Gourmet Adventure Team

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The book is still very good, but the fact that the protagonist is the only one who pays attention to monsters is a bit stupid. When the food supply is insufficient, someone not only proposes a clear method of eating monsters but also experiments it himself. It will definitely attract attention. As a result, everyone in the military department is treated as a fool. Isn't it a bit too much? If you can accept this, you can give me a fairy grass-level. If you can't, you can only get a grain grass-level.

Really good book, both in terms of writing and creativity. The only small problem is that every time a mission is released, the mission target will appear immediately. It is very awkward to have an overly lucky coincidence. 4 Votes cast, added to book list🤓🤓

The book "Gourmet Adventure Team" is really good. Although the specific cooking process is not described, the author takes full advantage of the world view to fully utilize the charm of monster food. However, the male protagonist's behavior of casually revealing the monster's weaknesses and ways to eat it is really unacceptable. After all, information is the most important weapon that constitutes the difference in social status (more important than money). The male protagonist can obtain monster resources through information transactions with the authorities, and if the male protagonist knows the weaknesses of monsters, there is no danger even if he travels by himself. After all, the physical bonus to the body when eating simple monsters in the early stage is not covered. Alas, overall this book is very good. It does not have the same routine as other food novels (small shop + top-quality ingredients + systematic recipes + expensive...). I hope the author can write better books 😁😁

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After seeing almost 300 chapters, let me write a long review first. If I were to find a more suitable comparison for this book, it should be a shounen manga; a small amount of weak plots, almost no casualties in adventures, and a lot of descriptions of food; the starting point of the current rampant violence is indeed relatively small, and I hope Nian Gao can continue to write; Let's talk about the shortcomings and suggestions. It feels a bit bland, because there is no deep description or portrayal of conspiracy and murder. It is mainly focused on food and there are few negative things. So to mobilize readers' emotions, you need a lot of positive energy. The simplest and most direct ones are dreams and passion. As for writing, take your time. ; The description of food is recommended to be exaggerated and dramatic, such as grinding for eight hours and beating 36,000 times; the pleasure of food is not only eating, but also making and sharing. It is really good that the author does not mix all kinds of private goods like a certain book. I hope it will become more and more exciting and subscribe more and more 🙏

This is a fanfic from a long time ago. It really was a long time ago that I didn't do it for so long! After thinking about it, I decided to send it over. After all, this is the base camp. Short story. Ultrashort. It's damn short. It is a story about Su Qingqing and Zhou Meng. The following is the text. "The Smell of Attachment to You" Zhou Meng is doing daily rust-proof maintenance on the sniper rifle she carries with her. She held a soft cloth soaked in gun oil and carefully wiped the recoil spring. Next to her was a piece of cloth spread out flat, with some disassembled parts placed in order. Almost there. Zhou Meng assembled the sniper rifle, calibrated the scope, and wiped the engine oil off the handle on the cloth where the parts were originally placed. After staying here for a long time, she could no longer smell the smell of gun oil. The smell was pungent when I first smelled it, but I gradually got used to it. After becoming familiar with it, she gradually became sensitive to this smell. But if you stay in the strong smell of gun oil like this for a long time, you will no longer be able to smell it as the stimulation diminishes. Zhou Meng knows what this is about, just like she knows that today is the final of the sniper rifle shooting competition. Due to her age, this is her first time competing. But it is indeed not the first time she has taken a sniper rifle. Zhou Meng put her hand under her nose and smelled it. After thinking about it, she went to wash her hands. She walked back and shook off the water droplets still remaining on her hands, being careful not to let the water droplets get on the newly maintained sniper rifle. Then you can wait for the game to start - it's still early. Zhou Meng simply put down the gun and ran to the window, just in time to look at the rising sun. The competition organizers prepared a room for each contestant and arranged it in a hotel. As for the accompanying persons, accommodation will not be provided. It's still early, it's still early. Su Qingqing tapped a corner of the compressed biscuit with her canine teeth and chewed it leisurely. There was a glass of water in her hand, with a slice of lemon on the rim. She had already maintained her sniper rifle yesterday, and the smell of gun oil in the room had mostly dissipated at night. The morning breeze blew through without a trace of fishy smell. The fragrance of plants floats in the air and spreads into the house through the open windows. The sun has just risen, and the golden light coats the branches and leaves swaying in the wind with a layer of golden color. The leaves are swaying in the wind, rubbing against each other, making a small sound, so that the place does not seem quiet or silent. Su Qingqing lowered her head to straighten the wrinkles on her cuffs, then raised her head to look out the window. Before I knew it, I had eaten a whole piece of compressed biscuit, but I hadn't finished the glass of water yet. She was hesitating whether to drink most of the glass of water in one gulp, when she suddenly saw a head sticking out of the window next door. Zhou Meng moved a chair to the window, so that she could kneel on the chair and stick her head out to look out the window, instead of using her hands to support her upper body to stick her head out, which would save some effort. She swayed her feet, kicked off her slippers, put her chin in her hands and stuck her head out. "Little sister, be careful." Su Qingqing also stuck out half of her head and warned. Zhou Meng met Su Qingqing's gaze, the corners of her lips raised. Su Qingqing doesn't know Zhou Meng, but Zhou Meng knows Su Qingqing. The two of them had never met before, but this time it happened that they lived next door. "Thank you, Sister Qingqing." Zhou Meng took a deep breath and inexplicably smelled the fragrance of flowers. The vague smell mixed with the fragrance of morning dew formed a strong contrast with the pungent smell of gun oil in Zhou Meng's room. At this time, Zhou Meng was particularly sensitive to this fragrance. Su Qingqing was in a daze, and after a moment she blinked at Zhou Meng. She was relatively well-known in this competition last time, so it's not surprising that other contestants know her. The moment of silence allowed Su Qingqing to try to bring up other topics. "Are you here to compete too?" "Yes." Zhou Meng smiled slyly at Su Qingqing, straightened up and waved to her, "Sister Qingqing smells very good." While Su Qingqing was in a daze, Zhou Meng had already retreated into the room, and only the giggles echoed in the morning breeze. (End)

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