Xu Yang first let Chen Xinchi speak slowly.
Two skillful robots floated over, each with eight mechanical arms, each limb holding different materials, equipment, and food, resembling silver octopuses.
"Treat this as your own home, Mr. Chen. Let's talk about the current situation in Silla," Xu Yang invited him to dine.
Chen Xinchi meticulously eyed the food in front of him, swiftly rolled up his sleeves and began to eat.
The skillful robots served various roasted cakes, desserts, and juices, which for Chen Xinchi were rare delicacies.
Having long consumed synthetic food and nutrient paste, Chen Xinchi was quite grateful for any flavorful food, but with urgent matters on his mind and thinking of his starving compatriots back home, he merely nibbled a few bites before he could not resist discussing the current situation in North Silla with Xu Yang.
——Since Wei Shiyue left Silla, and North and South Silla signed a ceasefire agreement at the border, it has been three years.
