The world has been polluted, with cognition as its foundation and memory as its anchor.
When no one in the world remembers you, your sanity will run dry and your existence will vanish.
Getting others to remember you and making yourself your own anchor is the law of survival here.
To keep from being forgotten and to stabilize their SAN, people have no choice but to work themselves to the bone and show off.
Some awaken the “Good Person Anchor,” ensuring their good deeds are always remembered.
Some awaken the “Killer Anchor,” and have to livestream every killing.
Some awaken the “Thief Anchor,” making people remember them by stealing things.
Others are “Pop Star Anchors,” able to make tens of thousands remember them with a single concert.
Li Buyan transmigrates here, using “eating” as his anchor and awakening three distinct traits.
“Hunger Rage: The hungrier you are, the angrier you get, and the higher your attack and defense.”
“Foodie: Presents information about all things from the perspective of ingredients.”
“Hot-Tempered Chef: Whatever you’re doing, you have to come help with the prep.”
While everyone else works themselves to the bone, Li Buyan only thinks about three things each day:
“What should I eat for breakfast?”
“What should I eat for lunch?”
“What should I eat for dinner?”
Buyan’s Little Restaurant is celebrating its grand opening!
Stir-Fried Scapegoat, Deep-One Tempura, Nyarlathotep Ramen, 173 Peanut Butter Flatbread...
All “Cthulhu Mythos dishes” can restore SAN.
Li Buyan only meant to run a little restaurant on the side, just enough to keep from starving.
But before he knew it, countless people had remembered him.
The crowd packed outside his door: “Boss! When’s the next new dish coming out?”
[A world where you need fame to survive] [Cthulhu Mythos recipes] [Meme contamination] [Mystery solving]
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The Ultimate Path
Nightmare Levels: I Can Remake the Mysteries
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A Bizarre Sandbox
The Old Days' Healing Director
Peninsula Iron Fist: I’m Desperate to Improve
Playing Literary Characters in a Steampunk City
Tales of the Strange: A Caretaker’s Log
Dimension Fugitive
Lord of the Backrooms
Everything is back.
Amnesia at the start, as usual; Abnormal cooking, old tricks still present; Unchanged writing style, old fans go wild; Two updates a day without fail, never in debt; Dismal results, as always; Stable failure, but the future is promising.
Thank you all for your support, please continue reading!
My new book is launching! First of all, thank you everyone for adding it to your favorites, voting, and recommending it. Thank you all for your support! During the new book period, I will update 4000 words daily, usually between 6 PM and 10 PM. I'm still getting used to and figuring out the exact time. I know it's painful for everyone to read every day, so why not just read it all at once?
Keep writing and attract more readers!
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I followed you from the previous book, keep writing and finish it well!
Is this another new food-themed novel? (Laughs)
The brilliance of everyone's humanity is just too much! 🙂 Pseudo-human couple: Don't underestimate our perseverance! Everyone is still waiting for us to call for help in another dimension. Abnormal clone: I must fulfill my mission for the original. Tell the original to take good care of Mom and Dad. Then they were all eaten by the protagonist. (Laughs)
It's quite good, and it's in the author's usual style.
The familiar taste, still starting with amnesia.
I subscribed to all the works on my old account (even though I haven't read some of them at all, haha). I also sent you some monthly tickets, meow (^_-). Keep it up!
I was going to talk about something else when I discovered that there was a draft that hadn't been deleted.
Oh, oh, oh, it feels like the protagonist has... A very happy family background and a lot of idealism about the world. I only agree that there are more good people in the world when I encounter good people myself or when others encounter good people. Otherwise, if I see someone say that there are more good people in the world than bad without mentioning what kind of good people they've met, I feel really uncomfortable.