I was pulled into a weird game, and I was a novice chef in a supernatural restaurant. System prompt: You must make 100 dishes that comply with the weird rules to leave. But my cooking skills are mediocre, and every dish could kill me - if the eggs are burnt, my lifespan will be shortened, if the ribs are burnt, I will be trapped in this world forever. Fortunately, I brought an unnamed ancient cookbook with me, which contained all the delicacies to ward off evil spirits. The first order came, and the strange customer ordered an egg fried rice with an expressionless face. It was an ordinary dish, but I knew it was the key to getting out of the weird game alive.
