God of Cooking System: I Was a Street Fighter in Ancient Times

Before the dull pain on the back of his head dissipated, Shao Chen was choked by the smell of sour water and took a sharp breath and coughed violently. He opened his eyes with difficulty, and what he saw was not the white walls of the hospital, nor the ceiling of his rental house covered with instant noodle posters, but the gray sky and the garbage piled up like a hill.