'He Who Seeks His Own Demise' could never have imagined that the orc who had just recruited him already wanted him dead.
He was still planning to use his exceptional culinary skills to earn the Bosses' trust before finding an opportunity to turn on them.
So he handled the ingredients in his hands with great care.
Ever since choosing chef as his secondary profession, he had discovered that he loved cooking.
Because this game genuinely wanted to teach players how to cook.
With extraordinary secondary professions in the game, players could easily master the "extraordinary" aspects, but the "profession" itself had to be learned on their own.
Take the blacksmiths in the same village, for example.
Players could instantly learn advanced techniques like "magic injection molding" and automatically control mana that NPCs described as being like "threading a needle in a storm."
But when it came to the actual forging, players had to do it themselves.
Several players who had learned blacksmithing no longer even farmed monsters. They spent all day obsessed with hammering iron and had even organized a blade-forging competition in the game.
Unlike reality, game characters possessed extraordinary physiques. Whether it was heat intense enough to make someone collapse or the exhaustion from forging, all the painful parts of the process were blurred away.
What remained was only the purest enjoyment and pleasure.
'He Who Seeks His Own Demise' understood them, because cooking was the same.
Brimming with confidence, he finished the first dish, Dragon Lizard Tail Stewed Warm Tea Mushroom Soup, and had a low-level monster serving as his assistant carry it out.
Gruji, seated in the main tent, was already growing impatient.
Just as he was about to summon the Shadow Tribe member on the grounds that he had waited too long, his guards entered