In the wasteland era where zombies are sieging and monsters are raging.
The efficiency of the starship base is paramount. Everyone drinks nutrient solution and activates the mecha.
I, the awakened power is a food stall...
A waste ability that consumes expensive materials and adds no work to the finished product.
The base kicked me out to fend for myself.
Surrounded by zombies and monsters, I could only make cold chicken carcass and other snacks with tears in my eyes to please them in order to protect myself.
Other adventurers: Yes, I also want to eat it, but there are too many monsters around, which is disgusting.
Me: No matter who is here today is a zombie or a monster, please stand behind me and wait in line to order food, and you are not allowed to jump in line! ! Don't be afraid of that human being, do you want grilled cold noodles or cold chicken rack?
Demining:
1. First person.
Intention: Never give up
Reader comments
Waiting for the review consumes a lot of my enthusiasm...
Waiting for the review consumes a lot of my enthusiasm...
Ah ←_← breaks at this place