Her Food Livestream Broke the Galaxy

Chapter 808 - 827: MVP — Jiang Qiuqiu

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Jiang Qiuqiu single-handedly attracted the attention of everyone present.

The camera feed from her consultation room was simply the best in the entire venue. People came and went. She kept her back straight under the camera lens, her voice gentle. It looked like an ordinary restaurant, but the people who walked in with haggard expressions walked out with bright, lively eyes.

This was not something an ordinary person could achieve.

Of course, the thing that made everyone feel she was the most unfathomable was...

"How long has it been?"

From the time they pulled up the video until now, a rough calculation showed it had been over twenty minutes!

One of the deans couldn’t help but speak up. "Her movements haven’t slowed down at all.

"Look, she isn’t just relying on her innate talent. When she stands there watching them eat, she’s releasing Healing Spiritual Power, right?

"Probing two or three people at once, and... she’s continuously probing.

"Dean Zhu, is she really an A+ Level Spirit Healing Master?" He couldn’t believe it.

Dean Zhu murmured in agreement. "She is indeed an A+ Level Healer. She is the student with the best talent and the strongest inclination in our department this year."

"Is she inclined toward food?"

"Yes, a gourmet-oriented group healer."

"..."

"That’s too powerful."

Jiang Qiuqiu, a gourmet-oriented group healer...

Wait. As the two chatted, a middle-aged dean on the far right suddenly interjected, "Is she that famous, trendy streamer from your school?"

Dean Zhu replied, "She was indeed a streamer before she enrolled."

"So it’s her."

"What, Mr. Xing, you know her?"

"I do. My daughter loves watching her streams," he said, recalling how she muttered about it in his ear every day. "Isn’t she supposedly some growth-type genius dual-majoring in the Spirit Healing Department and the Mecha Single Soldier System?"

"Growth-type? Dual-majoring!?"

These were rather unfamiliar terms to everyone present.

"She indeed is."

Another wave of shock rippled through the room.

With title after title being revealed, Rose Dean, who had refused to admit defeat earlier, fell completely silent.

Such titles, such an age, such a level of skill. What an overwhelming rising star she was.

Driven by curiosity, the largest feed in the center of the screen remained fixed on Jiang Qiuqiu’s consultation room broadcast.

Qiuqiu stood in the makeshift kitchen. Although she had been cooking rather mechanical, repetitive dishes, she was no less exhausted than when preparing a major feast. With a thin layer of sweat breaking out on her forehead, she couldn’t help but think that the dean had indeed been right.

Cooking delicacies with a Healing Attribute in her own kitchen felt entirely different from cooking therapeutic meals right in front of patients. Being watched by them, their eyes filled with eager longing, added a heavy layer of responsibility onto Qiuqiu’s shoulders.

The heat was high, the wok was hot. Oil hit the bottom of the pan. Amidst the SIZZLE, spiritual power invisible to outsiders dispersed into the air.

She didn’t close her eyes. Her mind gradually recalled the mysterious state she had once entered. She raised her hand, rolled the spatula in the oil, and tossed the sliced pork into the wok. Hitting the hot oil, the pork instantly turned white. Juices splattered as a savory aroma wafted out.

The dishes made fresh on the spot carried a healing essence in their very fragrance.

The people outside waited in eager anticipation. She steadied her heart.

Soon, another wok of stir-fried pork was ready. Besides the meat, Qiuqiu also made a tofu and fried egg soup this time. The clear broth carried the delicate fragrance of eggs.

The food was served.

Some people wanted to carry the dishes themselves, not daring to let Qiuqiu do any extra work. She smiled, shaking her head in refusal, and gently placed the food in front of everyone.

Someone began to cry as they ate. Slightly murky tears slid down their cheeks and dripped onto the table.

Silently linking to their Spirit Sea, she made a brief diagnosis and applied her power according to the individual’s needs.

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