VRRRRRRRRRRRRR—CRUNCH-CHUG-CHUG-CHUG!
Inside the bright, sunny back kitchen of the [Galactic Flying Courtyard]. The newly installed [Rank-9 Galactic Kitchen Sink Garbage Disposal & Star-Compost Maker] hummed beneath the left stainless-steel sink basin with the deep, satisfying purr of a two-quadrillion-Dad-Point industrial rock crusher!
Down inside the sound-insulated blue steel grinding chamber, the Six High-Carbon Tungsten-Steel Impeller Blades spun at three hundred thousand multi-dimensional rotations per second. Instantly pulverizing the fifty pounds of leftover Rank-9 dragon-marrow rib bones, spicy fish heads, crab shells, and garlic peels that thirteen-year-old Jiang Tuntun had just dumped down the drain!
However, two seconds after Jiang Tuntun flipped the red wall switch to ON—
CLONK—CLANK—WHEEEEEZE!
The garbage disposal underneath the sink suddenly gave a muffled, metallic cough, the grinding motor slowed to a grumpy hum. Warm, soapy gray dishwater mixed with floating cabbage leaves began backing up into the left sink basin!
“Uh-oh!” thirteen-year-old Jiang Tuntun blinked her big eyes, leaning over the stainless-steel sink basin and poking the backed-up dishwater with her wooden soup spoon.
“Dad! Grandpa Fu! Come look!
