The Honey-Roasted Star Marrow Ice was a hit. The survivors polished it off in no time, and the grilled fish soon followed. With such generous portions, everyone ate to their heart's content.
Fear, anxiety, grief—all those powerful negative emotions seemed insignificant in the face of truly good food. For a moment, everyone felt hopeful.
Xia Lun watched Memory Points and Cooking Specialty progress flood his Information Panel. He couldn't help smiling like an old farmer harvesting a bumper crop.
Each person provided only a few Memory Points, but cooking to satisfy their needs could earn him points again and again. Added together, that would amount to quite a lot.
By Xia Lun's estimate, if everyone was still alive after seventy days, cooking alone could earn him around three thousand
Memory Points. The risk-to-reward ratio was unbelievable!
After all, he had spent a whole week scheming against and fighting bloody battles with pirates and Abyssal Hand in the first Scenario, only to come away with barely four thousand Memory Points!
Seen that way, the Jade Wolf Pot truly deserved its Legend rating as a support item. Using it as a shield in the last Scenario had been a terrible waste.
"Burp." Manhunter wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, then sprawled on the ground with one leg crossed over the other. "These dishes you made, Lord Xia Lun? Incredible. Heh, getting to eat a meal like this once in my life makes it all worth
it."
"Now that everyone's eaten, let's discuss the matter at hand." Carson wiped his face with a handkerchief. "It's time we calmly worked out who's the 'Screenwriter' and who's 'alive.'"
"How are we supposed to figure that out?" Manhunter lay lazily on the ground, rhythmically patting his belly like a seal. "We don't have