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Chapter 83: Turn the zombie into a paste and eat it.

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Wen Yao's first stop was a restaurant.

She rushed in like a whirlwind, but was stopped by the shop assistant.

"Dear, you need to complete our fun challenge to successfully check in!"

Wen Yao clicked her tongue lightly: "Director Cui, you really are up to no good."

In the monitoring room.

Director Cui was speechless, never expecting that at his age, he would still be called a "kid".

The staff around him couldn't help but try to suppress their laughter.

"What are you laughing at? Is your workload not enough?" Director Cui said coldly.

Everyone scattered like birds and beasts.

However, from an angle where no one was paying attention, Director Cui's lips curled into a slight smile.

The old father, looking at his daughter, was naturally very pleased.

So what if you're just a kid? Call me whatever you want!

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restaurant.

The store manager announced the rules for the fun challenge:

"Guests can cook any dish and serve it to the guests for tasting. If ten people say the keyword 'delicious,' they can successfully 'check in' and win a free seafood feast!"

Wen Yao asked cautiously, "If it's food poisoning, can it be considered a work-related injury?"

The store manager's smile froze: "Huh?"

[Yao Mei's cooking will land her in jail for life]

[Sweetie, we absolutely have to play this card, right?]

[If you don't understand, does poisoning a customer constitute intentional injury?]

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In the live stream, many viewers thought Wen Yao would change the location.

I never expected that brat to be such a stubborn person.

He grabbed a spatula and started tossing the wok.

There are no tricks, only sheer force that creates miracles.

To satisfy the audience's curiosity, the program team broadcast Wen Yao's cooking process live in its entirety.

Salt? Give me some, give me some.

It tastes a little salty at first, but don't worry, just add sugar!

Hmm, it's too sweet now. Let's add some salt.

The above steps were repeated several times, almost releasing a lethal dose.

Then came all sorts of bizarre and unusual combinations.

An egg? Crack one.

Ham? Cut two slices.

Up to this point, everything seemed normal, but the ingredients added later on were increasingly shocking.

Chicken gizzards, beef offal, pork intestines, cilantro, bitter melon... When they saw her throw a fish in without even scraping off the scales, the entire live stream room was stunned!

After stir-frying for a while, Wen Yao frowned in thought, then poured all the vegetables into the blender and decisively pressed the switch with her slender fingertips!

hum-

Is this...is this edible?

[Customer: You guys didn't say there was any risk to your life from tasting this stuff?]

[In the apocalypse, I'm afraid Yao Mei will just turn a zombie into mush and eat it!]

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Dangdangdang——

A creative dish cooked by Wen Yao was unveiled.

The paste-like substance was black and yellow, with a faint grayish-purple tinge.

Even a wicked witch in an animated film couldn't achieve this color.

Not only that, it also exudes a strange, unsettling odor that is neither quite pasty nor quite burnt, neither quite sticky nor quite smelly.

As for the taste…

All the staff in the store were trying their best to promote Wen Yao's dish, but half an hour passed and not a single person dared to try it!

The second person to try it, Yunyue, made tomato plums, which have already received ten positive reviews.

"Congratulations, Teacher Yunyue, on successfully checking in! You've won a seafood feast!" the store manager announced enthusiastically. "This check-in spot is now invalid!"

Wen Yao looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle and sighed, "Life is always as lonely as snow. In this vast world, when will I meet my soulmate?"

[Other people have it all – color, aroma, and flavor – while you've skipped all of them!]

I can only give Yao Mei's cooking an 8.5 out of 10 because I have 1.5 points for it.

[Who said this dish is bad? This dish is amazing! (The text in parentheses should be removed when this post is published by a paid internet commentator)]

I already said I'm not a warrior, but I still want to say that even if I were in the restaurant, I wouldn't eat there, because I said I'm not a warrior.

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Having failed to visit her most desired spot, Wen Yao appeared somewhat dejected.

Yunyue was wearing a black hooded sweatshirt, with the hood pulled up over her head, covering most of her face, making her look aloof and cold.

Seeing Wen Yao's sullen expression, Yun Yue cleared her throat: "If you don't mind, would you like to have dinner together?"

Wen Yao's dull eyes instantly lit up like sparkling light bulbs.

"Teacher Yunyue, I declare that you are the person who understands me best in the whole world! Don't worry about having no friends on the road ahead, where are you? Right here!"

Yunyue's ears were slightly red.

Do you... truly know me?

This fancy-sounding term seems to be something I only encountered when I was in school.

Unexpectedly, for the first time in real life, someone said she was her confidante...

"I...it's my honor." Yun Yue stammered a little. "See you tonight, Captain."

She turned and ran, her fair and slender neck faintly visible, all red.

Wen Yao looked at the sky in confusion.

Is the sun really that strong today?

Yunyue's neck was all sunburned.

In the live stream, countless viewers exclaimed that they had received a sweet treat!

[Sweetie, don't be so rigid about gender...]

[Sister Yue and Sister Yao, the older sister and the younger sister, they're such a perfect match!]

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With dinner sorted out, Wen Yao's rare ambition simply vanished.

Strolling towards the next spot, the girl found herself carrying a cup of milk tea, a serving of spicy potato chips, a bowl of Korean cold noodles, a bag of savory pancakes, and a starch sausage...

She even asked the kimchi vendor who gave out samples to pack some for her:

"Boss, give me ten samples to try and see if it's salty enough."

Kimchi vendor: "..."

You're here to buy goods, aren't you?

We finally arrived at the second checkpoint.

This is a luxury store.

Wen Yao thought someone had already successfully checked in, but the air conditioning inside felt very comfortable, so she decided to go in and relax for a while.

Whether you can afford it or not doesn't matter; taking advantage of the air conditioning for a while isn't considered fleecing capitalism!

Wen Yao pushed open the door and entered, only to find an acquaintance diligently checking in.

Gu Zhu's forehead was covered in a fine sweat from all the effort, but she still couldn't complete the challenge.

The fun challenge at this store is to solve the Rubik's Cube with the brand logo printed on it within a set time.

"Alright, Zhuzhu, it's okay." Gu's father was standing not far from the store, silently keeping Gu Zhu company. Seeing her distress, he comforted her, "Zhuzhu, don't you love bags the most? How about Daddy buys you one?"

He picked up a pink mini bag with pearls on the chain, the kind of bag that girls would like.

Gu Zhu's eyes glistened with stubborn tears, and she said softly, "Dad, isn't this too much of a waste..."

"How could that be? Dad wants to give my precious daughter the best of everything in the world," Mr. Gu said with a smile, waving to the shop assistant, "Please wrap this up for me."

Just then, he saw Wen Yao who had just entered and was immediately stunned.

Wen Yao chewed on some snacks, then slurped up a mouthful of milk tea.

Mr. Gu frowned, feeling that Wen Yao's carefree attitude was completely out of place with the style of the luxury store's paintings.

"Dad, how about we give this bag to Yao Yao instead..." Gu Zhu looked like she wanted it but was too afraid to take it, her understanding expression heartbreaking. "I don't like bags at all, really..."

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