Chapter 2 The world has finally turned upside down and is incomprehensible

"Chef's Certificate," Quan Hai paused, and when he saw Qi Huan's confused face, he remembered that he had lost his memory, "I guess you don't remember it now."

Qi Huan groaned, a little unconvinced, "Only by passing the chef-level exam can the rating be improved?"

"It should be helpful after all." Quan Hai was not sure. After all, he was in mechanical maintenance and didn't know much about this aspect.

“I’m very talented at cooking.”

"I've eaten the food you cooked before." Quan Hai patted Qi Huan's shoulder, showing an attitude of 'Although you have lost your memory, I don't'.

It was obvious that the taste of that meal was still fresh in his memory.

"That was in the past. I have really learned a lot secretly recently." Qi Huan tried to make up for his image. As a chef, he should not stick such a black label.

Quan Hai nodded perfunctorily, and changed the subject slightly deliberately, "Still can't remember anything?"

"Yeah." Seeing that he didn't believe it, Qi Huan stopped arguing. Anyway, he would know after cooking a few dishes. If it didn't work, he would buy some gifts to repay the favor of dinner when he had money.

The sky was getting darker and darker, and a few lights were lit sparsely on the street. Five out of ten rooms in the base were empty. Because their street was close to the west gate of the base and far from the central area of ​​the base, the occupancy rate was even lower.

A faint silver-blue light appeared above the two people's heads, and the outline of the base's hemispherical transparent protective shield, which had a very weak presence, could only be roughly seen at this time.

Quan Hai patted his forehead to break the silence around him, "If it doesn't work, you can ask Rondo about the store rating upgrade later. He has passed the chef certification exam."

Rondo is Uncle Linsen's apprentice. He opened a restaurant in East City two years ago. Quanhai mentioned him on the way back yesterday. Although the original owner, Quanhai, and Rondo are somewhat different in age, they can be considered playmates who grew up together.

"Um."

Qi Huan raised his head and drank the remaining half bottle of nutrient solution in one gulp, shaking the empty tube in his hand as if playing with it.

It is located in a remote area, with a dilapidated storefront, poor purchasing power, low traffic, inconvenient transportation, unfamiliarity with the place, a collapsed reputation, and debts. Everything is the worst arrangement, with negative buffs stacked up. Perhaps... closing this store is the right choice.

"By the way, you can log in to your personal terminal and look through the conversation records with others. Maybe it can help you remember something, or you can go back to the command hall and check the Star Network. Maybe you can find the application records for the chef-level certificate or something like that." Quan Hai bumped into his shoulder and reminded him.

"Personal terminal?" Does it mean a mobile phone? Qi Huan's eyes light up. Then will StarNet be the interstellar version of the Internet? Perhaps he can consider his old business, start live broadcasting, and use the power of the Internet to make up for the various shortcomings of the restaurant.

"That's it," Quan Hai stretched out his index finger and pressed the red Z logo on his wrist. A projection screen the size of a ten-inch tablet computer appeared above his wrist. He pressed it again and it retracted.

Qi Huan imitated his movements and pressed his wrist, but nothing appeared.

He hesitated for a moment, and under the expectant gaze of the whole sea, he pressed each of his remaining fingers in turn, but still nothing happened.

Qi Huan: ...

It seems like not?

Just as he was about to speak, several silver lights like lightning suddenly flashed above his head.

Qi Huan looked up in confusion, and saw bright silver funnel-shaped balls of light falling from the sky, hitting the protective shield hard, exploding into debris-like spots of light, and then quickly disappearing.

"Oh, it's another photomagnetic storm. No wonder you can't open your personal terminal. Once this thing comes, all signals in the base will be cut off." Quan Hai looked accustomed to it and stretched slowly.

Countless silver-white balls of light seemed to be adjusted to double speed mode, falling one after another like raindrops. Although no sound could be heard, the terrifyingly fast frequency always gave people the illusion that the base was being intensively bombarded by artillery fire or something like that.

"Will the protective shield be affected?" Qi Huan didn't know the technical principle of this transparent barrier, so he couldn't help but feel a little worried. The light flickered, making his face pale.

Gem mines are usually accompanied by ferocious stone beasts. When the miners were there, they would hire people to clean them up regularly. After they withdrew, the desert became a paradise for the stone beasts. They often gathered in groups at night to attack humans. The base's protective shield is mainly used to guard against stone beasts and beast tides.

