Elder Yu rubbed his temples as he stared at the bizarre description of the weapon material before him.
"Grrr..." Just then, his stomach began to growl. Only now did he remember that since arriving at this base, he had not eaten a thing or even had a sip of water. Perhaps he had been too excited earlier, but now his throat was dry, and hunger and thirst gnawed at him.
He was also still wearing his original white hospital gown, which looked absurdly baggy after his body had shrunk. The series of shocks earlier had made him forget all about it. Only now did he feel drafts coming in from every direction.
Count on Nie Yun? His talent for logistics had always been in the negatives. There was no way he would remember such mundane matters as food, clothing, and accommodation.
"I need to find some clothes, too. Come to think of it, where's the cafeteria in this base? Young Nie never told me." Resigned, Elder Yu got up and left the room to find someone to ask.
But after searching for quite a while outside, he saw only strange little robots bustling back and forth. There was not a single person in sight.
Elder Yu was dumbfounded. How could a base this big have nobody around? Were they that short-staffed? Were those rare specimens really that hard to find?
Young Nie should at least be here. Let's see if I can find him. As Elder Yu thought this, an enticing aroma suddenly drifted into his nose.
"Huh? Is that... someone barbecuing?" Elder Yu swallowed. It seemed he would not have to ask where the kitchen was.
He followed the aroma...
"Bzzzt..."
"Ah... mm... too salty!" Lao San complained around a bite of an octopus skewer.
"Bzzzt..."
"You're lucky