"Lord Mokaka!"

Tian En let go of Yun You's hand, full of excitement, and waved toward Mokaka on the sofa.

Although the little girl was wearing headphones, she heard Tian En's slightly magnetic voice, so she raised her head and nodded at Tian En.

"You've returned; how was the journey?"

Seeing Mokaka concerned about him, Tian En quickly nodded and then took out the bass he had brought with him.

"Tian En did not disappoint you; I've brought the item!"

"Hmm..."

Mokaka didn't say unnecessary words, just responded and gestured for Tian En to go rest.

"By the way, when you have a meal later, bring me a cup of milk tea, make it hot, 49 degrees, with extra sugar."

There was no extra care, nor did Mokaka ask how Tian En fared outside or if he faced any danger; there was just a single command.

Mokaka's emotions were always very stable, stabilized to a near "heartless" degree, seemingly indifferent to the hardships Tian En endured.

However, Tian En seemed to be used to it, so after saluting, he retreated by himself.

Seeing this, Yun You was a bit taken aback, feeling that Mokaka's actions seemed a bit off.

For Tian En was doing her a favor, nearly losing his life just for that bass, and logically, he should receive some praise and gratitude.

But Mokaka seemed to think this was entirely expected.

Yun You was just about to say something when Mokaka spoke first.

"You are Wu Ming, right? Xiao En just sent me his experiences via information flow, so we don't need to be polite with unnecessary words."

"In any case, I still have to thank you, Apprentice Death God."

"If you don't mind, stay and have a meal with me."

With that, Mokaka snapped her fingers.

"Snap—"

Instantly, the drone, which had been waiting nearby, received the command, quickly assembled into a dining table and set out the gleaming white tableware and various delicacies.

Large steaks grilled to golden perfection, accompanied by expensive natural pepper, sizzled with oil on the grill.

Perfectly glazed braised pork, translucent and shining, accompanied by black garlic Yun You had never seen before, was placed in a pure white ceramic pot, where the heating beneath wasn't alcohol or other solid fuels but a small lamp, with the wick made from excellent applewood, giving even the ashes a fragrant scent.

The staple was bread, not the synthetic starch bread common in the Nest City, but baked from artificially cultivated wheat, without a trace of chemical smell, only the charred aroma wafting up, making one unable to resist biting into it.

When Yun You was a child, she had seen such wheat; only the upper echelon of Nest City could carve out a piece of precious clean land to grow pure, pollution-free ears of wheat… Security managing the wheat field roughly drove Yun You away, even telling her, "Your life isn't worth as much as this single grain of wheat."

"Sorry, I spent all my pocket money to smooth relations recently, so this meal is a bit simple."

With Mokaka's words, Yun You's contemplation was interrupted.

In her eyes, an incredibly luxurious meal was seen by Mokaka as "unworthy" fare.

"These foods..."

Yun You picked up the steak, pondered for a long time, and suddenly asked a somewhat inappropriate question.

"Don't these contradict the principle of 'equality for everyone'?"

Indeed, while people in the camp chewed on compressed biscuits, it might suffice to fill the stomach, but it seemed worlds apart from steak and braised pork.

Moreover, from Mokaka's conduct, this seemed like a normal meal for her, implying every meal was like this for her.

Though Yun You personally had no issue with this, it evidently contrasted slightly with the "equality" Mokaka preached.

"Rest assured."

Mokaka was unconcerned, biting into a lollipop, casually saying, "These ingredients are from my home, not counted among the prison distribution resources, so naturally they don't affect everyone else's equal distribution."

"I'm the master of this camp, and I'm the one setting the rules, so naturally I don't need to be bound by them; otherwise, how could I manage the entire camp effectively?"

"Relax, feel free to enjoy; no one will have any objection."

With that, she leaned halfway out of the sofa, operated the drone to grab a piece of bread, and tossed it into her mouth.

"Uh..."

Honestly, Yun You couldn't rebut this argument.

Mokaka wasn't using public resources or taking what didn't belong to her; her expensive food and snacks were brought from home, which was hers, so of course she could enjoy them freely.

There's nothing to argue about.

However, this behavior didn't align with the "perfect person" image Tian En promoted earlier.

Yet Yun You didn't ask further, just silently lowered her head, gently poking the expensive steak with a knife.

"By the way... Mokaka, is your real name 'Vivian Hugo'?"

After a while, Yun You couldn't help mentioning the Lower City Mayor candidate's name.

She had prepared herself to be deceived by Mokaka, even though she had ascertained that they should be the same person, as Hugo always remained anonymous, never willing to disclose an identity, which was understandable.

But surprisingly, after Mokaka hesitated for a moment, she nodded, openly admitting it.

"You guessed right, I am Vivian Hugo; that's my name in Nest City."

"But I prefer when people call me Mokaka; it sounds better, more unique."

Mokaka was indeed Vivian Hugo.

Now, the information in Yun You's mind connected together.

The Hugo Clan, emerging aristocrats in Nest City No. 3, was said to have its Patriarch, Caliduo Hugo, initially as a soldier, who quickly amassed wealth through arms dealing, ultimately founding the prestigious family enterprise—Hugo Pharmaceutical, specializing in developing various painkillers.

In theory, such an emerging aristocrat could flourish in Nest City for at least a hundred years, with its family enterprise passing on for four or five generations, eventually growing into a giant enterprise being no surprise.

Unfortunately, Caliduo Hugo, as the founder, due to early war injuries, lost his ability to have children, leaving only a young daughter, who was extremely rebellious, unwilling to directly inherit his business.

Nonetheless, Caliduo Hugo protected his daughter well, never revealing her name.

Only Old Jin speculated that Vivian Hugo, the Lower City Mayor candidate, was most likely the heiress of Hugo Pharmaceutical.

And now, Yun You could confirm it.

Vivian Hugo, or praised as Lord Mokaka, was truly the aristocratic young lady, Caliduo Hugo's rebellious daughter, the sole heiress to Hugo Pharmaceutical, the pharmaceutical giant!

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