
Smoke Rising from the Apocalypse: My Healing Food Shop
by Eye Pupils, You Are Always Wandering Outside
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Su He thought that the worst thing in life was watching her mother lying dying on the hospital bed. It wasn't until the day she was bound to the [End Times Food Management System] that she learned that there really are eighteen levels of hell. Su He tightened her grip on the rusty kitchen knife in her hand - this was the "starting tool" assigned by the system. "Lady boss, let's have some braised pork, with crispy bones!" "Give me ten soup dumplings. Is 5,000 crystal cores enough?" "Can we make hot pot? I brought a mutated giant lizard leg..." While Su He was sweating profusely in the kitchen, he stared at the jumping numbers on the system panel: [Current health value: 2 hours and 37 minutes].
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