I Cook with Natural Disasters

On the 187th day of the end of the world, human civilization has been shattered into pieces. High temperatures, extreme cold, and acid rain took turns, and the survivors lingered in the ruins. Some people turned into monsters with infinite strength, some made inhuman roars in the middle of the night, and a very few people awakened controllable powers. Meng Qiu does not belong to the latter. At least not until she found that old navigator. The thing felt hot in her hand, and a line of words flashed on the screen: [Wanwei stall system has been bound] [Novice task: Make anti-fever soup for children with fever. Reward: Basic cooking manual × 1] So she used the scrap metal and parts she had saved for three months to modify a second-hand van and RV, and hung a banner - "Doomsday takeout, rain or shine." The first order: Make anti-fever soup for a child in the quarantine area who has a high fever. She roasted the thunder mushrooms produced by Level 1 showers for half an hour. The mycelial network corresponded to the nerve distribution of the human body, and it could calm febrile convulsions in one pot. Order 10: Provide hot soup noodles to frontline outposts. During the sandstorm, she took the risk to collect storm sand core powder and mixed it into the dough. The bowl of noodles not only warmed the stomach, but also gave each warrior the ability to see clearly the outline of the enemy in the sandstorm in a short period of time. Order 100: Send barbecue rolls marinated in acid rain condensation for three months to a black market middleman. That's her unique secret recipe - the corrosiveness of acid rain is completely neutralized, leaving a fresh and sweet layer that cannot be replicated. "Excuse me, I still need the last bowl of Sandstorm."