruan’s dumplings could calm a male’s spirit. If so, wouldn’t that be…

"Oh."

Hong He picked up a dumpling and asked, "Can I try the dipping sauce?"

"Sure," Hall replied.

Hong He dipped it in the red oil sauce and swallowed it. The spicy taste spread in his mouth. His eyes lit up and he praised generously:
(End of this chapter)