Chapitre 201: He's Alive

"I'm not sure," John replied, his eyes narrowing at the menu.

"Come on, you have to eat."

John sighed and nodded.

Dalia dragged him inside, and the two of them sat down at a booth.

"This place is weird," John remarked, his eyes darting around the room.

The aliens were mostly humanoid, but their appearance varied greatly. Some had horns, while others had scales or feathers.

"It's not that bad," Dalia replied, her eyes shining, "I think it's interesting."

John shrugged and looked at the menu. At first, he couldn't understand it, but soon all the words in the menu clicked in his mind and his eyes widened.

"Wow, even the menu has incredible technology," he whispered.

"Right?" Dalia agreed.

The two of them ordered, and their food arrived shortly after.

John stared at the steaming pile of alien cuisine in front of him and gulped.

"Here goes nothing," he muttered as he took a bite.