"2003?"
Chen Xu said, then remembered that the first time they met, it had mentioned that it was a robotic chef. He hadn't cared much at the time, but unexpectedly, the food it made was delicious, "But it has no hands, does it?"
Yang Jinxia said, "I've been idle these past few days, so I stayed in the repair room and tried to fit it with a pair of arms, and to my surprise, I actually succeeded. From now on, with 2003 handling the cooking, we won't have to eat nutrient meals anymore."
Chen Xu thought about those bland and tasteless nutrient meals and nodded in agreement.
There was a food synthesizer in the shelter which could produce a nutrient meal by just pouring in ingredients; that's what they had been eating these past few days. The taste was barely palatable.
