Chapter 2: Adapt to the Situation

“But it doesn’t seem too bad. This chubby face looks decent, not ugly. It’s just that being fat ruins everything; if he slims down, he should look good. It’s a good thing his facial features are well-proportioned, otherwise, if they were crooked, there would be no hope.”

In fact, Su Ming didn’t know that this body, weighing over 180 pounds, was what saved him. If he hadn’t been so heavy, causing the storeroom ceiling to give way, he would have long since become a hanged ghost.

A long while later, Su Ming walked out of the bathroom and sat down on the edge of the bed.

He let out a slight breath. Although his head still ached a bit, it was much better than before.

During the time he was unconscious, Su Ming had processed many memories. Although some were still undigested, they were already harmless.

Thinking of this, Su Ming looked up and surveyed the room’s furnishings. The entire room was very well decorated, with various exquisite models and figures displayed.

Su Ming stood up from the bed and walked to a shelf. On it were figures of graceful and valiant female commanders in uniform.

Of course, there were also cool mechs and spaceship models.

The most striking among them was a stunning black Star Destroyer model. Although it was a model, its appearance was lifelike, radiating a deep black luster. The cannons and launch ports on it were clearly visible, making it incredibly cool.

And this Star Destroyer was precisely the Old Federation’s strongest ship, the Gray Angel.

Su Ming rubbed his forehead and walked back to sit on the edge of the bed, a helpless expression on his face. This body’s childhood dream was to join the military, pilot a mech, and meet an elegant and beautiful captain.

Unfortunately, ideals are beautiful, but reality is cruel. Although he studied very hard from a young age, his aptitude was simply too poor, and his grades were only average.

Creak~

At this moment, the door opened, and a maid in a black uniform with some freckles on her face opened the door.

Seeing Su Ming sitting on the edge of the bed, she excitedly said,

“Young Master, you’re awake?”

Su Ming heard the maid’s words, turned to look at the doorway, and immediately recognized who it was.

This was their family’s servant, Chen Hui, so he slowly nodded in response.

Seeing Su Ming respond, Chen Hui immediately rushed downstairs.

In the spacious and bright dining room, Zhao Ning had meticulously prepared a table full of delicious food, including fragrant roasted chicken, greasy braised pork chunks, and hocks.

“Madam, Madam.”

Chen Hui called out urgently.

“What’s wrong?”

Zhao Ning turned to look at the rushing Chen Hui and asked.

“The Young Master is awake.”

Chen Hui quickly reported to Zhao Ning.

“Awake? That’s wonderful! I just made his favorite dishes, quickly take them to him.”

Zhao Ning ordered happily.

“Alright.”

Chen Hui immediately responded.

Just then, Su Ming came down the spiral staircase and said to his delighted mother,

“No need, I’m down.”

“My dear son, are you better? Is there anywhere you feel uncomfortable?”

Zhao Ning greeted him with immense joy.

“Much better.”

Su Ming nodded slightly in response.

Hearing this, Zhao Ning immediately pulled Su Ming to the dining table and sat him down, saying with great concern,

“Dear son, you haven’t eaten properly all day, you must be starving, these are all your favorites, eat more.”

Su Ming felt a warmth in his heart upon hearing Zhao Ning’s words, sensing that she truly loved her son.

He couldn’t help but take a closer look at his new mother.

She was 1.7 meters tall, wearing a fitted red long dress, with fair skin, delicate features, and a small beauty mark at the corner of her mouth, her demeanor exuding nobility.

“What’s wrong?”

Zhao Ning saw Su Ming staring at her and asked curiously.

“Nothing.”

Su Ming shook his head, then his gaze shifted to the dining table.

Looking at such a lavish spread of food, his expression was a bit unnatural; it was all meat. This body was already fat enough, he certainly couldn’t eat like this anymore.

Zhao Ning saw Su Ming sitting there motionless, not reacting to the table full of delicious food, and asked in confusion,

“Son, are these not to your liking?”

“Uh, I don’t have much appetite. Do you have any vegetables? I want to eat something light.”

Su Ming tried his best to explain, making his words sound convincing.

Zhao Ning and Chen Hui were both stunned by Su Ming’s words, not quite knowing how to respond to Su Ming.

“Is there a problem?”

Seeing their unnatural expressions, Su Ming asked somewhat guiltily.

“No problem, son, whatever you want to eat, Mom will definitely satisfy you. I’ll call someone to reserve it at Maelstrom now! I guarantee you’ll have vegetables by tomorrow morning!”

Zhao Ning immediately promised Su Ming.

“Reserve? No need for such trouble, just buy some from the ordinary vegetable market. Regular vegetables are fine, no need to buy anything special.”

Su Ming replied in surprise.

“Son, have you forgotten? Vegetables are very hard to come by; you have to reserve them.”

Zhao Ning explained to Su Ming with concern.

Chen Hui, standing nearby, quickly comforted Zhao Ning, saying,

“Madam, the Young Master never liked vegetables before, so it’s normal that he doesn’t remember much about them.”

Su Ming suddenly realized what they were saying; he really didn’t seem to have eaten many vegetables in his memories.

Of course, on one hand, he just didn’t like them, and on the other hand, they were very luxurious.

Vegetables in this world seemed to be unusually expensive, no different from luxury goods. As for meat, it was relatively much cheaper, because these meats were artificially farmed, and the feed used for them was made from processed monster fat.

Zhao Ning saw Su Ming not speaking for a long time and thought he was unhappy, so she quickly coaxed him, saying,

“Good son, just make do with this today, and I’ll make you vegetables tomorrow.”

“Alright, then I’ll eat a bit.”

Su Ming then picked up a piece of meat and tasted it. It was indeed delicious, tender and flavorful, and it didn’t get stuck in his teeth.

So he picked up a second piece, then a third…

Zhao Ning sat by, watching Su Ming eat with doting eyes.

However, when Su Ming brought the eighth piece of meat to his mouth, he suddenly stopped, staring at the meat held by his chopsticks, and thought to himself,

“What’s going on? How did I eat so much? I can’t eat anymore.”

Su Ming rationally warned himself that he couldn’t continue eating.

But Su Ming’s body yearned to continue eating, and the hand holding the chopsticks instinctively wanted to bring the meat to his mouth.

Su Ming struggled to control his hand, pulling the meat away from his mouth. However, his body’s instinct tried to bring the meat back to his mouth.

Thus, Su Ming held the meat, moving it back and forth several times near his mouth. But in the end, he resolutely put the meat back and stood up directly.

“Son, aren’t you eating anymore? Is it that these aren’t to your liking? How about some dessert?”

Zhao Ning asked with concern.