I Conquered the Stars with Food

[Complete] [Please follow the author. Thank you, everyone!] [More stories are listed on the author's page. A red packet giveaway when the story launches. Please follow!] Wen Chang, a Michelin-starred chef from ancient Earth, was selected by the System and sent to the stars to play a cannon-fodder role in a beautiful romance. Everything in the interstellar world was great, except there was nothing you could eat as it was. To maintain the character the System had given him, Wen Chang tearfully drank nutrient solution for twenty-five years. At last, he'd finished the cannon-fodder plot and could break character! Hot pot, skewers, bon bon chicken, Wagyu beef, crab, and huge pork trotters! Which of those wasn't better than nutrient solution? Wen Chang rolled up his sleeves and started livestreaming. The interstellar audience when they first tuned in: Ridiculous. People still eat this stuff? The interstellar audience after watching for a while: Oh wow, it's delicious! Streamer, restock now. The rabbit jerky is sold out! By the way, that big black panther that's always with the streamer... don't you think it looks familiar? General Rong Ze?! Note: An interstellar food story , - A friend's recommended story “How Should a Steel Ivy Omega Get a Divorce?” by Ming Chun Jian *A silly, sweet little treat! Married first, fall in love later! Happy ending! *Stoic Alpha Marshal Xie Chi × Violent beauty, Omega ivy plant Xiang Tiange The Xiang family had only just found their young master, who had been lost outside the family, when the next day they announced his engagement to the equally noble Xie family. The imperial capital's social circles were thrown into an uproar. Xiang Tiange, who had appeared out of nowhere, was like an ugly duckling crashing into a flock of swans. Despite trending as the empire's number-one beauty, he didn't fit in anywhere. Faced with veiled insults and open mockery, Xiang Tiange looked ready to cry. “Sob, sob.” Faced with bloodshed and chaos, Xiang Tiange's eyes brimmed with tears. “Sob, sob.” Others finally snapped. “What else can you do?!” He could also pick a lucky audience member from offstage. Xiang Tiange opened his communicator, his voice soft as a lake in spring. “Marshal, do you have a moment?” * Three months later, everyone in the Imperial Capital knew the Marshal had married an ivy plant. His Omega was so delicate, and the Marshal treasured him in the palm of his hand. As the saying goes, if you walk the night road often enough, you'll eventually meet a ghost. Xiang Tiange was kidnapped by a villain seeking revenge on Xie Chi. Lying on the cold ground and getting bored waiting for help, he simply got up and dealt with the kidnappers himself. As it happened, the Imperial Marshal was facing the classic choice between two options, and witnessed everything on the other side of the screen. Only after finishing the job did Xiang Tiange notice the giant screen in front of him. He looked up and met the Marshal's eyes, their sharpness impossible to conceal. Xie Chi looked at him calmly. Calmly, yet with undercurrents roiling, as if he were about to crawl right through the screen. After a long silence, Xiang Tiange leaned toward the microphone, cleared his throat, and spoke in a choked, utterly aggrieved voice: “Sob, sob.” Xie Chi: “...” He'd once heard someone describe his Omega as a precious ivy plant. The Marshal now deeply agreed. What could be rarer than a steel ivy plant? * I've watched countless stars reach the end of their lives. I've sung all the sorrow of creation. And in this desolate universe, you will be my only light. “The Demon King's Retirement in Showbiz” Luan He returned with the aura of a Demon King. Back then, he was just a well-connected celebrity with scandals all over the place, the kind whose every drama was doomed to flop. But he'd changed his mind now. Why act in dramas? Wasn't a fortune worth billions much better? Luan He immediately packed his bags to go home and inherit the family business, but his six-winged wings were about to pop out. Outside showbiz, there was no attention. Without attention, he couldn't control his magic. Without controlling his magic, he couldn't put his wings away. Luan He: ... I just want to be an utterly ordinary successor to socialism. I don't want to be captured and experimented on. Is acting really all it takes? Fine! I'll act! I'll act the hell out of it! What? This script is so awful it makes your eyes bleed. Nine out of ten viewers will curse it, and the tenth will go straight to the ICU? Luan He rushed over, invested in the production, finished filming in a month, and got it released in two. What? This variety show makes its guests eat bugs alive. It has lots of viewers, but no guests are willing to participate? Luan He paid extra that very night to snag a guest spot. After eating the production team out of house and home, he even said they could offer more kinds of bugs next time. Even the haters couldn't bring themselves to hate him anymore. After all, they couldn't be harsher on him than he was on himself. A few months later, retired haters sat bolt upright from their dreams in the middle of the night. They checked the trending topics, and it was all him. The audience cheered and waved their flags: Luan He, Luan He, the most stunning man alive! A hilarious hidden gem, with the best acting! Haters: ??? What happened to the whole internet hating him?! Theme: Before good food, all beings are equal.