Reborn, Pregnant, and Plotting
People were still arguing under her video, still screaming about Xen’s statement, still tagging her in things she did not care about, but none of that mattered because she wanted meat and apparently this galaxy had no normal way to buy it.
No animals were listed. No fresh meat. No eggs. Nothing. She searched again, then again, using every word she could think of, but the results were all fake protein, flavored paste, luxury nutrient bars, and some disgusting noble recovery gel that claimed to taste like roasted poultry. Vera stared at the screen in open insult.
“That is not meat,” she said. “That is a crime.”
She entered her space and started checking shelves, boxes, and old supplies, but th
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