Can a Pastry Chef Also Be a Savior?

Please see the announcement for details of updates after v. Pre-order this book and open it [Ding, did you eat tapir today?] Please little star ~ The copy is at the end [The heartthrob Little Sun Dessert Chef × The ruffian self-destructive to the sweet-hating hunter] Magnetic explosion doomsday, super powers awaken. Some people control thunder, and some penetrate all things. Mi You, awakened talent [Dessert Shop] - hand-made small cakes, is recognized as the most useless talent. She accepted it calmly, acted weak, and hid her sharpness behind her back. Until the wave of phantom beasts judged to be level ten flooded the front line, everyone was in despair. The pastry chef who originally had the impression that he could only hide behind others and tremble, finally slowly and leisurely stepped onto the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood. "I'm sorry," she wiped away the blood stains on her cheeks, her smile still sweet, "I am a martial artist." ** The retinue of the old gods have cast their sights on humans, treating humans as stupid dogs, and want to restore the glory of the old gods. They soon discovered that there was an incomprehensible bug in the original useless resistance of humans. She raised her hand and handed out the verdict. When the most arrogant dependents were forcibly "purified" into a puddle of mud by hands with a sweet taste of butter, panic spread among the gods' camp. "The information is wrong! There's something wrong with that pastry chef--she!" ** At this moment, Mi You was looking down at the so-called "god" who was trembling at his feet. The arc light condensed into a moon blade in her hand. "Do you want to restore the glory of God?" She tilted her head and chuckled, the blade of the blade already touching the divine core. "It's a pity, it's on my list..." "——Just this kind of material is lacking." Mi You wants it, Mi You gets it. If you look at me like an ant, you will be killed by me. Damn god, I want you to pay with your life. Reading Guide 1. This article focuses on how humans should deal with themselves when they are at the bottom of the food chain. Survival becomes a problem and whether life can continue. 2. There is a high proportion of female characters and there are many highlight scenes~ 3. [Talent] + Cthulhu appears in the middle and late stages + Survival in the wasteland at the end of the world + Illusion of pollution 4. The pace of this article is a bit slow, so stay tuned for more fun later. 5. Group portrait. The author loves men, so there is no need to worry about men being stronger. Comments have been opened ~ please comment and stars, thank you for your support and companionship Also known as "Hymn to the Fall of Mankind" Advance payment has been opened [Ding, did you eat tapir today?] Heroine×Little Alien Beast Huan Hao is the god in charge of dreams. God gets hungry too. List of Huan Hao's recipes: the dream-eating tapir who loves to eat nightmares; The dream-eating tapir doesn't like nightmares. ** The dream god Huan Hao woke up today and was very hungry, so he stretched out his hand to catch the thread of dreams and traveled through the dream—— Watch the dream and wait for the tapir. Most tapirs like to eat nightmares, so Huan Hao always rides on those black threads. He could obviously solve the annoying nightmare, but he just stood by and waited for the tapir to fall into the trap quietly. Nightmares can kill. Huan Hao looked at the people wailing and running around, feeling upset. Why hasn't the tapir come yet? ** Huan Hao, who was so noisy that his ears hurt, casually helped people deal with the monsters in the dream, and frowned at the humans who were grateful to him. I couldn't wait for the tapir today, I'm so hungry. There were too many nightmares to solve, and Huan Hao became even more annoyed. No nightmares, no tapirs to catch. ** Bai Tofu is a tapir who doesn't like nightmares. Nightmares are sour and bitter, but not sweet. Bai Doufu looked at the fewer and fewer black dreams, happily plunged into a milky white dream, and was about to feast - Someone grabbed fate by the scruff of the neck. White tofu: Ji? Since then, Huan Hao has only added one more recipe. ** White tofu: Ji! ! Don't eat me! So in order not to be eaten, I started working for the Dream God—— Clear similar delicious meals. White tofu, he, became the reserve food of the dream-eating tapir and the dream god. A question every day, is Huan Hao hungry when he wakes up today? Purpose: Fight pollution and protect all living beings