Interstellar travel, a beloved companion, a magnificent and turbulent otherworld.

What he didn't know was that this was just the beginning. From then on, for every meal that involved spicy food, Mo Junlin would always take the lead, adhering to the principle of never letting his stomach suffer, and he really fought with him to the very end!

"Sizzle, sizzle, it's spicy, so spicy, but it's really satisfying, Ali. Every dish you made especially for me tonight was incredibly delicious and satisfying. I want to eat it again next time. Can I make a reservation in advance?"

Ye Zixuan emphasized the words in the middle, which were meant for Mo Junlin to hear: "What a dog! This was made for me by Ali, and what happened? Most of it ended up in his dog's stomach."

Mo Li got up and went to the kitchen to bring out three large glasses of refreshing plum juice, one of her own homemade varieties. The ingredients seemed simple, but they were actually quite substantial.

The ingredients included dried tangerine peel, mulberry, roselle, hawthorn, dried plum, and yellow rock sugar. She also added dried mango, dried peach, and roses that she cultivated, picked, and dried in her space, according to her own preferences.

As for the glassware, it was designed by Mo Li herself and handcrafted by glass artisans in an old workshop. The glassware was made with a unique process to create multi-layered gradient colors and was carved with intricate patterns. When placed under the light, it shone brightly and was very eye-catching.

In interstellar space, it would be a priceless treasure worthy of being passed down through generations, leaving Ye Zixuan and Mo Junlin completely stunned. This is perhaps a natural dedication to one's profession as a top-tier culinary master!

Although being a chef is not Mo Li's main profession, she shares a common trait with them: she has extremely high standards for the style of the utensils and tableware she uses.

This is one of her great hobbies. Therefore, in her personal space, there is a huge warehouse filled with all kinds of props and tableware that she has searched all over the world to find masters and craftsmen to make. It can be said that she has all the utensils related to the kitchen and cooking.

Ye Zixuan glanced at the seemingly simple chopsticks in his hand, and Mo Junlin subconsciously looked at his own set of tableware. Only at this moment did they belatedly realize that they were living such a luxurious life every day. If those old professors who were restoring and exploring ancient Earth cultures saw this, it would definitely cause quite a storm.

Mo Li felt exposed, her expression changed, and she looked at the two of them very seriously:

"If you have any doubts, keep them to yourselves. Everyone has their little secrets. As the beneficiaries, you shouldn't have any objections. If you can't keep things confidential, let me be frank from the outset: what I hate most is a traitor."

Before they could react, she continued, "I think you're better suited to taking nutritional supplements."

"No."

"No."

Two identical words rang out almost simultaneously, and Ye Zixuan immediately stepped forward and grabbed her arm:

"No, absolutely not, Ali. I said I would protect you, and that means everything about you. I don't want anyone else to know about someone as wonderful as you."

Mo Junlin replied with equal seriousness, "I have done so, you can rest assured. This is a guarantee I give to you based on my own qualities as a soldier of the Empire."

Mo Li secretly breathed a sigh of relief. She would never wrong herself for any reason, let alone her stomach. Before transmigrating, she had truly experienced the period in the apocalypse when there was no food to eat, and when etiquette collapsed, morality declined, and humanity was completely lost in the struggle for a bite to eat.

Although she wasn't starving, she had to consider the entire team, as food was scarce. She could only manage to eat about half full at each meal, and it was impossible for her to have a proper meal with several dishes and soup. Even a hot meal was considered a luxury.

That's why, after she traveled to interstellar space and learned about the characteristics of this world, she didn't intend to make herself feel stifled. Within the limited limits, she made sure to eat well, drink well, and sleep well.

Ye Zixuan and the others were just incidental at first, and it was an accident. Fortunately, they all had good character and did not do anything wrong, otherwise, she would not have tolerated it.

Her thoughts drifted for a moment, then quickly returned to her senses. She smiled and raised her glass of plum juice: "Come on, cheers to our promise."

As the three glasses collided, the small, transparent, round ice balls inside made a crisp sound as they struck the inner walls of the glasses, and subtle smiles flickered in the eyes of all three of them.

Ye Zixuan took a sip, and her whole being lit up by the glass of sour plum drink: "This sour plum drink is so delicious! It's icy cold, refreshing, and sweet and sour. It would be even more refreshing in the summer!"

"It's also available in summer. This helps to relieve the spiciness, so you don't keep spitting out spicy food, which can really affect your meal."

Mo Li wasn't worried at all that the spicy and cold food would give them diarrhea. Interstellar people are physically very strong. Due to their genes, they rarely get sick. If they feel unwell, they can take care of everything using a home treatment pod.

Similarly, if you have a premonition that you will get sick, it's perfectly fine to go to the treatment ward and rest for a while.

Mo Junlin suddenly asked, "Are these really cooked with insectoid food?"

"Yes."

"I'll bring some back for you next time I go to the battlefield."

Ye Zixuan: "At least you didn't expect to get a free meal."

Mo Li: "Sure, I've compiled a list of edible Zerg. I'll send you a message via my computer later. Just refer to the list. Not all Zerg are edible."

"You can eat things from the seabed?"

"Pretty much, you've tasted the delicious flavor too."

"It's really good."

Ye Zixuan was somewhat unhappy with the interaction between Mo Junlin and Mo Li at the dinner table. To put it bluntly, the young man was a little jealous. So, after dinner, he put down his chopsticks and decided to quit, leaving all the cleanup to Mo Junlin.

Who would have thought that this cold-faced, cunning dog was so sly? Without even getting up, it handed everything over to the newly acquired home robot named Pinky, and even had the audacity to say:

"This is its job."

As for the name Fenfen, there's no doubt that it was chosen by Mo Li, who's terrible at naming things. She herself said that she thinks the name is pretty good. Since she wears pink, the name Fenfen is a perfect match.

Pinkie is the latest all-around robot design, but it has not yet been officially released and is only sold internally through custom orders. Mo Junlin also said that it will not be sold to the public.

Its functions are incredibly powerful. With it, Kyle and Kelly were even a little worried that their owners would dislike them and sell them off, eventually ending up in the recycling center.

After learning of their concerns, Mo Li reassured them and redefined their roles, thus balancing the responsibilities of the three robots in the house.

In fact, compared to those interstellar women who are used to enjoying life and indulging in pleasure, Mo Li's family has only three robots, which is quite a lot.

To demonstrate their status in the family, the power, favor, and wealth of their husbands, each woman requires at least five personal robots as a minimum standard.

Unlike Moli, which provides services for the whole family.