章 114: Sol Hundred and Thirteen, Tomorrow Will Be Better

Mai Dong could understand Tang Yue. She had already forgotten the feeling of being able to eat and drink as she did on Earth. On the United Space Station, her daily intake had to be restricted. Recently, Mai Dong's dreams would mostly be about eating—fried chicken, ham, shrimp, and fish—but all the food that entered her mouth tasted like wax, dull and tasteless.

When she woke up in horror, she would realize that she had forgotten what food tasted like.

As for Tang Yue, he was living amidst feces every day in Kunlun Station, so he naturally viewed the pittance inside the containers as valuable. He also missed the inexhaustible feces found on Earth.

He wanted to swim in a pool of feces!

He wanted to jump in to swim in it!

After Tang Yue had finished heating the fertilizer, he poured it all into a water trough. Back then, he and Tomcat had prepared enough soil to fill two water troughs. These would be the hotbeds for the tomato seeds.