51: Chapter 51 Food Synthesizer

Mo Yufei pointed at the feces-flavored tofu pudding on the screen with a look of utter astonishment, staring at Wang Chen in disbelief.

Wang Chen, however, was not at all surprised. He smiled calmly and began to explain slowly, "What's so strange about this? Remember when these smart cafeterias first became a hit? No one expected such absurd things to happen."

"Back then, there was a particularly curious and eccentric customer with a wild imagination who used the food synthesizer to literally synthesize actual shit. All the guests in the restaurant were scared away on the spot; the scene was incredibly awkward."

He paused for a moment and continued, "Later, the manufacturer urgently modified the machine's permissions, deleting and banning all the options that could directly synthesize strange, real-world objects."

"But this particular bizarre flavor option was specifically kept."

"I guess the people who developed and manufactured the machine also considered that there are always weirdos in the world with a strong sense of curiosity who want to taste what such absurd flavors actually feel like."

"And don't worry," Wang Chen added, "the tofu pudding made with this flavor option looks and smells exactly like regular tofu pudding; it's only the taste when you eat it that is exactly that bizarre, original flavor."

Wang Chen pointed to a corner of the restaurant and said, "The restaurant has even designated a niche area for exotic tastes. People who want to eat these bizarre flavors go to that specific area, so they won't affect anyone else."

"I don't think you have that kind of curiosity, and you certainly wouldn't try such strange flavors, right?"

After hearing the explanation, Mo Yufei's mouth twitched violently, and he shook his head repeatedly. Just thinking about that taste made his scalp tingle; he didn't have the slightest intention of trying it.

Mo Yufei had absolutely no interest in trying those strange, special flavors.

He knew that these smart creation machines could generate whatever he wanted at will. Now that he wasn't short on money, he casually put the fast food he had just synthesized into the recycling slot and decomposed it with one click.

Mo Yufei gave a self-deprecating smile. "I've already transmigrated, yet I'm still thinking about eating fast food. I ate too much of it in the past; it just became a habit."

Afterward, he searched through the machine's menu, specifically picking dishes he had only heard of before but had never been willing to taste because they were outrageously expensive in his own world.

Now that he had the means, he was determined to try them one by one.

His fingertips slid quickly across the touch screen, skipping the cheap basic food and the bizarre special flavors, heading straight to the high-end dish section.

Every dish name that came into view stirred his heart; they were all rare items he had heard his bosses and executives mention in casual conversation in the past, known for their precious ingredients.

Looking at the staggering number of credit coins required, Mo Yufei not only didn't shrink back, but instead felt a sense of relief and triumph.

The delicacies he could only hear about from afar in the past, which he didn't even dare to dream of, were now within his reach. He secretly made up his mind that today, no matter what, he would synthesize all these dishes he had been thinking about for so long and properly taste the flavor he had dreamed of.

His fingertips landed steadily on the dish options, and he confirmed the synthesis without hesitation. He watched as the creation machine began to operate, with streams of light flowing inside the machine.

Mo Yufei was full of anticipation for his wish to be fulfilled. The contrast between his past embarrassment and his current composure made this long-awaited satisfaction feel especially precious.

Mo Yufei's fingertips hovered over the brightly lit touch screen of the creation machine, checking off one sky-high priced delicacy after another. The light screen reflected the anticipation in his eyes, and he didn't care about the quantity of the dishes at all.

Wang Chen, standing beside him with his arms crossed, looked at the dense list of dishes on the screen and couldn't help but step forward to interrupt his operation.

"I say, you've ordered so much, can you finish it all?" Wang Chen raised an eyebrow, his tone carrying a bit of practical advice.

He raised his hand and pointed to a line of inconspicuous gray text in the corner of the creation machine; it was the explanation of the recycling rules.

"Don't forget, if you don't finish the food synthesized by this smart creation machine and take it for decomposition and recycling, only half of the credit coins are refunded. The rest is all deducted as basic energy consumption. In this way, you lose more than half directly. It's not cost-effective at all."

