Warhammer: Open the door! Human League players!

Anna and Anne certainly have the talent of engineers.

In the People's Federation, what kind of work one can do can also be detected.

Even teaching can be done through information integration.

However, the ability to learn, integrate, and even apply knowledge flexibly depends on individual talent; it is not absolute.

"It might hurt a little."

"Ouch!" Annie winced in pain.

At this moment, Anne had an implant inserted into her central nervous system via a puncture in her neck.

"The Level 1 Trainee Engineer module has been implemented for you."

"The information you need to learn can be accessed directly."

"From now on, this will be your workplace. For now, you only need to manufacture bullets."

It's much better than mining, and you don't have to breathe that foul-smelling air outside. The ship's internal air filtration system keeps the air inside the ship fresh.

"You guys get to know each other first."

This is... knowledge?

To touch knowledge is considered blasphemy!

The rules from the Empire sent Anna and her sister trembling.

Anna reassured her sister, saying, "It's alright, we're the Commander's people now."

Anne nodded.

A clone approached Fang Yun and handed him a sample can of food.

The freshly made canned food was still warm.

"These green-skinned creatures, are they semi-plants?"

Think back to those green-skinned monsters—plant-based? They wouldn't contain chloroplasts, would they?

The nutrition facts label shows that it is rich in plant protein, high-quality protein, vitamins, etc.

"Is the output efficiency really that low?"

The problem is that it requires a lot of energy to process; one unit of energy can only process thirty cans of this kind. For standard canned fruit for humans, which does not require multiple processing steps, one unit of energy can process several hundred cans.

Of course, this high proportion is not a problem for the Human Alliance, which can absorb almost unlimited energy. As long as it can improve the life experience of human citizens, and as long as the food is delicious enough and plentiful enough, the energy expenditure is negligible for the Human Alliance.

Although Fang Yun didn't have much energy, he didn't have any better options.

It's better than eating your own kind.

"Try this."

Fang Yun handed the canned food to the two sisters.

Anna opened the can without hesitation.

She knew from hearing "sample" that this was an experiment—was she going to use herself as the subject of the experiment?

She trusted Fang Yun completely, no matter what was inside the can.

She said that she was willing to do anything for the angel to atone for her sins, even if it was an experiment, it was a deserved punishment.

A rich aroma of meat wafted from the can.

"What, what is this?"

The unique texture derived from meat, with a combination of meat and standard starch, offers two distinct textures.

She had a thought: this is the most delicious thing in the world.

Is this punishment?

How can this be considered punishment?

It's clearly a reward.

She would rather be punished by the commander every day.

Anna and Anne wolfed down their food, eating very quickly.

They had never eaten meat, just as she had never eaten fruit.

"How is it?"

"It's delicious."

"We've never eaten it before."

Anna's tears streamed down her cheeks: "I used to think eating was a painful thing."

Will we still be able to eat it?

Fang Yun smiled, a gentle smile like sunshine, and stroked Annie's head with his hand.

"Why not?"

"SUPP will not mistreat its citizens."

Fang Yun also took a small bite.

Hmm, it wasn't as bad as I imagined; in fact, it was quite delicious.

It's like canned luncheon meat, but the taste is much better and it's also much oilier.

Foods that resemble mushrooms but have a meaty texture have a wonderfully unique taste.

Human Union's food processing technology has reached its pinnacle, removing harmful substances and residual energy while enhancing the taste.

"Distribute canned food to all the clones and let them adjust."

"Canned food again!" He jumped up and down, drooling, as he looked at the can he had just received.

High-quality canned food, that kind of culinary abomination, makes my mouth water but now makes me feel nauseous.

All ten players looked troubled.

"I'd rather starve to death than eat this stuff!"

"Me too, I'd rather starve than eat canned food. I dream about it all the time now."

"Are you fucking asleep? You're having some kind of crazy dream."

"A lunch break isn't possible."

"This is the commander's order! If you are severely starving and have lost the ability to move, your exploration rights will be revoked, and you will be resealed and put back into the compartment."

Bruce tugged at his collar, mustered his courage, and said, "I don't think it's impossible."

Bruce looked somewhat surprised when he finished the green canned food.

"The taste is not bad?"

He was drooling and looked completely incredulous.

"You lied to me again!"

The Sichuan opera master grabbed the drooling man by the collar, pressed his face against the drool, and said through gritted teeth, "I remember you were the one who lied to us in the first place, you bastard."

"Don't be impulsive, don't be impulsive, I'll eat, I'll eat..."

"Holy crap, it tastes delicious!"

"The texture is amazing, it tastes like some kind of mushroom and meat stewed together, very similar to beef, but with an added pork flavor..."

"Ah, it smells so good, oh my!" My mouth is watering as I eat the rice.

"The commander told me to tell you not to eat out anymore, it's not healthy."

"Why does that sound so familiar?"

The Sichuan Opera master, who was hosting the show, looked at the test report left behind by the clones—the same kind of canned food they had previously eaten.

"What constitutes high-quality starch—starch produced by the people?"

"These are all words, why do I not understand them when they're put together?" The Sichuan Opera master, the anchor, had a clear look of bewilderment and stupidity on his face.

"You beast! You beast!!!!"

"These human empires are all fucking beasts!!!"

Bruce slapped his thigh in anger: "Drooling, you beast!"

"What are you doing?" he asked, drooling as he looked at the two of them with expressions of utter despair.

"See for yourself."

"I am a military officer, I am illiterate."

"If you can't read, I'll read it to you."

"I am deaf, I can't hear."

Remembering how he'd been tricked into eating canned food by drooling, Bruce grabbed the drooling man, pressed his face against his, and yelled, "You bastard, you know you've broken the law?"

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"This is your work area."

"That's the bathroom. If you need food, just tell Number Seven, and she'll bring you canned food."

"Commander, do you mean we can stay here indefinitely?"

Fang Yun nodded: "There are rooms over there; these will be your rooms from now on."

It was actually the rest room for the service personnel in the engineering area.

"From now on, you will need to receive regular care in the medical ward."

"Maintenance? Commander, we don't need it."

"How long do you think your lifespan is?"

"In her early twenties..." Anna's face showed a hint of disappointment.

She's already eighteen years old, and based on experience, she'll die in a few years.

My younger sister is the same.

"Theoretically, if you continue to stay outside, your lifespan is 30 years."

There is a difference between theory and practice.

Who knows, one day someone might go crazy and kill them, or forcibly implant gene fragments and then produce new genetically hybrid humans.

"Your genes have been modified too much and are prone to collapse at any time. Entering an ecological cabin or medical cabin can stabilize your genes."

"Number Seven will tell you where to go for maintenance. If there's no space available, go to my command and operations room."

Anna knelt down with a thud: "Our lives belong to the Commander..."

"Your life is not mine, it is your own, it belongs to the People's Federation. You are not a slave, you are a human being."

"Human beings."

Anna knelt on the ground, tears streaming down her face.

If this is a dream, please don't wake up.

After explaining a few things, Fang Yun left.

With the food problem solved, it's time for an expansion.

Ten players are not enough now. Collecting energy and setting up defenses both require the support of players, so Fang Yun plans to expand to 30 players.

..........

"BOOM!!!!!"

The roar of the explosion ripped through the sky.