The boss said that 996 was a blessing.
I, Cheng Yaogang, finally worked myself into another world after enduring 365 consecutive days of 996 under the exploitation of the client and the gaslighting of my unscrupulous boss.
The good news: I transmigrated into a handsome young spirit with pointed ears sharp enough to impale every crooked boss.
The bad news: My sect is on the verge of bankruptcy, and my master's signature skill is cooking himself in an iron pot.
After I cleared the tutorial stage and activated the "Martial World's Taste" System, I realized something was off about this martial world:
The reason the fearsome assassin organization had terrorized the martial world was that someone stole their takeout and made them cry with spicy food.
The world's second-biggest villain wanted to destroy the world because his bubble tea had no pearls.
With the System's help, I overcame countless obstacles and faced the truth behind my sect's downfall, only to discover it was because the current sect leader's cooking was just! Too! Awful!
[System: Win over the client with delicious food. Current mission: Feed the client insanely spicy braised intestine.]
I hefted my hot pot and sneered. Win over the client? No, I just want my epitaph to say: Here lies the client's eternal daddy.
Very good, I am the author, so it shouldn't be a big problem to give me a good review myself. As a newbie, I may not handle many things properly. Maybe I wrote this story out of emotion? Mainly I remember two things, one is "Wulin Gaiden" which was once popular all over the country, and the other is the game that I used to jump up and down on the cliff of love to enjoy the scenery, Sword and Soul. It is generally written along the plot line of Sword and Soul, but it changes the martial arts love and hatred demon of bitterness and hatred into the style of "The God of Cookery", with a bit of the sense of redemption that turns tragedy into nonsense in "Wulin Gaiden", and some fragmentary thoughts of the author.