Question: Master, what do you do for work?
Caramel's answer: Thanks for asking. I work in the mess hall.
Caramel, a food blogger, transmigrates to an interstellar battlefield and becomes an honorable... logistics soldier.
Caramel: QAQ
Even logistics soldiers have to go to the battlefield sometimes!
After transmigrating, Caramel discovers that years of war have caused people across the stars to abandon food entirely. They only need nutrient fluids to maintain their most basic bodily functions.
Caramel tries to fit in and drink nutrient fluid too, but feels like she's about to be poisoned to death.
She starts secretly cooking for herself. Even though interstellar ingredients have changed in appearance and name, and she only recognizes a few, leaving her with very few dishes she can make, Caramel is determined not to drink nutrient fluid!
Like a hardworking little hamster, Caramel rummages through ingredients in the logistics warehouse. Then, finally, one day!
Caramel rises above all the masters of dark cuisine and becomes the base mess hall's one and only designated head chef!
Caramel is moved to tears. At last, she doesn't have to sneak around to cook for herself!
She's going to cook on a grand scale, frying up a storm!
During wartime, the sea folk launch a massive offensive, splitting the battlefield. Base Star 5587 is cut off from all supplies from the rear, leaving its soldiers isolated and without support.
Everyone in the Interstellar Alliance is deeply worried about the soldiers on the front lines.
But one day, after a livestream successfully connects to the base's signal, people discover that things are not at all as they imagined. The soldiers are not gaunt and emaciated. As they face the savage sea folk, every one of them fights like a powerhouse, despite being cut off from supplies.
As they smash the sea folk to pieces, they chant a series of strange incantations: "Ginger and scallion crab! Seafood in savory sauce! Sichuan poached fish! Fish head and tofu soup! Steamed scallops with garlic and vermicelli! Salt-baked prawns! Spicy stir-fried clams! Hand-rolled fish balls! Steamed crab..."
The soldiers, who should have suffered relapses of their mental power breakdown disorder and fallen apart, see their combat power skyrocket and gain a couple of pounds. Eyes red, they chant their strange incantations, suspicious liquid dripping from the corners of their mouths.
Everyone in the Interstellar Alliance: ? Who on earth is at Base 5587?
Synopsis screenshotted on 2026.02.16
Theme: Take good care of yourself, even in a food desert
