The Cannon Fodder in the Global Apocalypse Game lives a leisurely life
Chapter 101: Li Chunhua’s Employee’s Benefits

Chapter 101: Li Chunhua’s Employee’s Benefits

[Dumpling Duke]: Did you have your lunch yet?

[Great Romantic Sage]: Not yet; I was anxiously waiting for your reply. Brother, can you tell me what actually happened to you right now?

[Dumpling Duke]: I became a part of a gang.

Σ(っ °Д °;)っ

[Great Romantic Sage]: Whaaaaaaaat, how did you end up that way?

Long Zurui began to picture scenarios where his brother was waving his rolling pin and threatening players to hand over their supplies.

[Great Romantic Sage]: Brother, my heart aches for you. Are they treating you well? Did they beat you into submission? Brother, after I’m strong enough, I will rescue you from that place.

Long Zurui flooded the chat with his message filled with his brother’s wellbeing until he heard the familiar sound when someone sent him items.

[You’ve received a serving of ham meatballs soaked in sweet oyster soy sauce...+2]

[You’ve received a serving of Ham Chowmein...+2]

[You’ve received a bowl of egg drop soup...+2]

[You’ve received a pot of rice...+1]

[You’ve received a serving of braised ham stuffed in chumpet...+2]

[You’ve received a serving of sautéed chumpet with chopped fried eggs...+2]

Long Zurui was absolutely shocked. His hands trembled while taking one of the meals sent in his inventory. Are gangs so rich now? What kind of gang did his brother join to be this wealthy in food supplies? How can his brother give him so many portions? Is he allowed to?

His brother Long Haoran was never stupid, so he must have permission to do so. But how did he get the privilege?

[Great Romantic Sage]: Did you change your gender orientation and hook up with the gang leader?

[Dumpling Duke]: Employee’s benefits

Long Haoran’s dark and lush brows wrinkled at his brother’s nonsensical question. This leech always questions his orientation.

Long Zurui was tempted.

[Great Romantic Sage]: Brother, is there a vacant position?

Long Haoran raised one of his brows.

[Dumpling Duke]: What can you do besides playing games?

Long Zurui was choked.

[Great Romantic Sage]: How can you be so vicious?!

Long Haoran ended the chat. He stared at the dishes he created, which didn’t have any buffs.

"What is the meaning of this?" His eyes were fierce and spewing fire, melting his youthful features after realizing his dream of a road towards a smooth, leveling journey was shattered.

[The system is searching the Library of Inheritance...]

[Answer found: Ingredients are without essence]

Essence?

"What is that?" Long Haoran narrowed his eyes, and the blue orbs, which were usually a calm ocean, turned into whirlpools.

[Essence is...]

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Li Chunhua’s desire to grow the chumpet was shoved in the back of her mind, never to see the light of realization again when she finally got a gist of how it was grown. Heck, there’s no way that I’m going to follow that route!

"What’s wrong, Master?" Siri asked in his state of confusion.

"Brother Siri, besides sh*t, are there any other items?" Li Chunhua asked with a hopeful gaze. If there’s really no other way besides using fertilizer, she would stick with a little ginseng and have it become the last striker ball, and she would train it into a combat summon while it accumulated skills from the defeated foes.

Her thoughts were put on hold when the tempting smell coming from the kitchen wafted under her nose. A flurry of food images ranging from sautéed, fried, boiling, braising, broiled, and many more invaded her mind, causing all the sh*tty thoughts to disperse.

"There is..." Siri replied, but stopped midway when his master suddenly closed her eyes, sniffed, and ran inside the house, leaving a gust of wind and dust on her trail. The elf rubbed his eyes and coughed up the dust.

"My Manchu Banquet, I’m coming!" Li Chunhua exclaimed out of utter excitement while sprinting back to the dilapidated cottage.

When she arrived at the table in the living room, the two gluttons slashed face-fetish fans slashed freeloaders who don’t contribute to the territory development were already seated, having a napkin tied around their necks and holding their plates while looking at the variety of hot dishes being served on the table.

The new gang member was serving, placing dishes after dishes on the small table.

Li Chunhua also took out a piece of fabric from her space, imitated the two gluttons, and took her seat next to the meat dishes. The two little gluttons were pushed to the sides after the big glutton squeezed between them.

They wanted to complain, but with their food allowance at risk, the two endured their anger.

Li Chunhua’s eyes swiftly darted back and forth into the food wonderland, and the gastronomic aroma assaulted her nose, and a gasp of admiration escaped her lips. She couldn’t help but mumble a question: "Why are they so pretty?"

They looked so pretty with all those orange flowers in different shapes coated with small crystals resembling dews, which she could guess were either salt or sugar, placed on top of the dishes, looking like pieces of art that were visually appealing to the eyes. "Where did you get this flower? Is it edible?" Li Chunhua asked.

The two gluttons turned their gazes to the handsome chef, curious about the answer.

"Dad, it’s not a flower but the root crop you gave. I cut the left-overs into different shapes and assembled them into garnishes. They’re edible," Long Haoran explained with his signature deadpan look.

His answer earned him a series of ’wows’.

Li Chunhua had only seen this through the original owner’s memories, while the latter skimmed over those so-called food magazines. Never had she seen this made in her previous world. Perhaps in the small pastries, but those are literally from flowers, unlike the new guy’s creations.

There were a pot of five types of dishes on the small table: two protein dishes made out of the ham canned goods, a noodle dish, a soup, and a vegetable dish.

"Wait, you only made these?" Li Chunhua was disappointed. She gave him so many ingredients.

"You don’t like it?" Long Haoran grabbed one of the plates containing meatballs soaked in sauce, planning to return them back to the kitchen.

Li Chunhua hurriedly seized it from him before placing it back on the table, relieving the two little gluttons. "Who said I don’t?"

After that, her chopsticks pierced into one meatball before bringing it into her mouth.

The two little gluttons also grabbed the meatballs with their chopsticks and ate them.

"Mmmhh." The three groaned as the burst of flavors exploded in their mouths and stars were forming in their eyes.

(っ˘ڡ˘ς) (っ˘ڡ˘ς) (っ˘ڡ˘ς)

Three seconds later, Long Haoran was dazedly staring at the sword in his hand, given to him by his gang leader.

[You’ve received the Moonshadow Sword.]

(Ő_Ő)?

I can get extra pay?

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