Cooking Up a Storm in a Survival Game

When Zhu Meng, who was supposed to bind to a God of Cooking System, accidentally bound to a Survival System...

The survival game that had once made men weep and women wail underwent a dramatic transformation.

Aboard the Poseidon, why were so many survival-game big shots drooling shamelessly over a tentacle monster?

In the Night Swan Castle, the Vampire King knelt and begged, “Give me the recipe for spicy blood curd! I'll let your whole team clear the level unscathed!”

With her unbelievably superb cooking skills, Zhu Meng thrived in the survival game and even charmed a gorgeous guy with a fantastic body who could fight and take a beating in the game.

“Baby, do you want that woolly mammoth's trunk?” Qin Yu pointed ahead and asked.

Zhu Meng smacked him away. “Move! Don't ruin my ingredients!”

As Zhu Meng rushed forward with a kitchen knife, Qin Yu looked on, bewildered.

The person who'd just been hugging him and saying, “Baby, I love you,” had changed the moment she spotted some ingredients...

To Zhu Meng, the perilous survival-game world was an endless wilderness filled with countless treasures of ingredients, and she could roam freely across that boundless expanse!