Updates have stopped. The game is shutting down, and I no longer have the enthusiasm to grind and spend money on a companion version.
When food becomes a soul, it is called a Food Soul, and Kong Sang is where Food Souls belong.
When a dish is lost to time, its Food Soul fades away. Conversely, when a Food Soul disappears, the dish loses the astonishing flavor that made it special and eventually becomes lost to time.
One day, Taotie attacked Kong Sang, and the Food Souls vanished.
The young master, Kong Sang Yi, could only exhaust the spiritual power he had left after the great battle, throw himself into the Myriad Forms Array, and merge with the lingering thoughts of the Food Souls. Making himself into a Food Soul, he would help the world recognize those brilliant, talented people once more.
For the greater good, as acting God of Food, he had a duty to protect the world's cuisine. Personally, as Yi Yao, he had to bring back the family who had grown up with him.
But he didn't have enough spiritual power to control the Myriad Forms Array. Forget landing in the right dynasty, he wasn't even in China???
Taiji: "I was once Lord Lin's strategist. Now, I'm Chuuya's strategist."
Guo Baoyou: "Wu is surprisingly easy to deal with this time... I'm complimenting you, you know."
Tusu: "Stick out your tongue and roll your eyes a few times. Morofushi Hiromitsu, you're not sick at all. Why are you staring at me like an idiot?"
A Food Fantasy fanfic, crossing over with Bungo Stray Dogs, Jujutsu Kaisen, and Detective Conan. Lots of author-created settings, with a rescue storyline. The protagonist hasn't read the original works. Food Souls aren't the only ones who appear in the blurb. OOC is on me. If the protagonist isn't clever enough when the story calls for it, that's my fault, not his.
Theme: Affection is the deepest bond a person can have.
Wow, wow, wow, Guo Guojia, cliff name warning
Carry out the decaying high-rise buildings and hang lamps on them! Although it is very likely that the city's street lights will not be usable in the end (no mercy)
Suddenly I thought of the lotus perpetual motion machine! When I celebrated my birthday that year, I screamed there for a long time. Even if I threw it into the river, it didn't work. It was still ringing.
Yay! There is an update! General u1s1 can also do it. He is really suitable for a bit of torture. It is difficult to fall asleep without agarwood, and he will lose control when he sees blood.
The young master, who had been retreating for a long time, saw the food words and came in directly, leaving behind a paw to remind him_(:з∠)_
Let the naughty children also experience the horror of the devil's butler, cliff waterfall warning
Eh... I didn't even attend the anniversary celebration due to this damn minor restriction. I miss the man in my family...
OK, it's an update—— Will Gojo hang on a cliff when he comes back——[gloating at one's misfortune]
Hanging Falls... This familiar and terrifying threat QAQ
It's beautiful. I didn't expect to see the food language in Jinjiang. Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo was, is, I, that's that. Are you interested in arranging one?"