Before leaving the treatment area, he happened to meet two survivors of the beast tide sent from other bases. Their bodies were incomplete and bloody, and their appearance was extremely horrifying. If the protective shield failed and they encountered the beast tide, it would be difficult for him to protect himself with his current weak appearance.

"Don't worry. Our Base No. 3 is the largest base on Waste Planet No. 7. The protective shield is very strong. If you want to get in, it is easier to attack the base gate than the protective shield." Quan Hai picked up a rotten metal branch and jokingly hit Qi Huan's calf.

Seeing that Quan Hai was not worried at all, Qi Huan felt a little relieved. He also felt that he was worrying too much, so he brought the topic back to Star Network, "What does Star Network mainly do?"

"Too many. Checking base announcements, reading various news, participating in the Star Network virtual economy competition, watching movies and various live broadcasts. I love watching live broadcasts of competitive games. My idol, the great god Zhihuzheya, looks so handsome every time he competes.

Not only our alliance, but also the Empire's. Rondo often follows a game live broadcast from the Empire, called something like Library.

There is also a game cabin over in the communication hall, where you can enjoy five-dimensional live broadcast or play holographic games, unlike our broken terminal, which can even lag when watching announcement videos. " When the Star Network was mentioned, Quan Hai immediately rambled on and on.

Qi Huan nodded, feeling a little excited. It sounded like his judgment was correct. If everything went well, this might be an opportunity to improve the restaurant's business performance.

Besides, it would be much more convenient to cram common sense on the Internet than to go around asking people questions like now.

"How about we go to the command hall and try the Star Network?" Qi Huan was eager to try.

"No," Quan Hai pointed at the silver-white light balls above his head that continued to hit the protective shield, "I definitely can't connect now. There is no signal. It will take at least until tomorrow afternoon."

Qi Huan: ...

The khaki window of the house diagonally opposite was pushed open a little, and a girl who looked 70% similar to Quan Hai poked her head out shyly.

"Quanhai!" she called softly, her long hair like a waterfall floating gently in the night, gentle and beautiful.

"I'm here, sister." Quan Hai stood up and grabbed the remaining nutrients and water in the basket and stuffed them into Qi Huan's arms. "Don't think about it. Go back and have a good sleep now. If you want to go, I'll go with you someday when I'm free."

When he entered the room, Qi Huanshun pulled down the pile of collection notices on his handle. There were various items, including water charges, energy sharing fees, machine adjustment fees, management service fees, etc. A rough calculation showed that the total amount owed was more than 300 silver coins.

This broken building may not be worth 300 silver coins. After all, there are empty houses everywhere on the waste planet. It should be worthless. He shook his head and looked at his arm. Now he was penniless, so he had to find a way to make money as soon as possible.

The first floor of the stone building is used as a restaurant, and the second floor is where the original owner and Uncle Lin Sen used to live.

Going upstairs, Qi Huan fumbled among a bunch of switches and tried twice, and finally lit up the two dim chandeliers above his head. The lights here are not powered by electricity, but by energy stones. He opened them out of curiosity last night and saw that the so-called energy stones were only the size of button batteries and looked black, like coal.

The second floor was actually more like the attic in Qi Huan's mind. The walls were shorter than those of the first floor, and the angled roof compressed the space. Under the dim light, it looked even more narrow and cramped.

There are three single beds here, two against the wall on the left and right, and a few cabinets more than half a person's height in front, which barely provide a little private space for the two beds. There is another bed near the back window, which is already full of miscellaneous items. It is estimated that this is where Rondo lived when he was an apprentice.

He was about to take a step forward when his calf was suddenly hit by something. The pain was so severe that he almost burst into tears. He lowered his head to take a closer look and found that it was a small handle protruding from the base of the guardrail at the entrance of the stairs.

It's totally against ergonomics. It's in such a low position that I can't notice it at all. Qi Huan rubbed his calves speechlessly and sat on the bed.

Most of the furniture in the room was pieced together from various metal mechanical parts, with obvious traces of welding and various strange "burdens", which became unexpected "hidden weapons" in every corner, such as the small handle just now, and the useless round turntable at the end of the bed.

Qi Huan sighed at the room full of industrial-style decoration. This situation was actually not much better than having nothing at home.

A button rolled out along the depression of the mattress. He had stuffed it under the pillow when he was too sleepy last night.

The button was made of a metal similar to 18K gold, surrounded by a complex pattern, and in the middle was a hemispherical green gemstone, which was clear and refreshing. But Qi Huan had limited knowledge of gemstones and could not tell whether it was jadeite, emerald or something else.

