"2003?"
Only after Chen Xu spoke did he remember that when they had first met, it had said it was a chef robot. He had not paid it any attention and had never expected its food to be so delicious. "But doesn't it have no hands?"
Yang Jinxia said, "I had nothing to do these past few days, so I tried installing a pair of arms on it in the Repair Room. I didn't expect it to actually work. From now on, with 2003 handling the cooking, we won't have to eat Nutritional Meals anymore."
Thinking of those bland, tasteless Nutritional Meals, Chen Xu nodded in agreement.
There was a food synthesizer in the shelter. After ingredients were poured into it, it could produce a kind of Nutritional Meal. They had been eating that for the past few days, and its taste could only be described as barely edible.
He knew how to cook, but he had been wholly focused on the Control Center and had been unwilling to waste time cooking. Besides, he was not particularly picky about food. Nutritional Meals were a little bland, but as long as they filled his stomach, he did not care.
As for Yang Jinxia, she probably could not cook.
"You've been staying here these past few days. Did you discover something?" Yang Jinxia took the bowl and chopsticks from his hands. Instead of leaving, she asked him this.
"Come, sit."
A thought suddenly struck Chen Xu. He waved her over to the nearby seat and said, "Let's talk."
Yang Jinxia sat down as instructed and asked, "About what?"
"Suppose you were given a chance to return to Earth in a few months. But by then, you'd be an ordinary office worker, earning a four-digit monthly salary, with no savings and no support