"You're the idiot."
Chen Xu reached out and knocked 2003 on the head. "Isn't it ready yet? I'm starving."
"It wasn't my idea." Its voice sounded rather aggrieved. "Twenty more minutes."
"I'll go brush my teeth first. Call me when it's ready." Chen Xu stood and headed toward the vehicle.
Twenty minutes later, Chen Xu enjoyed a delicious breakfast. He had long heard of the miraculous food known as Beggar's Chicken. Back when he was in middle school, the first time he read The Legend of the Condor Heroes and saw its description, he had been deeply curious. He had simply never had the chance to try it.
This was his first time eating it. The skin was crisp without being tough, the meat tender and smooth, and it was not greasy in the slightest. It was truly fantastic. He could not help praising 2003 again.
This skill was truly incredible. He had never been particularly picky about food, but now he felt that being able to eat such delicacies every day was genuinely a pleasure.
If only I could bring 2003 back to reality.
The thought flashed through his mind. He could open a restaurant and have it serve as the chef. There would be no need to worry about business at all.
After breakfast, they continued on their journey.
The farther they got from A020 Shelter, the more desolate Chen Xu felt the surroundings become. As far as the eye could see, it was like entering a vast Gobi wasteland.
Waves of yellow sand blew in with the wind, making the already gray, hazy sky even blurrier.
The road surface also became softer and softer. With one careless move, the wheels would press a pit into the ground. Once the vehicle sank in, the tires would spin,