This thing was stuffed into his hand by the nurse. It is said that when he was sent to the base, he held on to the collar of his savior and refused to let go. The man was in a hurry to leave and had no choice but to cut off the collar, with this button on it.

I still have to keep it well, as it can be used as a clue to find my savior in the future. He looked around and finally put the button into the highest drawer of the cabinet opposite.

He got up late in the first place and was not sleepy at all. His mind was in a mess and it was not suitable for thinking anymore. Qi Huan decided to do some work, such as sweeping the dust and tidying up things on the second floor.

He tried it and found that the injured part was his elbow. His left hand could actually move, but the range of motion and posture of his arm were restricted by the splint, and the amplitude was limited. Of course, he couldn't use too much force. All in all, apart from some minor assistance and a strange posture, the problem was not too big.

After taking off the sheets, quilt covers and pillowcases, Qi Huan went downstairs carrying a bunch of things.

This building actually has a two-entry layout. There is a second door with a flower wall at the back door. Now a corner of the flower wall has collapsed, and you can directly see the yard behind the wall. There is another small building in the yard. It has been in disrepair for many years and has collapsed halfway. There are rubble and tiles all over the ground, making it difficult to walk.

The washing machine is placed in the courtyard about four meters wide between the back door and the flower wall. It is a drum type.

The machine has no electrical cord and uses energy stones. I guess the original owner couldn't afford an expensive one. There are only three simple modes to choose from: normal wash, air wash, and sterilization wash.

Qi Huan stuffed all the stuff in his hands in the room and closed the door. He chose to sterilize it without hesitation. He didn't know how long it had been since he last washed it, so he just wanted to make it clean.

The drum turned twice, and suddenly a red light flashed and flames jumped out, and the machine instantly caught fire.

Please be merciful, he wants to kill bacteria, not clothes!!!

Qi Huan frantically pulled the handle, trying to open the door and "rescue" the clothes, but he failed. After several attempts, the door was still tightly closed.

Well, another three-piece suit was ruined. Qi Huan looked at the sheets in the flames speechlessly, intending to send them off for the last time, and then he was stunned.

The turning drum was emitting flames everywhere, and the glass outside the window was so hot that it was hot to the touch, but the sheets and quilt covers were intact, without any sparks or burn marks.

This fabric seems to be fireproof.

The blazing flames were like a rushing wave, reflecting the redness on Qi Huan's cheeks through the window. He subconsciously glanced at his coarse cloth shorts, then at the machine, and belatedly realized that in addition to having no electrical wires, this washing machine also had no water inlet pipe.

Could it be that this so-called sterilization washing is actually sterilization using high temperature fire?

It was a false alarm. Qi Huan, feeling exhausted, went back upstairs. While cleaning and sorting, he unexpectedly found two animal skin notebooks in a drawer.

Opening the light green book above, there are two characters "Qi Huan" written on the title page, crooked and disproportionate, with a sense of immaturity. Turning down, it seems to be the diary written by the original owner when he was a child.

Sorry, I need to know more about you so that I can live on in your place. Qi Huan silently reported to the original owner and was about to continue to look down when a sharp alarm suddenly sounded outside.

"Block it, block it!"

"We must not let them in!"

Qi Huan ran downstairs with his arm in a splint. There was chaos outside. A red beam of light appeared at the gate of the base, and many people were shouting and running towards that direction.

"What's going on?" Seeing Quan Hai, who was sitting diagonally opposite him, also came out, he hurriedly asked.

"A stone beast has entered the base, just over there at the west gate." Quan Hai pointed to the red beam of light not far away, rolled up his sleeves and prepared to go over to help. If the gate was breached, the base would be directly impacted by the beast tide, and the situation would be quite dangerous.

"Wait." Are you going to fight a stone beast with your bare hands? At least you should use a metal pipe or something, right?

Quan Hai's body was even thinner than Qi Huan's. Qi Huan was worried that he would suffer a loss, so he quickly stopped him, dragged a chair out of the restaurant with one hand, kicked it hard along the rusty part, broke the two legs of the chair, and gave one of them to Quan Hai as a weapon.

Quan Hai shook his head, "One stick is not enough."

Are you a dual-blade expert? Qi Huan smiled and was about to take down another chair leg when his eyes suddenly blurred. Quan Hai's arms instantly turned into six tentacles, waving in the air in a show of force. He looked just like a humanoid octopus.

Is this something carbon-based organisms can do?

Qi Huan choked and silently made a 'six' gesture with his right hand.

Too cool! It can even transform!

The world finally turned upside down and became something he couldn't understand.