Wenren Sheng's Puppet Man boarded the Space Fortress again, but this time, the protagonist personally brought him aboard.
Although Little Illusion said she had already looked it over and found nothing else remarkable about the big box, Wenren Sheng understood that different people, using different tools of observation, saw different things.
Just as the world seen through a dog's eyes had completely different colors from the world seen through human eyes.
He followed Jila onto the spacecraft and entered the pilots' living quarters.
During boarding, the ship's AI scanned him and assigned him permissions, granting him the access level of a pilot's family member.
Jila settled Wenren Sheng in an empty dorm room, then took him to eat.
The dining area was a large cafeteria. Handsome men and beautiful women in all kinds of uniforms walked back and forth, making for a pleasing sight.
It even made Wenren Sheng want to update his Blood Island world and make its inhabitants a bit better-looking. After all, he was someone who pursued perfection.
"We rely on nutrient solution to replenish energy and vitamins during combat, but under normal circumstances, we still prefer regular meals. It makes us feel like real people, like we're truly alive," Jila said as he ate.
"That's good," Wenren Sheng replied. Then he had the Puppet Man take a bite, and nearly threw up...
It tasted awful, practically dark cuisine. It seemed the nutrient solution supplied during combat was the better stuff.
"What, you don't like the food here?" Jila asked curiously.
"No, I mean your tastes are very distinctive," Wenren Sheng said politely.
Maybe they genuinely liked it, just like stinky tofu. Some people loved it, while others hated it.
Jila did not mind and continued eating with great enjoyment.
Then another beautiful woman walked over and