Apocalyptic Fantasy: The Dark Chef God

As an excellent chef, what we need to do isn't stay in the kitchen cooking. First, we should figure out how to turn the Abyssal Ink Phoenix that escaped from an aerial rift into an ingredient.

“Hmm, these mushrooms look good. They'll go perfectly with that Abyssal Ink Phoenix we just caught. Let's make a bowl of chicken stew with mushrooms. Finish this bowl of chicken soup, and you'll get stronger,” Mo Han said solemnly.

“Are you sure these colorful mushrooms are edible? Don't you know the prettier a mushroom is, the more poisonous it tends to be?” A big shot turned deathly pale.

Mo Han thought for a moment, then said solemnly, “Hmm... So you get stronger if you survive eating them. Here, you go first!”

“...I'm out of here!”

Watching the powerful beasts pour endlessly out of the spatial rift, Mo Han eagerly pulled out his cleaver. “Tell me, what protection level do you want to be eaten down to?”

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.