When it was bought, it wasn't called "little tomatoes"—it was called "cherry tomatoes." Each one was slightly smaller than a ping-pong ball, picked fresh with the vine still attached. They tasted sweet and were quite good.
Karl stared in disbelief at the Shine Muscat grapes and cherry tomatoes she had brought out. "Do you have a lot of these?" "Of course. Besides these, I have other tasty things too. Are they rare around here?" "Very rare. Only the royal family can eat these."
Shen Yunyun was taken aback. Only the royal family could eat them? No way. "Then what do the others live on?" "They absorb energy. That's why I'm looking to purchase energy stones from you," Karl explained.
This left Shen Yunyun completely baffled. Who in the world doesn't eat food and just lives off the energy from energy stones? She had never read a novel where people didn't need to eat.
Well, that wasn't entirely true—there were cultivation novels where people didn't need to eat. Those just starting out seemed to take fasting pills, and once they reached a certain level of cultivation, they no longer needed food.
But then again, she suddenly felt that being an immortal wasn't all that great. Food was one of life's greatest joys. Hadn't she heard people say, "The only things you shouldn't let down are good food"? Besides, who in their right mind would want to cultivate immortality? Living every day with a clear mind and few desires—what fun was that?
A girl like her, a bit wild at heart, needed a little spice in life. So, life wasn't just about length; it was also about depth, right? Living for millions of years in monotony, just for the sake of survival—what was the point?
Wait, wait. Come back, come back, come back. Her mind had wandered off track.
"Don't you find life boring? Without any joy at all?" Shen Yunyun glanced around the spaceship, thinking to herself that maybe it wasn't so dull—after all, they got to play with spaceships.
"Boring?" Karl looked confused, like a dog that couldn't understand its owner's command. He didn't know what "fun" meant. He had been trained by the military since childhood, becoming the youngest commander in the Sait Galaxy. Two years ago, during the interstellar war, he was betrayed by his allies and severely injured.
After recovering, he was transferred from the front lines to logistics, traveling to various galaxies to find energy stones so the warriors on the front lines wouldn't have to worry.
"Do you know that normal people eat all kinds of delicious food?" Shen Yunyun pulled out a bag of spicy strips and opened it.
The bold aroma of the spicy strips instantly filled the entire cockpit. Karl's eyes widened, and he sniffed the air before leaning in to ask, "What is this?" "This is called spicy strips. Try one."
Shen Yunyun held the spicy strip up to him. Karl hesitated. He had never eaten anything like this before, nor had he ever seen it.
Shen Yunyun didn't wait for him. She took one out and ate it herself. Spicy strips, though delicious, were high in oil, salt, and calories, with little nutritional value—hence they were called junk food. But this kind of junk food, when paired with rice or stuffed into a bun, was absolutely heavenly.
Spicy strips were the Rolls-Royce of snacks. Once you had one, you couldn't stop at just one.
Seeing her eat nonstop, Karl couldn't help but swallow his saliva. He reached out with his pale hand and took one. His eyes lit up with surprise as he looked at Shen Yunyun in disbelief.
She, in turn, looked at him expectantly, as if waiting for his approval. She didn't believe any normal person could resist the deliciousness of spicy strips.
Sure enough, Karl couldn't resist. It wasn't just the bold flavor of the spicy strips—they were also a little salty. Sweetness wasn't unfamiliar to Karl; some of their grapes were sweet too. But he had never tasted saltiness before.
The Sait Galaxy had no planets suitable for cultivation. The small amount of soil they had in their base now was brought back by their ancestors from the Blue Star.