This is a genuine combat power BUFF. Although it’s temporary, it can last long enough for most players to explore seven or eight rooms.
If it’s among the veterans, perhaps they could complete ten explorations within two hours.
If you encounter those frugal types, it’s not impossible for them to stretch one dish over two days, gritting their teeth.
As long as it’s kept fresh and doesn’t spoil.
With Xiao Ying, Red Poli, and Yisi alongside Kuro here, it’s clear who’s cooking over by the stove.
Li Zheng turned his head and, sure enough, saw the little Enchanting Demon standing on tiptoes, struggling as she operated the spatula and other kitchen tools.
The clumsy yet determined sight made Li Zheng burst into laughter.
This girl wasn’t allowed to use the stove’s auto-cooking function, so she decided to cook manually.
That’s unprecedented.
Speaking of which, the dishes she can make are probably the Abyss Demon Race’s dark cuisine, right?
Li Zheng quickly walked over, worried that his ingredients might be ruined. Even he didn’t have much at stocked in the cold storage.
Upon arriving, Li Zheng was surprised to find several dishes with decent presentation already prepared on the prep counter beside the stove.
And they were the sa ones he had eaten with the little Enchanting Demon the night before.
"You’re finally up. Co over and taste them; see if what I made tastes like what we had last night!" Mirel added water to the pot, turning around just as she saw Li Zheng approaching and beckoned him over excitedly.
Li Zheng sniffed the air, filled with the aroma of spices sizzling in hot oil. He looked at Mirel in astonishnt: "You can cook?"
"What’s the big deal?" Mirel tiptoed to drop sliced at into the pot, the at coated in a thin layer of cornstarch. "Just a little research, and you can do it, right? Last night, even though you used the auto-cooking feature, I observed the process and got the gist of it."
Li Zheng glanced into the pot: "Are you making poached sliced at? Where did the ingredients co from?"
"Over there!"
Mirel pointed toward the door with a smile: "When I got up early, I saw two dead snakes lying there, still pretty fresh. I just sliced off so at with the kitchen knife, should be edible."
"Whoa!"
Li Zheng gave a thumbs-up: "You’re a real princess, no pampering here."
"Hehe." Mirel chuckled twice: "I’m just curious if my cooking can be better than what the machine makes."
Li Zheng instinctively reached out to pat her head, then rembered she was an eighty-year-old elder and retracted his hand: "Well, it might not necessarily surpass it; dishes made by the stove are theoretically the best the ingredients can achieve."
"Just give it a try first." Mirel handed him a pair of chopsticks.
With her being so enthusiastic, Li Zheng found it hard to refuse, so he took the chopsticks and tasted a piece of garlic-flavored braised pork.
Actually, there was no need to taste it directly because the terminal had already labeled the attributes of the dishes Mirel made,
which were slightly inferior in data compared to dishes auto-cooked by the stove, and the taste and texture descriptions differed because the ingredients were not the sa.
However, the information didn’t include any comnts like ’bad taste,’ ’poisonous,’ ’poor texture,’ or ’find a job’—things Li Zheng hadn’t expected.
Bear in mind, these dishes placed in the Sichuan region might be hard for a young person who has never cooked before to reach this level on their first try.
On the contrary, when the at slice entered his mouth, while it couldn’t match the flavor of the stove’s auto-cook, Li Zheng found a certain unique sensation in it.
It was an indescribable "ho-style cooking" feeling.
"Not bad! Delicious!" After carefully savoring it, Li Zheng gave this evaluation.
It may not be called delicious, but it is very hoy.
"That’s good." Mirel smiled contentedly, feeling her two hours of hustle hadn’t gone to waste.
Li Zheng took a few more bites, then went outside with Mirel to wash up, then prepared a few more breakfasts using high-quality ingredients, maxing out the BUFF attributes.
During breakfast, Li Zheng expressed his desire to learn about the Long Whip from Mirel.
Mirel took the ti it took to finish a al to consider carefully, and finally agreed.
Soon after al, Zhan Zhouzhou sent a private ssage, stating that everyone was ready.
Today, only a few of the highest difficulty Variants are left, and Li Zheng and the others plan to clear them all.
After sending a reply to Zhan Zhouzhou’s ssage, Li Zheng packed up the capsule dwelling, his expression gradually becoming serious.
"Divine Power, long ti no see!"
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