Chapter 172: Chef 881

Chapter 172: Chapter 172: Chef 881

’Nourishing the brain is the same as increasing Intelligence.’

Seraphina Sinclair silently processed the waiter’s words. When she looked up, she saw a brilliant smile on its face.

Although it was a bit cold and stiff, she could sense its sincerity.

"The production difficulty and cost are quite high, but we’re partners now, so I can process them for you for free. However, I don’t have my tools with me right now. If you trust me, I can take these two fish back, process them, and bring you the finished product tomorrow morning."

Seraphina Sinclair nodded and trustingly handed the two fish over to it.

The waiter then pulled a golden card from who-knows-where, gave Seraphina Sinclair a wink so stiff it was almost terrifying, and said, "This is proof of our partnership. From now on, you’ll see me at breakfast time. If you need to call me for an emergency, just break this card, and I’ll arrive immediately."

Seraphina Sinclair: "..."

’If you can’t wink, just don’t, okay?’

’It looked like there was something wrong with its eye. She was genuinely worried its eyeball would suddenly pop out like its nose had.’

Seraphina Sinclair took the card and examined it carefully.

It was a golden card with a single number on it—881.

She turned it over in her hands, but she couldn’t figure out anything special about it.

Seeing this, the waiter took the initiative to explain, "This is the ID card for us small systems. The number on it is my designation. If you break it, I’ll get an error report on my end, and I’ll know you’re looking for me."

More than what the item was, Seraphina Sinclair was focused on the waiter’s first few words.

"Small systems."

’So it’s a system, too.’

Seraphina Sinclair nodded and carefully tucked the item away in her Silver Moon Earrings.

Only then did she pick up her spoon again to eat breakfast.

There had been a bit of a delay, and the congee was already a little cool.

Seraphina Sinclair held her spoon, eating one spoonful after another with great relish.

’She couldn’t help it; this chef, 881, was just too good at cooking.’

The chicken and mushroom congee was simmered until it was thick, savory, and fragrant. The rice grains had practically dissolved, blending perfectly with the delicate minced chicken and finely chopped mushrooms. Even though it was cool now, it was still incredibly aromatic.

’She could eat this kind of food for a hundred years and never get tired of it!’

After the meal, the waiter left with the food container, and silence returned to the mobile cabin.

Seraphina Sinclair stood up and stretched a bit. She picked up the Black Fog Lamp, intending to get Sunflower to work, but then she remembered it was still early. Its Hunger Level hadn’t recovered yet.

Not only that, but Sunflower was slumped limply over the flowerpot, looking no different from a dead plant.

Seraphina Sinclair paused. It was only today that she realized Sunflower had a frighteningly healthy routine.

She stared at the curled-up Sunflower in silence for a while but ultimately decided not to wake it.

She couldn’t bother Sunflower, and Seraphina Sinclair had nothing else to occupy herself with.

She turned to look at the lake still floating outside her door, sighed softly, and took out the Green Flood Dragon Tendon, planning to continue fishing.

Although just looking at the Green Flood Dragon Tendon gave her a headache now, she was planning to move today, and she still had sunshine left over from yesterday.

And once she moved, there was no telling when she would encounter another sky lake.

...

「Eight o’clock.」

Sunflower’s Spirit recovered, and it swayed its body, checking the situation inside the mobile cabin.

’Usually, the little person would bring over the Black Fog Lamp right away and tell me to sunbathe. Why is today... ’

Sunflower couldn’t hide its thoughts, and its confusion was transmitted directly into Seraphina Sinclair’s mind: ’What is the little person doing? Why isn’t the little person paying attention to me... Little person... little person...’

Seraphina Sinclair silently put away the Green Flood Dragon Tendon and gave Sunflower a complicated look.

The moment Sunflower met Seraphina Sinclair’s gaze, its internal rambling stopped. Its stem even stood a little straighter as it swayed its head toward Seraphina Sinclair.

It was supposedly vying for attention, but it looked more like it was trying to curry favor.

Seraphina Sinclair’s lips had been pressed into a stiff line, but seeing Sunflower act like this, she couldn’t help but let them curve into a smile.

’Alright.’

’It is pretty cute.’

And since it liked to sunbathe, Seraphina Sinclair would indulge it.

She set up two Black Fog Lamps for Sunflower, then stood to the side and opened the regional channel.

People were gradually waking up, and upon seeing the messages in the regional channel, they started discussing last night’s server-wide announcement.

"Is the reason Master Blacktiger is so strong because he doesn’t sleep at all?"

"I get it now! As long as you don’t sleep, you’ll get stronger!"

"There’s no way he doesn’t sleep, right? I bet the Master has some special item that lets him stay active day and night."

"I’m so jealous I could cry. We can only huddle and tremble in our mobile cabins at night, while the Master is already out killing monsters."

"Doesn’t anyone care about water? @Blacktiger Ford, give us a straight answer, Master! Are you selling water or not?"

"Yeah, yeah, you guys are all talking about useless stuff. Water! I need water!"

"@Blacktiger Ford, the Master is right by a river and can even fish. Just sell us some river water, please! I can’t stand this damn weather anymore, I’m dying of thirst!"

"Why not just kill the special monsters and get an Immunity Crystal?"

Seraphina Sinclair: "..."

Even she was left speechless by that comment, let alone the other people in the regional channel.

Wasn’t this a classic "let them eat cake" moment?

Why not get an Immunity Crystal? Because they couldn’t defeat D-level monsters!

This was basically telling these survivors to choose: live a life of pain, or have a quick death? But no matter the choice, pain was still at the heart of it.

That person’s single, flippant comment had managed to provoke the entire crowd.

But because the person’s tone was so matter-of-fact, those with average strength didn’t have the courage to challenge them to a one-on-one fight, and the stronger survivors saw no need to take the risk. As a result, the number of posts in the regional channel dropped significantly, and the conversation circled back to whether or not Blacktiger Ford was selling water.

As for Blacktiger Ford himself, he certainly wasn’t going to let this opportunity pass.

[Blacktiger Ford]: 1000ml of river water for 10 Black Fog Coins. Those who need it can private message me to trade. Remember to bring two empty water bottles.

As soon as this message appeared, the regional channel exploded.

"10 Black Fog Coins for 1000ml? Master Blacktiger, this is straight-up robbery! Is this river water even safe to drink directly?"

"If you think it’s expensive, then don’t buy it! No one’s forcing you. Master, I’ve sent you a private message! Check it, please! I’m about to die of thirst!"

"The price is a bit high, but this is a matter of life and death... Master, can you make it a little cheaper? How about 5 Black Fog Coins? That’s all the money I have on me."

"PM sent! Master, trade with me first! I’ll pay 15 Black Fog Coins for 1000ml!"

"Holy shit, the guy above is a price-gouging bastard! Ruining the market! @Blacktiger Ford, Master, business should be first come, first served. Don’t let these people influence you!"

"Heh, you guys actually dare to buy it? This river water hasn’t been purified, and you really dare to drink it? The rain in this godforsaken place is black! Do you get it? It’s black! How clean do you think the river water can possibly be?"