Come Help Me!

Amid the advertising warm-ups launched by countless game developers, everyone found games they wanted to play.

When it came to the gimmick of "Valentine's Day special games," Sprout Studio's Overcooked was far less appealing than the others.

The game looked far too much like a slapdash product, yet it was priced at the steep cost of 52 yuan.

As midnight arrived, the date on the calendar flipped to the next day.

The words Qixi Festival stood out especially clearly on the calendar.

"Brothers, this is a co-op game. I'll randomly pick a viewer to play with me." Yinzi immediately launched a giveaway in his stream, giving twenty copies of the game to his fans.

The viewers were excited. Those still watching streams at midnight when Qixi Festival arrived were not particularly interested in those Valentine's Day special games that advertised beautiful romances.

Compared to those, they were looking forward far more to this game made by Sprout Studio.

The giveaway ended quickly, and the twenty fans received their game codes right away.

The game did not require much storage space, only around 2 GB, and it finished downloading within minutes.

"Hello, hello, can you hear me?" The fan who had connected to voice chat came online. A cute loli voice came through the headphones, carrying a slightly coquettish tone.

Holy shit! A female fan!

Definitely a voice changer!

How could the boss possibly have such a cute female fan!

Clip-on voice, prepare to die!

Using this voice to test a cadre?

Yinzi was also stunned when he heard the female voice in his headset. He casually cleared his throat twice, his face turning solemn.

"You know,"

"I don't like loli voices. It's just the viewers in my stream who like them."

"They always force what they like onto me, so I can only accept it! Yes, I like it!"

After hearing him, giggling came from the headset. Just hearing that voice was enough to make one's imagination run wild.

The two quickly entered the game and joined the same room.

"This character is so cute!" The female fan's delighted cheer came through the headset.

"I hereby announce that Old Thief still understands girls. At least the characters he made this time aren't as weird and mismatched as that hammer-swinging one before."

All the available characters had been given an animated style. Every little chef looked adorably silly and clumsy.

Only after the female fan carefully chose a little green crocodile as her chef character did she enter the game with him.

The story took place in the fantasy Onion Kingdom. After a brief bit of plot, the game got straight to the point—cooking!

In the initial tutorial, they only needed to follow the prompts to complete the beginner's lesson.

Hmm, very simple.

According to the instructions, they simply had to place ingredients on the workstation and prepare them.

The process was also straightforward and easy to understand: choose ingredients—chop them—plate them—serve them.

Even combination ingredients were simple: chop the two ingredients—put them on one plate—done.

"How about this? You handle chopping, and I'll handle plating." Yinzi assigned their tasks at a glance.

"Okay!" The female fan's sweet voice was especially pleasant to hear.

The first tutorial stage was not difficult, and the timer above them was not pressing either.

Plating was quick and took only a few seconds, but chopping was not so fast.

Chopping did not end once the ingredients were placed on the cutting board. Their little chef had to work at the board.

After pressing the corresponding button, a small progress bar appeared above the little chef's head, showing the chopping progress.

There was more than one cutting board in the kitchen.

While plating and delivering dishes to customers, Yinzi could even spare time to help chop some ingredients. They looked like a loving couple working together to run a kitchen.

"They're too hungry!" Onion King raised his scepter. He had the little chefs go outside to train while he stayed behind to fend off the zombie bread's attack.

At this point, the game officially began.

The two little chefs left the palace in their food truck and drove toward the next stage.

Stage 1-1 was simple, with only two dishes.

Plate fish or plate shrimp.

They had planned to continue with the previous stage's arrangement, with one chopping and the other plating. But chopping took time, and after only a few seconds, Yinzi overturned their previous division of labor.

"You chop the fish, I'll chop the shrimp. Once they're chopped, put them on plates and serve them yourselves."

"Mhm, okay!" The female fan had no objections and obediently took little blue fish from the fish crate, placing them on the cutting board and chopping away furiously.

"It really is suitable for couples. You can run your kitchen together." As he watched the timer slowly tick down, Yinzi gave his first assessment.

This female fan seemed to be having a lot of fun.

It seemed girls generally liked this kind of management game. If two people could work together to run a kitchen well, it really was a decent Qixi Festival game.

But compared with those games featuring beautiful romances, it still lacked a little something.

The first stage only took two or three minutes. The female fan drove the food truck unsteadily to the second stage.

The kitchen map differed from the previous stage. This stage took place on a small river, with the kitchen set in an antique Chinese-style building and water lilies slowly blooming around it.

Upon entering the game, Yinzi frowned. Compared to the previous stage, the ingredients in this level had changed considerably.

There was a recipe before entering the stage.

This stage was about making sushi. They needed to cook rice in a pot, place it on a plate, then add seaweed and chopped salmon.

"You chop first. I'll cook the rice." Yinzi dashed toward the crate filled with rice.

There were three pots for cooking rice, and he immediately started rice in all three.

A bubbling sound came from beside him, and fairly quick progress bars appeared beneath the rice pots.

"I'll go chop some ingredients too." With nothing else to do while standing there, Yinzi ran over to the cutting board and began chopping salmon alongside her.

But when he was only halfway through, the progress bars on the rice pots had already filled. The boiling rice pots began flashing red warnings.

The kitchen's background music also began to speed up.

"Oh no! My rice!" He hurriedly put down the knife and ran to the rice pots, picking up one of them and holding the rice over a plate.

While he was doing that, the other two pots had already turned red. He anxiously tried to pick up another pot, only to discover that he had to put down the empty pot in his hands first.

He hurriedly set down the pot and picked up another overheated rice pot.

But then he noticed another new problem.

The plates were stacked together. There was already cooked rice on the top plate, so he could not put the rice in his hands onto the next plate.

"Quick, quick! Stop chopping and come help me! Pick up the plates!"

And the last pot had turned bright red, sounding its alarm nonstop. It had reached its limit.