Farosa went to get ready, sending Xu Yang away.
Xu Yang felt a series of events were about to happen in the future that would demand a lot from his physical and mental strength, so he planned to go to the restaurant to eat something first.
He entered the club's restaurant, which had a nice environment, divided into Western restaurant and snack bar areas. The Western restaurant was lavishly decorated, its carpet adorned with embroidery as exquisite as masterpieces, making people hesitant to step on it for fear of ruining the beautiful stitches.
101 and 102 were eating desserts, seriously watching each other, feeding each other cake, cheese, and cream-filled cookies with forks. Floating robots weaved through the air, bringing plates of delicate pastries made by machines, excellent in quality and uniformity.
"Eat more," 101 said softly, "we've never had such good food there."
