Great Calamity of Heaven and Earth

Amidst the bustling market, Bai Zhi's conversation with the middle-aged man continued.

"In short, the dishes have many effects, useful to humans and useful for Anomaly. There's nothing they can't do here, only things you can't imagine."

The middle-aged man solemnly handed a crumpled piece of white paper rolled into a tube shape from his pocket to him.

"The effect of this dish is to increase your maximum Spiritual Energy by 1,000 to 2,000 points, depending on the final product and its appearance. I'm counting on you to prepare this dish."

"If there's a menu, can't you just gather the ingredients and make it yourself?"

Bai Zhi took the blank sheet of paper, unfolded it, and glanced at it, raising an eyebrow slightly.

"Or is there some kind of limitation involved?"

"First, some Special ingredients can only be found in this restaurant. It's not that you can't collect them yourself, but the time and effort required is unimaginable."

The middle-aged man held up one finger.

"Secondly, even if you collect all the ingredients listed on the menu yourself, you still won't be able to make these dishes without the Special kitchen equipment and environment in this restaurant."

"Food and environmental factors...?"

Bai Zhi looked thoughtful.

"That's right. Based on my experience as Chef here for a while, I'm advising you: it's best not to get any crooked ideas, or you'll suffer the consequences."

The middle-aged man kindly offered a word of advice.

"In this restaurant, the rules are everything."

"There's another question. Can we try the dishes our Chef makes ourselves? Would that be considered getting something for free?"

Then, as if remembering something else, Bai Zhi asked.

The reason he thought of asking this question was because he remembered Dawn Lord had poisoned the food...

"You can eat, but only a little. However, you won't experience the Special Effect of the dishes, as they are prepared for guests. At most, they will only help you recover some strength."

The middle-aged man waved his hand casually.

"Frankly, I don't recommend this behavior, because it will not only lower your dish's rating and prevent it from being rated positive, but it may also have some unknown Negative Effect on you."

"What, is getting a permanent position really that important?"

Bai Zhi put away the menu in his hand and raised an eyebrow slightly.

"After you become a full-time employee, you'll receive two free dishes every day. As long as you can get your hands on a suitable menu, you can choose any ingredients you like from the Ingredient Area."

The middle-aged man had a serious expression on his face.

Do you think it's worth it?

"I remember you said before that you were Intermediate Chef, but why did you resign later?"

Bai Zhi looked unconvinced.

"The salary of Intermediate Chef must be double that of a junior Chef, right? What caused you to leave your job?"

"Sigh, you have money to spend, but you don't live to collect it."

As if something sore spot had been touched, the middle-aged man looked up at the sky and let out a long sigh.

"Putting aside the fact that the consumption of high-end dishes is worlds apart from that of low-end dishes, the ingredients that Intermediate Chef need to handle are far too dangerous. One wrong move and they could lose their lives. If I hadn't resigned quickly, I probably would be long gone."

"I remember you mentioned tickets before. How do we get tickets?"

After thinking for a moment, Bai Zhi asked another question.

"I just get it randomly. Anyway, tickets to get here are pretty rare; they're basically priceless. They cost around 1000 Origin Coin each."

The middle-aged man shrugged slightly.

"So it's precisely because of the high ticket price that some people end up staying here for months on end, which is quite common... Of course, there are some exceptions."

"Exceptions? What exceptions?"

Bai Zhi asked about the book with great interest.

"Do you see that old, white-bearded Daoist priest over there, with his ethereal air and whisk in hand, telling fortunes?"

The middle-aged man gestured slightly towards the side of the street.

"That old Xianxia priest came from a Cultivation World of immortals and heroes. The ticket he used to get here was obtained from an Ancient Ruin in his world."

"Cultivator? He's not Player?"

Bai Zhi glanced at the White-bearded Old Daoist who was catching a Mud Monster and talking incessantly, and seemed slightly surprised.

"Of course not, but their world will probably be here soon."

The middle-aged man curled his lip.

"The Ascension Path in their world has been severed for tens of thousands of years. These people are currently planning to reopen Ascension Path. Judging from the strength Level of their world, they are likely to face a large-scale invasion of Anomaly... oh, they call it an invasion of Outer Realm Demons."

"The Ascension Path is cut off?"

"Actually, it's the same old story. Their Immortal Realm is probably gone, and then the powerful beings in their world Severing of Heaven and Earth at the last moment to prevent the destruction of the Immortal Realm from affecting their main world, but they were not able to completely sever it..."

The middle-aged man waved his hand casually.

"Actually, the situation of their world's revival is very dangerous, because their world is already strong enough, so once it revives, the Anomaly that descend upon their world will be unprecedentedly powerful, and it could very well lead to the World Destruction."

"So what kind of situation would be considered not dangerous?"

Raising an eyebrow slightly, Bai Zhi asked the middle-aged man in front of him, who was clearly doing it on purpose.

From his God's Perspective, he saw that the White-bearded Old Daoist had focused all his attention on them... or rather, this was intentionally done by the middle-aged man in front of him.

Judging from the appearance, the middle-aged man in front of him seemed to want to pick up the "loose" from that White-bearded Old Daoist as well.

"It's very simple. When the Ascension Path is severed, the Spiritual Energy of heaven and earth should be completely cut off, instead of leaving those Cultivator behind."

The middle-aged man smiled and snapped his fingers.

"Only in this way will the intensity of the invasion they face after the world recovers not rise to an absurd level from the outset. At that time, relying on the heritage and foundation left by their predecessors, they will rise rapidly in the shortest possible time... However, making such a choice requires immense courage and sacrifice from those who make the decision."

"Courage and sacrifice...?"

Upon hearing the middle-aged man's words, Bai Zhi paused for a moment to ponder.

"Really, don't think I'm making this up. In the Void, examples like this are all too common."

Seemingly afraid of him, or perhaps afraid that the White-bearded Old Daoist wouldn't believe him, the middle-aged man added another sentence.

"When those immortal Xianxia worlds that have been revived encounter the invasion of Anomaly, it will inevitably be a catastrophe for heaven and earth! At that time, life will be devastated, people will suffer, and the entire world will be wiped out and destroyed. It is a very common thing."

As the middle-aged man finished speaking, the White-bearded Old Daoist finally couldn't help but stand up and walk towards them.