Strange as it was, even though Dorothea only chopped the vegetables, the Crow rice she made still had its own distinctive flavor.
All one could say was that the believers of the Hearthfire District were in for a treat. Even death hadn't stopped Dorothea from getting at them.
Although Dorothea had become a discontinued character, now that they could reliably reproduce Crow rice, bringing her back was only a matter of time.
That day, good news came from the canteen.
"I got it! I got it!!!" Phoebe's cry instantly drew everyone's attention.
Flora, who was serving rice in the kitchen, jumped in fright. She rushed out and only relaxed once she saw nothing was wrong, wiping her hands on her apron as she asked, "What did you get?"
"I got a healing ability!"
The believers in the canteen sprang to their feet:
"What!"
"Really! You really ate your way to a healing ability?!"
"Wonderful, we never have to eat Crow rice again!"
"Are you stupid? Once Dorothea comes back to life, we'll have even more Crow rice."
"But we won't have to work overtime eating!"
Yes, to eat more meals and grind for more abilities, the believers of the Hearthfire District now had to work special eating shifts.
They didn't have to do any work, just eat, and they even received overtime pay and compensation for mental distress.
People called it the Extra Meal Shift.
Although the workers were quite enthusiastic about production, these Extra Meal Shifts still had them grumbling endlessly, forcing the factory to appoint dedicated eating supervisors who felt everyone's stomach at the canteen entrance and refused to let anyone leave until they were full enough.
Now everyone grew excited, noisily hoisting Phoebe and the fully automatic rotating Crow steam vegetable chopper and rushing toward the hospital.