You’re All Climbing the Tower to Survive, and You Maxed Out Cooking?

(Powerful heroine + strong female lead + System + for female and male readers)

After working late into the night, Chao Sanyan opens her eyes to find herself a cannon-fodder newcomer in a terrifying tower.

While others draw combat skills capable of destroying the world, she looks at the only skill on her status panel: [Divine Culinary Heart]. The description is just one line: “You can make delicious food~”

In this despairing tower, where all food tastes like sawdust, the skill is as useful as scrap paper. And in three days, the notorious Iron Fist gang will come knocking to collect protection money she can't possibly afford.

With nowhere else to turn, she throws the scraps she's gathered into a broken pot. As the first wisp of aroma that defies the tower's rules spreads through the air

Ling Zhan, the lone wolf and killer who once reached Floor 237, is gravely wounded and on the brink of death. After taking his first sip of soup, his hand trembles around his knife.

“This isn't a skill… It's an ‘authority.’”

From then on, she rewrites the tower's rules of survival with her own hands:

· One bowl of soup buys the protection and intelligence of top fighters.

· One dish gets the leader of a hostile guild to sit down and negotiate.

· One meal becomes a currency more valuable than divine artifacts.

When the ultimate terror on Floor 999 descends and the allied forces of the myriad races teeter on the brink of collapse, Chao Sanyan quietly sets up her increasingly enormous pot.

The strongest fighters in the entire tower turn around as one, their eyes blazing with a light more fervent than the sight of the apocalypse.

“Don't panic.” She hefts her spatula, flames lighting up her profile. “I'll add an ultimate buff to this damn tower.”