Interstellar Foodie, Do You Use the Restricted Gathering Area as a Vegetable Garden?

[Interstellar adventure + system check-in + double strength and double amnesia + contrasting cute foodies + all members' group favorites] After the turbulence of time and space, Fang Conling woke up in an interstellar garbage dump. Not only did he lose his memory, he also had to make up for the life repair fee of one billion star coins! In order to earn a living, she applied for a temporary job in the most dangerous "Deep Space Relics Research Team" in the entire universe. While others were so frightened by the radioactive beast that they peed their pants, she cutely took out the pan and stared at the frightened S-class bloodthirsty demonic vine with bright eyes: "This thing should be very crispy when grilled? The meat of the frost megalodon looks good too!" The most powerful imperial weapon in the team who had lost all senses and was as cold as ice was originally thought to be an emotionless killing machine, but when Fang Congling's cold poison broke out, she was wrapped up in a military coat with red ears. When the god-level starry sky beast awakens, the whole team is desperate and waiting to die. Fang Conling, who was still dozing, rubbed his eyes, whipped out a light whip, whipped the giant beast until it knelt down and begged for mercy, then turned around and chewed its top-quality energy core like a jelly bean!