After answering hundreds of questions, Yamu began to feel a little dry in the mouth.

The silver-haired woman waved her hand gently, and a steaming cup of water suddenly appeared on the table in front of the bed.

"For me?"

Yamu asked cautiously.

The silver-haired woman smiled and nodded.

Only then did Yamu pick up the cup of water and start drinking it in gulps.

Three minutes later, Yamu had drunk a huge amount of water, but the amount of water in the cup did not decrease.

The silver-haired woman looked at the sick Saiyan quietly, and the ubiquitous digital consciousness scanned Yamu's body.

After drinking heartily, Yamu put down the cup, with hot white steam rising from his whole body.

“So sweet!”

Yamu made a subconscious comment at first, and then looked at the sugar water in the cup in surprise.

"What is this, magic?"

“You can understand it that way.”

The silver-haired woman smiled and said, "Considering your physical condition, I have specially prepared some sugar water for you. If you are not used to it, you can press the red button at the bedside and let the hospital's artificial intelligence change the drink for you."

Yamu raised his eyebrows and said tentatively: "I want coffee, do you have it?"

The silver-haired woman smiled and nodded: "Of course, Mr. Yamu."

Before he finished speaking, Yamu was surprised to find that the clear sugar water in the cup began to turn into brown coffee.

Yamu picked up the cup and took a sip, and found that the coffee tasted excellent, as if it was intelligently blended in the best proportions.

"Delicious!" Yamu praised, and then asked with blinking eyes, "I'm full of water, but I'm still a little hungry..."

The silver-haired woman smiled and said, "There is a restaurant next to the hospital. As a guest of the void gap, you have the right to move freely within a ten-mile radius and obtain all kinds of food and drinks for free."

"Ten miles in radius?"

Yamu raised his eyebrows: "Can I understand that you intend to restrict my personal freedom?"

The silver-haired woman said politely, "Please believe that we have made the greatest concessions, and the restrictions on action are only temporary. Once we confirm that you have no hostility, these restrictions will naturally be lifted."

"Likewise, your rights as a guest will disappear."

Yamu's face froze, and he said awkwardly, "You mean, after I'm free I can't eat and drink for free?"

The silver-haired woman smiled and nodded: "Yes, you should understand that freedom has a price."

Yamu twitched his lips and sighed, "Okay, I get it."

The silver-haired woman smiled and said, "Do you have any questions?"

Yamu thought for a moment and said slowly, "I do have a few questions..."

"I want to know why you speak Chinese, why you are not surprised by the existence of Saiyans on Earth, and why everything here is so similar to Earth..."

"Also, who are you guys?"

The silver-haired woman had an apologetic look on her face.

"I'm sorry sir, I'm not qualified to answer these questions for you."

"But don't worry. Once Boss has dealt with the matters at hand, he will come and answer your questions in person."

After saying that, the silver-haired woman disappeared in an instant, and the white ward returned to silence.

Yamu sat on the bed with a frown on his face. After a little thought, he lifted the quilt, got off the bed and came to the window sill.

Before he could raise his hand to push the window open, the white wooden frame window in front of him opened automatically.

Yamu was stunned for a moment, then muttered quietly, "Pretty smart."

As he spoke, he turned his gaze to the world outside the ward.

This is a large hospital covering a vast area. He is located in the main building of the hospital, which is about ten stories high.

There are many buildings in the hospital, and all of them are tall buildings.

Most of the buildings are concentrated to the south of the hospital - if the sun is high in the sky, it is in the south.

The buildings in the north are relatively sparse and are scattered around the front yard square.

Looking from the direction where Yamu was, the layout of the square was very neat, with lawns, roads, pavilions, and even rockery and fountains. It did not look like a hospital square, but rather a scenic park.

The only thing that surprised Yamu was that there were no patients or doctors wandering around the square. There were only some blue-black robots with the words "First Hospital" printed on their chests, which were mowing the lawn and cleaning the square.

Yamu stood at the window and looked for a while, then turned and walked to the door of the ward.

There was a locked metal cabinet with a palm-sized black screen on it.

Yamu clicked it tentatively, and the black screen immediately lit up, revealing a blue palm print on it.

"...Fingerprint lock?"

Yamu curiously put his hand on it, and sure enough, the metal cabinet in front of him opened.

In the cabinet was the tattered combat uniform he had been wearing before he fell unconscious.

There were seven or eight pieces of clothing hanging next to him that fit Yamu's body type, including the hospital gown he was wearing, casual clothes without logos, and even expensive handmade suits...

“How inhumane!”

Yamu couldn't help but complain, then he took out a casual sportswear and put it on over the hospital gown.

After changing his clothes, Yamu opened the door and walked out of the ward.

The corridor outside the ward lit up as he walked, and the walls lit up like a screen, revealing a cyberpunk-style projected map and signposts leading to various parts of the hospital.

