Rebirth: I can easily control the end-of-the-world game

Feng Lan took the opportunity to search around the supermarket and found quite a few high-end dishes. She glanced at the shiny calico cat, who was obviously not short of money, and with a pained expression, took out the food made by Ms. Wen Ben'e.

No one, and no cat, can resist glowing food!

The moment the food, radiating a soft, warm glow, appeared, it attracted the attention of all the cats present. Without Feng Lan needing to plate it or give any special introduction, everyone was drawn to this unusual dish.

"Huh, it's glowing food, meow!" The calico cat's eyes lit up. She sniffed the food and couldn't detect any familiar human scent, which meant it was the new chef.

As for human chefs who can create glowing food, there's no need to say more; the glowing food is the best proof of their culinary skills!

The calico cat looked at Feng Lan with even more tenderness and joy. Knowing such a great chef is truly delightful!

Feng Lan took out a small cake, glanced at the number of cats present, and divided the cake into 37 even pieces, with a weight difference of less than 0.001g between each piece. "A sample."

"Meow, where is this chef? I'm willing to pay him a monthly salary of 7000 spirit coins!" After tasting a small piece of cake, the calico cat made up her mind. This was the chef she wanted!

7000 spirit coins, converted into divine power, is... Feng Lan's breath hitched, 560 divine power.

Damn it, it's much, much more than the natural growth from one of her dungeons!

“She’s no longer in this world,” Feng Lan said with a hint of bitterness, “but I can relay the message to you a year from now.”

Realizing that the food was limited, the calico cat waved its paw generously, "I want it all."

Feng Lan took out some desserts, "I will put out a batch of glowing desserts every month from now on. Don't worry, the space is absolutely still, and the food is fresh."

Rather than a one-time sale, she prefers to use this batch of food to attract customers, since as long as customers know her grocery store, they can easily find it by simply thinking about it.

"Take care." Feng Lan saw off the last guest, and Bi Ke was already playing with snowflakes in front of the door.

"Lanlan, let's build a snowman together!" Bi Ke happily asked Hua Hua for a lot of flower petals to use as eyes and clothes, and piled them on the snowman. He was working hard to build himself.

As he was playing, a pair of feet appeared in front of Bi Ke. He was stunned for a moment, then looked up and saw a tiger in his line of sight. The tiger did not look at him, but its calm yet fierce gaze was fixed on Feng Lan.

"I'm here to buy something."

It was just an ordinary sentence, but the moment Feng Lan saw this player, she felt an uncontrollable surge of disgust.

She calmly met the gaze of the ill-intentioned player, her previously relaxed tail drooping behind her, swaying slowly—a mixture of feigned relaxation and wariness.

Players from the evil faction.

This judgment suddenly popped into Feng Lan's intuition. Her brows furrowed almost imperceptibly, barely noticeable on her furry cat face. "We've already closed down and are not open for business for the time being."

Even though Feng Lan was displeased with this player who had inexplicably come to her door and provoked her, she didn't want to start a conflict rashly. Who knew if this was a trap set for her?

I was still a little puzzled. Players from the evil faction should be an unstable risk to the gods of this world, so why would the game choose a player who would obviously be at odds with this world?

Sensing Feng Lan's resistance, the tiger's fierce face softened into a relaxed smile. Its scrutinizing gaze slowly swept over Feng Lan—the clearly well-designed signboard, the cozy interior, the thick paw pads on the snow leaving no footprints. The tiger took two steps forward. "I see it's not closed yet—"

Before he could finish speaking, unable to bear the fact that this furry creature was making Lanlan nervous for no reason and ignoring him, Bi Ke took action directly, his seemingly soft and weak tentacles stabbing at the tower.

"You're so annoying! Can't you understand a no-no?!"

"—"

Bik's tentacles plunged deep into the tiger's body, but the sound was like piercing cotton, and no blood flowed from the wound.

Are you angry?

The tiger stabbed by Bi Ke slowly shattered, leaving only an afterimage! In Bi Ke's blind spot, the spotted tiger reformed, still with that unhurried and provocative posture. However, this time, its attention finally shifted from Feng Lan to Bi Ke, and there was a hint of excitement deep in its eyes.

Feng Lan closed the door of the general store, suppressing the inexplicable emotions welling up in her heart. She watched from the side, and in just two or three seconds, under the other party's provocation, Bi Ke's emotions fluctuated more and more. His originally bright golden pupils were now tinged with angry red, and his movements became more and more violent. Meanwhile, the seemingly impulsive and ready-to-attack Banlanhu only kept saying things to provoke Bi Ke and dodging his attacks.

"Alright, Bi Ke." Feng Lan guessed a bit about the opponent's skills, so she stopped observing and appeared in this one-sided attack. She grabbed Bi Ke, patted him hard, and skillfully pinned him down. She looked at the spotted tiger with hostility and warned, "This is not a place for you to practice your skills."