As a college student with a profound "food brain", Yun Yun was dragged to test a new sci-fi apocalyptic game, and he devoted all his skill points to cooking - after all, how can killing monsters be as good as studying the "Goblin brain flower kebab seasoning formula"?
During the 100 days of open beta, she managed to reach level 30 with top-notch cooking skills. With a "special chef" job transfer certificate and a backpack full of secret rations, games such as Meizizi were launched.
As soon as he opened his eyes, the world turned into a game field: mutant giant rats gnawed through the teaching building, and poisonous mist filled the streets with a strange smell. Players were either wielding mining picks as soldiers, or holding potion bottles as wet nurses. Only Yun Yun: There was a carved pan in his backpack, and the skill bar illuminated "Master Level Fire Control" and "Harmless Cooking of Highly Toxic Ingredients".
In the team channel, as soon as she posted the "delicious buff lunch", she was kicked eight times for being "a burden with zero attack".
Until one day when she went out to pick berries, she picked up a semi-conscious boy. He woke up and stared at the bubbling "mutated berry soup" in her pot, swallowing his saliva.
Yun Yun scooped up a spoonful of thick soup: "Not only is it delicious, it can also restore blood. By the way, do you know how to mine? Dig some copper ore to make a new pot for me?"
From then on, the "waste chef" and the "forced to work" teenagers relied on pots of delicious food to store food, build fortresses, and recruit boys, turning the post-apocalyptic life into a "gourmet infrastructure farmhouse":
While others fight the boss to fight for the health bar, she relies on the "crit buff braised pork" to make her teammates chew on the meat and charge;
Others were worried about the shortage of supplies, so she squatted in the kitchen of the territory to cook "safe canned poisonous mushrooms" and used her cooking skills to make mutated animal meat into "long-term war preparation food."
After all, in this apocalyptic world, the only ones who can fight and carry are the big guys, and the only ones who can make the big guys rush to deliver mines and materials are the special chefs who have the "lifeblood of the tongue".
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