[Horror World + Apocalypse Management + Ensemble Cast + Food + No Romance + System]
“Captain! The Shadow Eaters have caught up!”
Xiao Wu dragged his leg, which was oozing black blood, and shouted himself hoarse. Suddenly, the savory smell of scorched egg fried rice drifted under his nose, a thousand times more tempting than an ability replenishment potion.
The two of them stumbled and crawled through the broken door marked “Midnight Diner.” Behind it, a woman pointed at the glass tank behind the counter, where strange bugs floated in liquid. Her voice was as bland as water. “Meals cost anomalies. Corpses or live ones, either is fine. No credit.”
The huge crash of the Shadow Eaters slamming into the wall outside rattled the dishes, but not even the black mist could seep through the crack beneath the door. Su Lie quickly pulled out the ground spider tucked against his chest and swallowed. “Would this thing cover a bowl of lean pork congee?”
The woman glanced at it and nodded. “That’s enough. I can even give you two Bone-Eaters as change.”
The Shadow Eaters had barely quieted down when the wooden door burst open with a bang. “Boss! Give me your most expensive dish! I’ve got money to burn!”
Yan Hui kept wiping the bowl without even looking up. “Everything on the menu costs the same. We settle in anomalies, and there are no higher or lower prices.”
“Is this enough? I just killed a Rainbow-Eyed Demon. You can’t buy these eyeballs for any amount of money out there!”
Xiao Wu, who was guzzling congee, spat out a mouthful and choked, coughing. “Bro! You could trade that thing out there for half a squad’s worth of ability-user gear!”
“Can you eat gear? Boss, hurry up with the food, okay?”
Yan Hui turned and went into the kitchen. Her voice floated out lightly. “What’s the rush? First, wait while that Level Eight anomaly you brought here bangs on the door for a while.”
The man: “...”
Su Lie and his teammates: “...”
If the only remaining civilization in the apocalypse is a menu, it must be "Restaurant No. 9". The author uses food as a blade and meal rules as boundaries, and builds a temple of order in a strange world on top of the ruins. Here, high-level superpower users have to queue up, eighth-level weirdos have to work part-time, and all despair learns to be equal in front of a bowl of hot soup. This is not a salvation fairy tale, but an ultimate deconstruction of rules and desires - when the world is crazy, guarding the normality of one meal is the most profound rebellion.
It's very nice. I really like this book. I usually don't like to read this type of book because I think there are more or less villains in it, which makes me feel uncomfortable. However, this book made me feel very comfortable while reading it. However, there are also a lot of people who are looking for trouble. Although it is very comfortable to read, I still hope that there will be fewer people looking for trouble. Otherwise, I can't just come back a few times to look for trouble every time the heroine changes places and opens a branch. , And if you keep reading like this, you will be more or less bored 🍉
Don't open this book in the middle of the night. I was originally afraid that I would be scared to tears, but I ended up crying. I cried once after reading one chapter 😢. The author is definitely a seasoned foodie. It's a super good-looking post-apocalyptic food management story. Each character has its own logic and life. If you love reading food stories, the descriptions of the dishes here will make your mouth water in the middle of the night. If you like surviving in the apocalypse, the weird world is thrilling enough. If you are a plot person, the progressive main line and full group portraits will not disappoint you.
I like the bloody nightmare and the greedy dog. The author often lets the dog appear in the game.