Doomsday Foodie: Bring Your Sister to Survive on Extraterrestrial Seafood

The end of the world is coming, alien shell beasts are sweeping the world, and mankind is in dire straits. I, an ordinary delivery boy, awakened my spatial powers and stocked up on garlic chili sauce and barbecue grills. While others were busy hiding from monsters and grabbing supplies, I was chasing the shellfish with a stick in my hand - these alien shells with crispy shells and delicious meat, weren't they just walking barbecue ingredients? What's even more outrageous is that the cute girl I picked up turned out to be a powerful boss with hidden powers. The two of us team up, she kills the monsters and I grill the clams, and the hot sauce is swiped on it, and the fragrance spreads ten miles away. The zombies drooled at the smell, the villains were so greedy that they rebelled and surrendered, and even the strongest beasts were eaten by me and squatted in line in front of my barbecue stall waiting to be fed. Others' doomsday is hell mode, mine is a seafood feast! No matter what the doomsday crisis is, making food is the top priority!