章 450: 450 But Will It Kill?

The Mercenaries all looked at the staff with great interest when they produced Rum and snacks from the Replicator and placed them in the middle of the table.

Max was the first to move, pouring a dozen glasses of Rum, which emptied the bottle, and then taking a cream puff from the tray and popping it into his mouth.

"There's just something about the taste of Replicated whipped cream, you know? It's not the same as the reconstituted powder stuff that we used to keep in our pantry." Max told them between sips of his drink.

"We use the Replicator for almost all our meals now, it's just better than keeping a full pantry, but we do grow some of our own fresh food aboard the ship. The Rum, though, that is the best part." Max laughed as the Mercenaries were still looking nervous about the offering.

"If you want to call for a Cyborg, we can wait," Nico suggested.