The Interstellar Huaxia Mess Hall

[A cooking-obsessed, battle-crazed mess-hall chef bottom X a human-shaped mecha and vicious dog in public, clingy sweetie in private top]

During the new student field exercise at the First Interstellar Military Academy, Yu He takes the blame, dives into the jungle, and sweeps the whole field with nothing but a wok spatula, claiming the title of Rookie King.

Instructors from every department vie to recruit him, but Yu He shoulders his wok and heads into the long-abandoned cafeteria:

"I want to join the mess hall."

The instructors are dumbfounded. What mess hall? Do they even have one?

Yu He holds a wok in one hand and flips a ladle in the other.

No mess hall?

There will be one now that he's here.

He's the chosen one blessed with the legacy of China's eight great culinary traditions (crossed out), a chosen chef.

You can't cook without ingredients. Wars between the various interstellar races are frequent, and pollution is rampant. There are no longer any ingredients suitable for cooking, so everyone relies on nutrient solution.

Yu He waves a hand. If there are no conditions, he'll make them.

A chef who can't prepare ingredients isn't a real chef!

He can even make caramelized sugar in an interstellar jungle!

Yu He needs praise. Every compliment about his cooking skills will be converted into combat strength.

Gradually, long lines form at the First Military Academy's abandoned cafeteria.

To get a taste of Yu He's cooking, instructors teach more effectively, students rush to complete their missions, and the whole academy gets caught up in a training frenzy.

Only, no one can outdo Qin Jianglin, the human-shaped mecha.

Someone can't help murmuring, "If he's already a human-shaped mecha, why does he even need to eat?"

Qin Jianglin stands at the very front of the line, holding his bowl in both hands and staring straight at Yu He. He looks so obedient, as if he hasn't heard a thing.

After the meal, Qin Jianglin leans against a pillar by the cafeteria entrance and waits for the person who made the snide remark to come out. He crooks a finger and flashes a sharp-toothed grin.

"Come on. Let's work out at the training ground and help you digest."

His ferociousness is enough to scare the guy unconscious. How can this vicious dog be so well-behaved around Yu He?

Yu He rather likes Qin Jianglin.

The big guy eats a lot, and the praise he gives Yu He is constant, providing him with plenty of combat strength.

When Yu He's in a good mood, he starts feeding him again out of kindness. Sure, it's definitely not because he's trying to build up his combat strength.

When the First Interstellar Military Academy enters the Interstellar Military Academy Tournament, students from the other academies see the list of participating units and scoff:

"What's a cook soldier?"

"You don't know? It's just a chef!"

"Hahahaha, is the First Military Academy really so short on people that it has to send a chef to compete?"

Look down on chefs, do you?

The students of the First Interstellar Military Academy gaze at the other academies' students like heroes ready for battle.

You'll learn your lesson once you get clobbered with a wok.

Oh, and he also has a human-shaped mecha sidekick.

Theme: Nothing matters more than food