Ke Lan had just put on her clothes when a fully automatic dining cart appeared at the door of the ward. Ke Lan opened the cover on the dining cart and frowned...

On the huge metal tray, there was only a porridge bowl the size of a wine glass, with only half a bowl of extremely thin paste in it - judging from Ke Lan's appetite, this small half bowl of thin porridge could at most be the size of an after-meal dessert.

"That's all?" Ke Lan couldn't help asking, "You only give me half a bowl of porridge?"

Ke Lan glanced at the porridge in the bowl and saw wisps of white objects torn into thin threads floating on it. If he guessed correctly, this thing should be a food called bird's nest in the old era. Many people born on the Ark have never even heard of this thing. If you directly say "bird's nest" to them, their first reaction will be the thermostatic bird cage made of metal and glass in the ecological warehouse...

This kind of food is completely out of stock in this era. Unfortunately, Ke Lan only has one thought in his mind at this time...

"I want to eat meat."

"You haven't eaten for four days. In this case..."

"I don't care. I want to eat meat. I want to use my L8 level authority... to eat meat!" Ke Lan said through gritted teeth.

This time, Mary did not object. When Ke Lan used this authority, as long as the orders issued did not directly violate the "Three Laws", it must be executed unconditionally.

In less than five minutes, the second food truck appeared. Before Ke Lan even lifted the cover, she could already smell the tempting aroma of meat coming from the gap under the cover.

"Grilled rib-eye steak, grilled pork belly, grilled foie gras, bacon-wrapped prawns and asparagus... The ingredients used are all from the exclusive farm of the Marceau Group. There are no artificial synthetics or additional additives. I hope they suit your taste." A female voice came from the side. Ke Lan turned her head to look - the person who spoke was not Mary, but a young woman in a black professional suit. She had dark brown curly hair, which was tied into a high bun on top of her head.

"Who are you?"

"I am your full-time secretary, responsible for assisting you with your work and daily life affairs."

"What's your name?" Ke Lan asked as she poked a piece of goose liver with a fork, dipped it in the sauce, and put it into her mouth.

"You can call me Yui."

"Are you from Yamato?" Ke Lan looked at her pretty face. Although there was a hint of Asianness in her face, the overall features were still those of a European white person.

"I'm mixed-race. My mother is a Yamato woman, but my father is not," Yui said.

"Oh...but First Officer Caroline told me that as a special consultant, I don't have much work to do. There is no need to assign me a full-time secretary. It's such a waste." Ke Lan said casually while chewing the rib-eye steak that was grilled to perfection by the charcoal fire. But in his heart, he had already begun to be alert - could this woman be sent to monitor him?

"That's what I said," Youyi showed a charming smile on her face and gently moved the hair on her forehead with her hand, "but I am also your housekeeper. I will be responsible for your daily life..."

"It's enough for the housekeeper to have Cooper. My small place is crowded enough for one person to live in." Ke Lan thought to himself: As expected, even the beauty trap was used. If it was a pervert like Lao Gou, he might really fall for it.

"The consortium has arranged another place for you to live. It is a four-story independent villa with a simulated weather simulation system, an ecological garden and a swimming pool, and..."

"Stop, stop." Ke Lan interrupted her again, "To be honest, I'm not used to living in a big villa. I'd rather live in my original place. Don't follow me. After I finish this meal, go back to where you came from... If the consortium has anything to ask me, just call me directly."

What a joke, living in the villa provided by the Soma Consortium... wouldn't that mean I have to live under their noses all the time? If it were the old Ke Lan, he wouldn't have cared much, but now he has these secrets, so he has to be careful everywhere.

"Okay." To Ke Lan's surprise, this "full-time secretary" named Yui did not insist, but agreed readily, "Then do you want to be discharged from the hospital now?"

"Yeah." Ke Lan nodded, swallowed the last piece of pork belly, pulled up the napkin under the plate, and wiped her mouth.

At Ke Lan's request, You Yi left after helping him to be discharged from the hospital. He strolled around the sanatorium leisurely. During this process, Ke Lan saw many good-looking nurses, which made him secretly complain: It turns out that the old dog was not lying to him, there are really living nurses in this sanatorium...

However, these nurses only work on the first to fourth floors, and the fifth floor where the VIP ward is located is completely off-limits to them.

Ke Lan learned all these from a young nurse who looked less than 20 years old. According to her, only the head nurse had the authority to enter the fifth floor...but it just so happened that the two head nurses had taken leave for some reason these days, so Ke Lan had the illusion that there were only AIs in the sanatorium.

"Huh... I can finally go home."

Walking out of the gate of the sanatorium, Ke Lan stretched comfortably and raised his head. As the "rich area", the dome of South District 2 was made up of modular environmental mimicry screens. The sky shown on the screen was almost exactly the same as that on Earth.

"Oh, it's a bit far..." Ke Lan's residence is located in the North Fifth District, which is almost half the distance of the Ark between it and the South Second District. If he walks back, it will take at least several days. Ke Lan has no choice but to open the electronic map - fortunately, there is a maglev train station less than 500 meters away from the sanatorium.

He was lucky. Just as he arrived at the station, a maglev train bound for the northern districts pulled into the station. There were very few people in the carriage. After paying for the ticket, Ke Lan casually found a window seat and sat down.

There was a display screen directly opposite the seat, with advertisements in extremely eye-catching fonts and colors scrolling back and forth on it, and one of the advertisements immediately attracted Ke Lan's attention.

"The institute is recruiting volunteers for human experiments. The remuneration is generous, food and accommodation are provided, and there is no risk to life. However, applicants must be in good health, between the ages of 14 and 50, and must sign a confidentiality agreement. Retired soldiers, relic hunters, and mercenaries with field experience are preferred."

"Human experiment volunteers..." Ke Lan curled his lips. He believed that the salary was generous, but it was nonsense to say that there was no risk to life... Only those who were desperate and planned to leave some money for their families would sign up to be such volunteers...

But then again, the black skeleton that was sent back to the Ark should have been handed over to the research institute now, right? I just wonder if their recruitment of this human experiment volunteer has anything to do with the black skeleton...

Just as Ke Lan was staring at the advertisement in a daze, he suddenly felt a figure approaching him. He subconsciously jumped up from his seat and reached out to touch his ribs.

He couldn't find his gun. No weapons were allowed in the sanatorium. His equipment had long been shipped back to his residence in the North Fifth District and should now be quietly piled up in the temporary storage cabinet at the door.

“Hey, hey buddy, don’t be nervous…” It was a man wearing a felt cloak, with a thick scarf wrapped around his face, leaving only a pair of eyes exposed… An unbearable smell was constantly emanating from him - this guy might not have taken a bath for several months.

"Even the hunters who just crawled out of the ruins may not stink as bad as him." Ke Lan thought so, and took a step away from the other party, and asked indifferently: "What's the matter?"

"Hey, friend, have you heard of the great true God?"

"Huh?" Ke Lan was stunned. Did he meet a missionary from a religious organization? But this guy looked like a beggar. This religious organization must not be doing well on the Ark.

After all, in this era, the vast majority of people are atheists, and very few believe in religion.

"Never heard of it." Ke Lan replied.

“Haha, it’s okay, it’s okay.” The “missionary” suddenly laughed and shook his head. “God keeps humans in the dark. This is God’s mercy to humans—”