In short, with such a lovely, smart, kind and helpful artificial intelligence assistant, Jiang Ling's "home" finally looks like a home - don't think that the internal space of this engineering ship is very large. No matter how big the space is, it will become cramped once there are more people. Including Jiang Ling, there are a total of 27 crew members entered into the "home" system, although there are only 6 people staying there all year round.
Solar activity hadn't been very intense recently, so Jiang Ling, having found no abnormalities, quickly finished her work for the day. She drifted from the work cabin toward the tail of her "home," greeting her two colleagues. "Good evening, Xin Miao. Good evening, Captain."
The mutant named "Xin Meow" stretched his body with his furry tail raised. "Woo—Good morning, meow, boss!"
The other one was sipping the synthetic vitamin drink that had just been put into the plastic bag and nodded at Jiang Ling.
Because they were too familiar with each other, the three of them didn't even say a word to each other and went about their own business.
Jiang Ling returned to her "luxury" independent living pod, used her psychic powers to sort out the scattered objects, and then closed the circular hatch. This old-fashioned independent living pod was slightly larger than the current modular pods. As the oldest "elderly person" in the "family," she was certainly entitled to this approximately 300 cubic meter private space—people usually call such private spaces "rooms," while others would have a 210 cubic meter "suite" or simply find a place to tie a two-meter-long sleeping bag.
Her section was one of the few in "home" that had most of the modules it should have installed - except for the toilet, bathroom and kitchen, but fortunately the sections with these things were not far away.
She quickly shed her clothes like a snake shedding its skin, tossed two pellets of chewable toothpaste into her mouth, and then wiped herself with a wet wipe soaked in rinse-free cleaning solution. It was a complicated process, but let's call it "bathing." People living in a zero-gravity environment typically shower every three to five cycles, depending on the amount of exercise, and undergarments are generally disposable. Showering in space like on Earth is a luxury. While there are two showers in her "home," they're usually only used during the Lunar New Year due to the extensive cleanup work involved. People call this type of showering "swimming."
Of course, if you are in a space station or orbital residence, it will not be so troublesome. They generally have simulated microgravity equivalent to one-tenth of the Earth's gravity. If you live there, many things will become more convenient, except for entering and exiting the station.
Jiang Ling spent an hour showering. While waiting for her skin to dry naturally under her body heat, she used the terminal to remotely control the food synthesizer in her room and ordered a vanilla-flavored wet compound ration. These days, if you want to eat well, you have to go to a restaurant on vacation or buy extremely expensive genetically modified fresh food from the space botanical garden in your orbital habitat. Those things are more like general equivalents than food. Fortunately, today's synthetic food has indeed improved greatly and is no longer the terrifying dark cuisine of the past.
The texture of wet composite rations is somewhat similar to the old rice balls, and if you don't care what the filling inside is, the taste is actually quite good. Because it has sufficient water content, you don't need to drink recycled water when eating it.
Speaking of recycled water, Xin Miao's understanding is - never try to get used to recycled water. You must drink that stuff with the idea of Wu Dalang taking medicine, otherwise when you go to replace the filter for the first time, you won't be able to drink any more!
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