Yamu felt confused and awe-inspiring.

He followed the arrow signs and soon arrived at an elevator.

Fortunately, the hospital's elevator was no different from the elevator on Earth in his previous life. Yamu opened the elevator easily and took it to the first floor of the hospital's main building.

During this period, Yamu did not feel any bumps.

It seemed that he did not descend to the first floor, but was teleported here instantly.

In this regard, Yamu only thought it was due to the hospital's technology and did not really associate it with things like space teleportation.

Arriving at the lobby of the hospital building, it was still as empty as the square outside the building, except for some handsome men and women sitting behind the reception windows.

However, looking at the overly standard smiles on their faces, they are obviously robots controlled by artificial intelligence.

Seeing this scene, Yamu shuddered for no reason, as if he had some uncanny valley effect.

"This damn hospital is so deserted... Let's just go to the restaurant!"

Yamu muttered a few words to himself, then quickly walked out of the hospital.

After passing the square in front of the hospital, he came to the street outside the hospital.

The streets here are still deserted, with only some robots with metal shells doing the cleaning work.

Above the streets, there are some drones transporting supplies back and forth.

Seeing those things that obviously looked like express deliveries, Yamu finally sensed a trace of human presence.

He stood at the edge of the street, turned his head and looked back along the street.

At the end of the street with tall buildings, there is an extremely large square.

There seemed to be a gray spherical statue in the center of the square, surrounded by countless silver square light curtains on all sides. They looked like flags or some glowing doors.

Above the silver light curtain, there are many cyberpunk-style holographic projections.

There were advertisement-like videos playing inside, mostly about mysterious yet impressive technological products and huge magical creatures.

Yamu stood there and watched for a while, and was soon awakened by the feeling of hunger in his stomach.

As we all know, Saiyans are not only the strongest fighting nation in the Dragon Ball world, but also the strongest foodie nation.

A young Saiyan child's appetite is dozens of times that of an adult human male.

If they have experienced a fierce battle and consumed a lot of energy, their appetite will become even more terrifying.

Just like Yamu now, although he drank dozens of kilograms of sugar water in the ward, the hunger from his body still made him feel that he could swallow a whole Tyrannosaurus Rex!

"Restaurant...Restaurant..."

Yamu walked quickly on the street while muttering the name of the restaurant.

Soon, he found the restaurant that Xukong mentioned a hundred meters east of the hospital.

The words 'Alliance's No. 1 Staff Restaurant' are written on the exterior of the restaurant's tall building.

Under normal circumstances, Yamu would definitely think about the meaning of this name first.

But now, his attention was drawn to something more concerning——

There were actually two people sitting in the compartment on the first floor of the restaurant!

...Finally saw a living person!

Feeling the huge 'aura' of those two people, Yamu's face was full of surprise, and he even had the urge to shed tears.

He immediately pushed open the door of the restaurant and walked towards the occupied cubicle.

At this moment, a robot dressed in a waiter's professional uniform stopped him and said with a polite smile: "Sorry, Mr. Yamu, compartment three is already occupied by a guest. Please choose another compartment to dine in!"

"...Do you know me?"

Yamu looked at the robot in front of him in surprise.

The robot waiter smiled and nodded: "Yes, your name has been registered on the guest list, and all the networked intelligent life in the entire building can recognize your identity."

"So that's how it is."

Yamu nodded, and then asked, "Can't I go over and say a few words?"

The robot waiter smiled and shook his head: "Unless you can get the permission of those two guests..."

At this moment, the handsome young man sitting in the compartment waved his hand and said with a smile: "Let him come over!"

After the words fell, the robot waiter bowed respectfully towards the young man, then turned and left without stopping him.

Yamu raised his eyebrows, pondered for a moment, and walked over.

As soon as he approached, he heard the handsome young man say with a smile: "How are you and your people doing during this period of time? Has the Void treated you unfairly?"

Hearing the words of the handsome young man, the cold-looking icy beauty opposite shook her head.

"Miss Void has not treated us badly, and we are living well, but..."

The cold woman hesitated and didn't say the rest of the words.

But the handsome young man opposite understood what she meant and said with a smile: "I will naturally fulfill my promise to you, but that will have to be after you have fulfilled the obligations signed in the labor contract..."

"Besides, I didn't restrict you from reproducing. It's you who don't want to reproduce naturally."

"Otherwise, the number of you Kryptonians would have doubled long ago!"

Hearing Lin Zhongtian's words, Fiora frowned and shook her head, saying, "Naturally born Kryptonians are extremely variable. We cannot guarantee his loyalty to Krypton or his potential in the future."

"Just like Kal-El who was born naturally, he has become an Earthling and has completely abandoned his people and Kryptonian civilization..."