Magic Item Master

Just like the Fireworks of Romance goes, no one can resist the temptation of getting Penta Kill.

At 1 p. m., after lunch break, the Broadcast Brother over the Loudspeaker gave a rather speechless announcement.

Given that the new Intern Chef, Positive and Negative, is far too ruthless—none of the customers she's served have survived—she will be assessed by the restaurant before dinner.

As for the specific content of the assessment, the other party did not disclose it, but only vaguely indicated the fact that none of the people who underwent this assessment ever returned.

Positive and Negative remained unmoved by the message broadcast, his expression unchanged. After the broadcast ended, he turned and left the kitchen.

"What a weirdo..."

Watching the other person walk away with their hands in their pockets, Fireworks of Romance bit her handkerchief in Envy.

Although her behavior seemed rather strange and out of place compared to those around her, she was so cool!!

"Alright, stop Envy. You can't learn that."

Bai Zhi casually snatched the handkerchief from the other person's hand and began to speak.

"More important than that is discussing our next steps."

As time went on, the menus they were responsible for became increasingly difficult. Often, they would be exhausted before the dish was even ready to be served.

Actually, these things don't really matter. What's important is the consumption of Sanity. According to August Desolation's statistics, the Sanity Value required for each dish is not equal, but overall it shows an upward trend as strength increases.

If this continues, they will eventually be unable to cope.

Therefore, cooperation is inevitable under these circumstances. Apart from the Positive and Negative who walked away directly, Cloudfall Illusion and the Two Lives Cycle also stayed in the kitchen.

However, before they could even begin discussing the relevant matters, an unexpected change occurred.

Accompanied by a sudden, seemingly faint vibration coming from somewhere, the kitchen Lights went out in an instant.

Darkness descended in an instant, engulfing everyone in the kitchen.

Soon, the light reappeared.

Are you all alright?

Holding Torch resembling one from Minecraft aloft, August Desolation pressed one hand to his forehead and looked around.

Lunchtime has just passed, and they are currently in their most vulnerable moment.

However, when August Desolation clearly saw the situation around him, his expression immediately changed.

--He was all alone.

August Desolation was quite certain that the time between falling into the darkness and taking out Torch was less than two seconds at most.

But when the light returned, he was the only one left in the kitchen; everyone else had vanished.

... No, it would be more accurate to say that I disappeared rather than that everyone else disappeared.

Standing alone in the empty kitchen, Torch, August Desolation suddenly thought of something.

--When you're driving on the highway and all the other vehicles are going the wrong way, then you're the one going the wrong way.

"But why me?"

Reaching out to press his head, which was throbbing with pain from the depletion of his Sanity, August Desolation walked to the wall and placed the Torch he was holding on it.

One of the characteristics of Torch from Minecraft is that they can be placed anywhere.

After that, August Desolation stood against the wall and looked around using the light provided by the Torch.

Judging from the surrounding environment, he was still in the kitchen. After all, he had been working there for almost two days and was quite familiar with the layout.

The difference is, this place is so deserted.

The walls and floors were covered in dust, and the peeling wallpaper was mottled, as if it had been abandoned for a long time.

And for some reason, just standing here, August Desolation felt a huge, suffocating Shadow of death slowly enveloping him.

His own Perception, which was as high as 25 points, was frantically warning him to escape this terrifying place immediately, otherwise what awaited him would be a miserable end that was many times more terrifying than death.

"Tsk, of all times, it has to be at a time like this..."

Leaning against the wall, August Desolation gritted his teeth fiercely.

Lunchtime had just ended, and his physical strength and energy were almost completely depleted. His Sanity Value, which had dropped drastically in a short period of time, was causing him a splitting headache.

Given this already terrible situation, is there anything worse in the world?

"I knew that Dawn Lord was suspicious. Something strange happened in the kitchen as soon as he left... Could this be some kind of restaurant assessment? Are they trying to drag us all into this?"

The sudden change left him no time to deduce more, but nothing had happened before, yet the change occurred right after the other person left the kitchen. If anyone said that this had nothing to do with Dawn Lord, he would be the first to break their job.

"No, staying here any longer is suicide. We need to find a place to recover quickly..."

Feeling a thorn in his side, Danger Sense, and enduring his headache and physical weakness, August Desolation reached into his pocket.

He felt as if he were standing under a 100,000-ton iron ball, which was suspended by a thin thread that could break at any moment, as if a gust of wind would cause the thread to snap.

In other words, danger could strike at any moment.

Given that he was essentially a third-degree disabled person, he had no choice but to place his hopes on his own abilities.

[Skill Name: Unreliable Treasure Bag]

After activating this ability, he can take out any magical gadget that suits his wishes and the current situation from any pocket-like object, with a specific function similar to Doraemon's Magic Pouch.

The Torch from Minecraft were obtained by using this Skill to pull them out of your pocket.

This is also the Core Talent he prepared to build for himself at level 25, named -- [Magic Item Master], just like the omnipotent Robot Cat who can take out all kinds of magical items to save the day.

--Of course, this is the ideal situation.

Even setting aside the fact that he hasn't reached Level 25 yet, the drawbacks of this Skill alone have already caused him considerable trouble.

Because he has no idea what the Special Effect and specific functions of the Skill he takes out of his Magic Pouch are before they are taken out, and he often takes out things of unclear meaning.

For example, a flashlight that lights up when there is light and never lights up when there is no light; Crescent Moon Saber that can cut through iron like mud and mud like iron; and the Ivan the Great.

--Yes, he really did pull an Ivan the Great out of his pocket once, because he wanted to exterminate rats.

But before he could even take his hand out of his pocket, a cold hand suddenly grabbed his ankle.