[Apocalyptic system + gourmet crit + easy survival + black humor + starry sky science fiction] The only restaurant in the apocalypse has opened... Zombie Rising? It just so happened that the B1 floor was short of fuel, so the zombies were packed together and sent to the recycling port. In need of food? The B2 floor breeding area has been activated. Tomorrow's menu: charcoal grilled dragon ribs, dragons are slaughtered on the spot, ensuring freshness. While others are struggling in the apocalypse, I am raising dragons in my food truck. It's just that the bodyguard always wants to eat up the menu... In this end of the world, who is more dangerous? "Su Qianqian, that's the last magma turtle - protected animals, forbidden to eat!" She wiped the corners of her mouth, her eyes bright: "Boss, the shell of the magma turtle is like caramel pudding... I think it voluntarily sacrificed for the food world."
