I left the cafeteria after finishing what was possibly my second breakfast as a Max Brain grunt. Though calling it breakfast might be a stretch—it was more like brunch. Either way, I had consumed my second meal in this new life of mine.
Unfortunately, I had to go by myself.
No. 704 couldn't come with me as my guide because he had to take No. 702 back to our dorm room; he was still out cold from all the morning's events. It couldn't be helped, so I asked again about the directions by trying to remember the route to the Grunt Armory from his Max Phone's 3D holographic map.
From what I had seen, the route to the Grunt Armory, though quite far from my current position at the cafeteria, seemed straightforward enough that I wouldn't miss it—or so I hoped.
'Well, I can always ask any of my fellow grunts here for directions...'
