But it's not very useful.

Thanks to the vendor's enthusiastic promotion, three customers bought Lin Yiran's grilled chives. Later, when the vendor was packing up, she bought ten more skewers of grilled chives, and Lin Yiran generously gave her five free. Today's earnings: Four popularity points!

And a pitiful 13 Star Coins.

Star coins are not important; popularity is the most important thing.

However, since only three customers visited Lin Yiran's shop that night, the popularity score was pitifully low, not even enough to pay off the debt.

So logically, System 101 should have prompted: "Your popularity score debt will double tonight! Please repay as soon as possible."

Please select whether to repay the loan: [Yes] or [No]

Lin ignored it, packed up her stall, put the cart into her portable computer, and wandered aimlessly through the streets, looking for a place to stay for the night. She didn't want to go back to that dilapidated and rotten garbage dump.

Seeing that Lin still ignored it, Tongzi101 kindly reminded it: "Host, forgive me for being blunt, but you don't have any use for those pitiful four popularity points. You might as well pay off the debt first. That way, after midnight, the debt will be reduced by a little, so you can pay off less tomorrow."

It's purely for the host's benefit.

Lin Yiran: "Shut up, or I'll mute you if you keep talking."

Tongzi No. 101 wisely shut his mouth.

After a long while, he finally appeared: "I don't think I have a silent mode?..."

However, Lin ignored it; she had already found a place to stay for the night.

It was a small hotel located in the southern district near the landfill. The hotel wasn't big, and the surrounding area was mostly open space with few buildings, except for a house every few dozen meters on a high point. The place looked like it was about to be demolished, with houses scattered here and there, not clustered together, and the houses looked dilapidated, patched up with sheet metal, no different from dangerous buildings.

Lin Yiran felt no surprise that if a level 2 gale came one day, the sheet metal on the roof would probably be blown away.

As for how Lin Yiran noticed this place, it was all thanks to a half-broken, colorful neon lantern hanging on the detached house. The lantern had several large characters on it: "Stay here, 10 Star Coins per night."

She searched around for a while before finding a hotel with such a reasonable price, and there wasn't much else to choose from. So she went in, paid ten star coins to the owner, received a set of keys, and went upstairs to rest.

The room was just average; the public toilet was at the far right of the corridor. The room only contained a bed and nothing else. But it was a place to rest. Thanks to the good qualities Lin Yiran had cultivated in the apocalypse, she fell asleep the moment her head hit the bed and slept exceptionally soundly!

Even the sleeping Universe 101 couldn't help but sigh.

With his host's mindset, this is a sure thing! She will definitely achieve her dream and promote interstellar cuisine!

Our slogan is: "Promote interstellar cuisine, create a better future together! Promote interstellar cuisine, create a better future together!"

Tongzi101 couldn't help but silently repeat it twice in his mind before turning off the computer and going to sleep.

The next morning, Lin Yiran slept until noon before getting up. Unlike other delicacies, barbecue is known to taste best when eaten at night, so she would wait until evening to open her stall.

As for the ingredients, she had already asked the system to prepare them, and the automatic preservation function stored them in the Star Brain, so she didn't have to worry about it at all.

All she had to do was eat, drink, and have fun until evening. Lin Yiran, who was planning to wander around, suddenly remembered that the boy had said yesterday that she should return his clothes to him.

They said to deliver it to his residence, shop number 18 on one street in the slums.

With nothing else to do, Lin Yiran thought she might as well send the clothes to him. She didn't like owing people anything, even those she had saved.

As Lin Yiran strolled from Street 18 in the South District to Street 1, her horizons were once again broadened.

The reason is that this entire street in the South District is actually lined with hardware stores, cough cough, that's how it appears from Lin Yiran's perspective. However, according to the system's prompts, this street is actually just a street dedicated to repairing mechs. The various pliers and turbochargers that Lin Yiran saw hanging at the store entrances, resembling hardware products, are actually materials used for repairing mechs.

Hanging on the door in various sizes, they serve as a kind of signboard.

The people here are very quiet; it's as if you can't see anyone when you first walk past. But when Lin Yiran finally found her way to shop number eighteen, went inside, and knocked on the door in the back window, she realized that the people there were probably still repairing their mechs in the backyard, just like the boy in front of her. That's why the shop in front was empty and looked like no one was there.

"Here, your clothes are back to you," Lin Yiran said, draping the clothes over the only chair in the room before turning and leaving.

"Zhouye"

"My Name"

Lin Yiran paused for a moment, listening to what he said.

"You can make any request, and I'll try my best to fulfill it."

So that's how it is. You're here to repay a debt of gratitude. Lin Yi waved her hand without turning her head and said, "No need, it was just a small favor." She hadn't asked for anything in return.

Unbeknownst to her, Zhou Ye had suddenly appeared in front of her, blocking her way. Staring intently into her eyes, he said with a serious yet disdainful tone, "Those who ask for nothing often ask for more. I don't want to owe anyone favors. Tell me, what do you want? Or I could assemble a mecha for you for free, but the highest I can build is an A-class mecha."

He looked extremely arrogant when he said this, as if he were giving the mecha to Lin Yiran as a handout.

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