Wang Chen had always been frugal, and every credit coin was hard-earned. Moreover, the dishes Mo Yufei ordered were all top-tier synthetic dishes; the cost of a single one was equivalent to several days of basic supplies for an ordinary person. If they were wasted, it would be truly heartbreaking.

He looked at Mo Yufei, his eyes full of confusion. He couldn't understand how someone who looked so steady could be so reckless with their spending.

Mo Yufei paused at these words and turned to look at Wang Chen. He was stunned for a moment, then a relieved smile curled at the corners of his mouth. He waved his hand indifferently and said, "Don't worry, I can eat this much. Even if I really can't finish it, it's fine to lose a little."

Thinking back to the days when he had to shy away from these dishes, his tone carried a rare sense of relief. "I was poor before and didn't even dare to look at them. Now that I finally have the means, I just want to try them fresh. Losing a few credit coins is nothing; fulfilling my wish is what's important."

Mo Yufei simply pressed the confirm button, watching the creation machine emit a soft synthesis light effect, his heart full of the relief of having his wish fulfilled.

Mo Yufei's fingertips just left the touch screen of the creation machine, and he watched as the machine slowly began to operate, with a light blue synthesis halo circulating on the machine body.

With genuine anticipation in his eyes, he said directly to Wang Chen beside him, "I can pack up what I can't finish and take it away to eat slowly, so it won't be wasted. But what I care about more is, can this kind of machine be purchased personally?"

Wang Chen had originally intended to persuade him not to waste credit coins, but upon hearing this, he was taken aback for a moment. He then put away his previous dissuasive expression and leaned against the nearby metal pillar.

"Of course there are private models, but the cost and subsequent consumables are outrageously expensive. They are rarely circulated on the market and are all prepared for the high-level officials of the settlement and core members of major forces."

He looked Mo Yufei up and down, thinking of the opportunities the other party had recently gained and the fortune he had accumulated.

Wang Chen paused for a moment and added, "But if it were you, with quite a few energy crystal mines and credit coins in your hands, you could actually afford this money."

"It's just that private models are not only expensive to buy, but the exclusive synthesis consumables, energy modules, and monthly maintenance fees are all continuous expenses. Even if average people can afford to buy one, they might not be able to afford to maintain it."

Hearing this, Mo Yufei's eyes brightened instantly. He had originally just asked casually, not expecting that there was actually a purchasing channel, and the idea of buying one immediately sprouted in his heart.

With a food synthesizer, it would be much more convenient to synthesize food or produce basic supplies in the future.

Hearing that Mo Yufei was full of interest in this machine, Wang Chen immediately patted the metal operation table beside him, smiling to dispel his concerns, his tone exceptionally straightforward. "Don't just keep thinking about it; this is easy to handle."

He glanced up at the public creation machine that was operating and emitting a warm white synthesis halo; the fresh aroma of food was already gradually wafting into the air.

He said to Mo Yufei, "After we finish eating, I'll take you to visit the shopping center in Tieyuan City."

"That's the most high-end business district in our settlement. Shops of major forces and high-end material outlets are all clustered there."

"Not to mention private models of smart creation machines, even rare spiritual plants, customized energy modules, and high-level equipment accessories—if you can think of it, they have it. The channels and sources are very legitimate, which will save you the trouble of asking around everywhere."

Wang Chen said, pointing in the direction of the shopping center with a hint of certainty in his eyes. "You finish eating this table of rare dishes first, then we'll go directly after you're done."

"I'm familiar with the place, so I'll take you to pick it out to avoid you being ripped off by merchants, and we can finalize it on the spot."

Mo Yufei was overjoyed. He looked at the delicacies about to be synthesized before him, and thinking that he would soon be able to purchase the private equipment he desired, the restless mood he felt upon first arriving in this world eased quite a bit.

Mo Yufei nodded immediately and agreed, "Alright, then I'll listen to you. We'll go over there after we finish eating."