My divine beast is a foodie.

Colorful ribbons floated in the starship's eco-pod, and simulated cherry blossom trees rustled and fell under the artificial sunlight. Lin Fan was holding a bucket of popcorn, staring blankly at the scene in front of him: the usually unsmiling Chen Tianming was being surrounded by three fluffy "nebulae", Su Yuzheng's Phoebe was stealing cream from the dessert table wearing her birthday hat, and Taotie was fighting with the automatic barbecue... Was battling the automatic grill.

"Mortal!" Taotie slapped his claws on the grill machine, sparks flying everywhere, "This iron box dares to smuggle in this seat's grilled squid!"

Lin Fan hurriedly stuffed the spare energy block into the machine, "This is a self-service barbecue, we have to wait for it to finish its turn..." Before the words left his mouth, the entire machine was swallowed into a black hole-like vortex, and when it was spat out five seconds later it had been transformed into a perfect skewer sprinkled with cumin.

"This seat has improved the space folding technique." Taotie waved his tail proudly, "It's now called 'Black Hole Grilling'."

Lin Xiaomeng's laughter came from behind the cherry blossom tree. She was wearing a starry sky gown in the form of a star fox, and she was holding the newborn star fox cub in her arms - the little guy was only about the size of a palm, and the tip of his tail was still pulsing with unformed starbursts.

"The doctor said the memory fusion was a success." She tapped the tip of the star fox cub's nose, "It's this little ancestor who had to be called 'Spiro'."

The little star fox let out a "winking" protest, its tail tracing the fluorescent words "snail powder smells so good" in the air. As the crowd laughed, the eco-pod dome suddenly opened up, and three hundred drones trailed starbursts to form a banner, "Congratulations to Comrade Lin Xiaomeng for winning the 'Most Miserable Toolman Reversal Award'!"

"Who came up with this bad idea?" Lin Xiaomeng had a red face and went to grab Wang Hao, who was maneuvering the drone, who was hiding behind Chen Tianming and gnawing on a watermelon.

Su Yuqing quietly poked Lin Fan: "Do you feel that Chairman is particularly... Lively?"

Following her gaze, Chen Tianming had three nebulae clusters lying on top of his head, braiding his hair with starbursts. This usually majestic president was currently full of life, and the goblet in his hand still had a pink straw sticking out of it.

"The aftermath of the cognitive filter." The white-clothed girl's silhouette suddenly surfaced. She had changed into a light blue dress today, and her broken star staff had been turned into a hairpin pinned to her temples, "The Nebula Cluster absorbs residual mental pollution, and the side effect is... Well, inspire childishness."

As if to corroborate her words, the three clusters suddenly jumped onto Lin Fan's shoulders. A tingling touch ran across the back of his neck, and he felt the ice crystals of the sixth shackle begin to melt as some sort of warm energy flowed through the star chain.

"Would you like some Star Ocean Special?" The young girl magically pulled out a cup of gradient galaxy-colored drink, "Mixed with supernova sparkling water."

Lin Fan took the cup, and the moment the liquid entered his mouth it was as if he had swallowed an entire nebula. When he let out a rainbow-colored burp, Taotie suddenly pricked up his ears, "A visitor."

The airtight door of the eco-pod slowly opened and the fat merchant in a space suit rolled in. In his arms was a wriggling delivery box, which was labeled with "fragile," "live," and "don't shake" warning stickers.

"Star Ocean Express, mission accomplished!" Fatty wiped his sweat, "Which one is Mr. Lin Fan? Your intergalactic package has arrived."

The courier box automatically disintegrated, revealing a thermostatic capsule carved with star patterns. The moment the hatch popped open, the gravity of the entire eco-pod was suddenly disturbed - palm-sized creatures floated out, shaped like a combination of a panda and an octopus, with black-and-white tentacles covered in blinking star spots.

"Star Sea Panda Ray!" The white girl's star pin lit up with a scanning beam, "This is a rare spirit beast that can predict star trails!"

The little guy suddenly pounced into Lin Fan's arms, his tentacles dotted rippling glows on his star chain. Taotie narrowed his eyes and sniffed closer, "It smells like... Sesame dumplings?"

As if understanding these words, Panda Ray's tentacles suddenly swelled into rounded soup dumplings, each of which showed a different picture of the future: Wang Hao planting a bumper crop of watermelons on Mars, Su Yuzheng's Pho evolving into a nine-tailed form, Lin Xiaomeng holding a snail powder version of the Star Fox on the cover of an interstellar magazine...

"It's called Tang Yuan." Lin Fan rubbed the panda ray's Q-bouncing tentacles, "The price of future prediction is..."

Before the words left his mouth, Tang Yuan suddenly sneezed. The images on all the tentacles suddenly distorted and turned into a magical scene of crowds of people dancing in a square, and the background music was still 'The Most Dazzling National Wind'.

"It will turn into entertainment mode when the energy is low." The girl in white stifled a smile as she explained, "Incidentally, its favorite thing to watch is 'Intergalactic Munchkin Battle'."

The celebration culminated in a holographic projection of a panda ray. Even Chen Tianming laughed so hard that he spilled the special juice when Tang Yuan projected a simulation of Taotie dancing ballet with his tentacles. The starship's alarms, however, went off in a fury at this moment - but it was from the galley: "Warning! Cake frosting reserves are low!"

"This seat will take care of it!" Taotie's devouring vortex enveloped the dessert table, spitting out a ten-layer rainbow cake three seconds later. As the crowd was shocked, it elegantly licked its paw, "Black hole baking, interstellar Michelin caliber."

The revelry continued until the starship's leaping ready bell rang. Lin Fan leaned against the viewing window and watched Tang Yuan braid the stars of the star fox cubs with its tentacles. The silhouette of a white girl quietly emerged, "Happiness is the best vaccine against cognitive pollution."

She handed over a star-shaped pendant, which sealed the core of the Broken Star Staff, "When the malice of the universe strikes again, remember to laugh tonight."

Lin Fan was about to ask a follow-up question when the blue light of the Leap Engine engulfed the entire chamber. In a moment of spatial distortion, he saw a new image flashing across the soupy tentacles: somewhere on an icy planet, the broken Star Staff was sticking out of the top of a giant cake-like building, with countless panda rays tumbling merrily around it...