I Will Open a Canteen in the Last Days

If the end of the world is destined to come, at least let us eat before we go on the road. ——Welcome, the only canteen in the apocalypse. In the third year of the apocalypse, the world went completely crazy. Mutants are wandering on the streets, survivors are fighting for expired cans, and the aloof Ark Organization has already fled the earth with its pure gene pool. The people left on the ground are just the observation data of this high-dimensional pollution experiment. Lin Dahai originally thought that he was just one of the data - until he activated the [Apocalyptic Gourmet] system. The scary monster that others avoid is today's special on his menu; Discarded pills that others fought over, he used to flavor his stew. When the predator pointed a gun at his head and demanded to hand over the food, Lin Dahai just wiped the kitchen knife: "Our store rules, pay the bill first. A crystal is exchanged for a bowl of noodles. " When the Evolution Club demonstrated his "cooking" skills, he brought out a plate of Wensi Tofu: "Real evolution is when people remember that they are still human beings. " When the military asked him to join the shelter and become a strategic resource, he pointed to the smoke rising from the window: "My canteen is right here. Those who are hungry can come and eat; those who want to cause trouble..." He weighed the cast-iron pot in his hand, which had chopped up a mutant dragon and knocked out an S-class strongman, and showed a kind smile: "Our store also provides 'physical supermarket' service. " This is a story about using kitchen knives and spatulas to restore order in the end of the world. It is also a recipe written in DNA, the story of how to cook the future of an entire civilization.