Today, He's Treating-Eat Your Fill!

"A cook?"

Those two words immediately drew everyone's attention.

The old man who had been holding an iron wok earlier dropped it to the ground.

It clanged and rattled into the rocky shore, its chaotic noise reflecting the severe blow his mind had suffered.

"What? You're telling me this genius healing-type Soul Master, this medical prodigy who developed the miraculous technique of scraping bones to treat wounds, is actually a cook?!"

"No, I can't accept this! Why? Why are people who cook now coming to steal our livelihoods too?"

"Su Mu, how about showing us what you can do today? I'll provide the ingredients. What do you say?"

Princess Vina said.

"I can, but it wouldn't be very convenient to cook here."

At that moment, however, cold sweat rose in his heart.

What should he do? All his previous semi-finished ingredients had been provided by the system. If he had to make everything in front of them now, wouldn't the whole act be exposed?

"System, quit playing dead and think of something!"

Su Mu thought, and the system panel lit up.

"Ding! The host has encountered an irresistible factor. Would you like to purchase the complete Wallace production process and ten years of experience for 100 Gold Soul Coins?"

Looking at the gift pack interface that had appeared, Su Mu did not hesitate this time.

Expensive or not, go ahead and take my money. But since you can save me at a crucial moment like this, I won't curse you this time.

As Su Mu thought that, currents of electricity stimulated his nerves.

Everything about fried chicken, burgers, fries, the various marinades, the battering and hydration processes, and exactly when food could be taken out of the fryer was calculated with perfect clarity in his mind.

"So... who's treating today?"

Su Mu looked at everyone around him.

The crowd fell silent. In the end, Commander Zhou stepped forward.

"How about me? Among all of us, my monthly salary should be enough."

As he spoke, he placed a bag of Gold Soul Coins on the table.

"After all, I'm everyone's commander. I'll treat today, and we can improve the injured men's meals while we're at it."

"Improve our meals? Boss, are we eating Soul Beast meat today?"

One of the injured men asked curiously, holding up an arm that had been beaten into a W shape.

After all, the only way to improve their quality of life in this regard was to personally head into the mountains, capture Soul Beasts, hunt them, and bring them back to eat.

"No, no, no. You don't know this, but the person cooking for you today is the owner of a famous snack stall in Heaven Dou City."

"The food he makes is delicious. This old man can eat twenty chickens in one sitting!"

General Zhou said, referring to Su Mu.

Su Mu modestly waved his hand. "Since General Zhou is treating again today, let all the soldiers in the camp come eat. I can handle it by myself."

General Zhou immediately coughed up blood upon hearing that.

He had originally thought he only needed to buy burgers and fried chicken for these forty-odd old fellows and the twenty-some people from the injured camp—fewer than ninety people in total.

That would still cost him dearly, but compared to feeding more than a thousand soldiers in the whole camp, it was pocket change.

"Pfft... little brother, if we go by what you said, I'm afraid my wallet won't be able to handle it."

"I think you must be exhausted. You can't possibly manage it all alone, right?"

"How about only the few of us eat today?"

"It's fine, General Zhou. I can manage by myself."

"Isn't it just a thousand portions? Find me a few kitchen hands from the mess hall and have them fry the fries and chicken. It'll be quick."

As Su Mu spoke, the stove Princess Vina had arranged to have brought over had already been set up.

A huge iron griddle, a full four square meters in size, had been erected there. Patties shaped from ground meat were lined up closely across its surface.

Meanwhile, Su Mu kneaded dough on the other side.

This was how burgers were truly made. He formed one burger bun after another and placed them into the oven.

As time passed, lightly charred golden-yellow buns emerged from the oven.

Their rich sesame fragrance spread throughout the entire camp.

The soldiers rotating through the surrounding tents also began gathering around.

Whenever the warhorses passed by this place during training, their noses and eyes were drawn toward it.

"It smells so good! When did our camp get a cook like this? From now on, I want to eat his cooking every day!"

Several people whispered among themselves.

General Zhou immediately waved them to stop after hearing that.

"I hereby give the order: everyone, gather here! Leave two squads to guard the east and west towers!"

The moment his words fell, everyone immediately crowded around the stall.

Seeing the golden, crispy fries being scooped from an iron wok two meters in diameter, everyone's eyes went wide.

Soon afterward, mayonnaise and ketchup were drizzled over the iron trays.

The people around them began scrambling for food.

Besides, it was already evening, the time when the soldiers were supposed to rest and eat.

Watching the soldiers devour the food with gusto, Su Mu felt somewhat moved.

These people had lived in the military camp for a long time. Their nutritional intake could not truly be maintained at a consistent standard.

It could only be said that it varied from good to bad. If they caught edible Soul Beasts, their quality of life improved; if they failed to catch suitable prey, it declined. During wartime, their food supply might even be cut off entirely.

As Su Mu watched the soldiers happily eating fried chicken, he could not help wondering, How much would it cost if I enhanced the Text Decree's effect to increase food nutrition by 100%?

With that thought, Su Mu wrote the additional condition onto the Text Decree.

Then, beneath the table, he secretly activated his Martial Soul. The words on the Text Decree remained unchanged.

To his surprise, the Soul Power in Su Mu's body had decreased by only 1%.

At that moment, Su Mu's eyes held nothing else.

He secretly stuck the Text Decree onto his hand, and an indescribable sense of familiarity mixed with something profound enveloped him. His cooking movements became increasingly skilled.

Combined with the ten years of Wallace work experience provided by the system, all the necessary steps for making bread seemed as simple and clear as an unfolded picture in his eyes.

He could practically rely on instinct to avoid every possible mistake.

As the patties were flipped, Su Mu assembled burger after burger and handed them out.

Princess Vina and several generals, along with the soldiers under their command, distributed the fast food to more troops, especially the soldiers standing watch at the east and west tower posts.

"It smells amazing. This texture is absolutely incredible!"

One soldier could not help muttering.

After all, they had never eaten anything like this before.

"Boss, can we eat this every day from now on?"

One of the deputy generals asked General Wang.

General Wang helplessly shook his head. "Stop dreaming. Princess Vina specially invited him here to teach the physicians how to treat injuries. He has nothing to do with you."

"So eat your fill today—eat a thousand or eight hundred Gold Soul Coins' worth if you can. Today, your General Zhou, Commander Zhou, is treating. Everyone, eat as much as you want!"