A Wasteland of Taste

Fuck(fork)×Cake(cake) Alliance Law Enforcement Officer Qian Chaoran | Cake shop owner Yimo Zhi Acquired differentiation has deprived Qian Chaoran of all his sense of taste, and all tastes in the world are nothing to him. There is a never-ending hunger dormant in his bones and blood, and he can only rely on powerful corrosive agents to suppress Fork's desire for prey engraved in his instinct. Having handled countless Fork injury cases, Qian Chaoran has seen too many tragedies that were swallowed up by instinct, and he knows the unbridgeable gap between Fork and Cake better than anyone else. On your day off, go with your friends to the corner cake shop to pick up customized desserts. But the moment he pushed the door open, he saw an out-of-control Fork coming to the door to provoke, and he was pressing hard against the shopkeeper behind the counter. The sweet aroma of baked cakes filling the room spread through his nose, but it was nothing special. The scent of the person in front of him broke through his senses that had been barren all year round. It was the first time he smelled peace of mind among thousands of people. On one side are the laws and bottom lines that law enforcement officers must abide by, and on the other side are the physiological desires that surge in the chest and are difficult to suppress. The black market covets the value of rare cakes, there is hidden collusion within the alliance, and crises arise one after another. He was afraid of this fatal temptation, but he couldn't bear to stay away from it. Purpose: Nature is not a crime