Bound to the Multiverse Restaurant, I'm now the darling of my staff.

"Come on, come on, take a look! Don't miss it!"

"You'll regret it if you don't watch! Come on, come on!"

In the central plaza of the base, a crowd of curious people gathered in one place.

"What? Let's go take a look."

"Let's go, let's go, it looks lively over there."

After a large number of people had gathered, the team members who had returned from Wen Nuan looked at each other and felt that it was about time.

Then he pulled out a thick stack of flyers from behind his back.

"Come on, everyone take one, take a good look!"

The onlookers, who had been forcibly given a flyer, looked at the leaflet in their hands with a puzzled expression.

"What's this? A flyer?"

"Ugh, I thought it was something important, but it's just a piece of waste paper, completely useless."

"I must say, this flyer looks pretty new, like it was just printed."

"Is this one of those restaurant flyers from before the apocalypse? The dishes on it look really good, it's just a shame we can never eat them again..."

"Tch, let's move on, this is boring."

Many people, seeing that there was no excitement to be had, turned around and wanted to leave.

The team members were getting anxious.

"Hey, hey, don't rush off! The really good stuff hasn't been brought out yet!"

But the person who had already turned around was too lazy to listen to their nonsense and didn't even turn back.

Left with no other option, the captain had to pull out his trump card—an insulated food container!

The lid was opened directly, and the person at the front of the line twitched their nose.

"What smells so good?"

"I smell it too, it smells like meat..."

The fragrance began to permeate the area.

Sure enough, everyone who smelled the fragrance stopped in their tracks.

Everyone spontaneously began searching for the source of the fragrance.

Until someone saw the insulated box in the captain's hand.

Inside the stainless steel insulated box, there were several white, plump things lying around.

"This is... a soup dumpling?"

"What? Soup dumplings? These only existed before the apocalypse, how could they be here?"

But when everyone looked over, they realized that it really was a soup dumpling.

"Where did these soup dumplings come from? I don't remember the cafeteria selling them today!"

Having whetted everyone's appetite, and seeing that someone would be tempted to snatch it if he didn't tell them soon, the captain finally smiled smugly and said it.

"Everyone, you're not mistaken, these are soup dumplings, piping hot soup dumplings! They're the soup dumplings on the flyers you're holding!"

To prove the authenticity of what he had, the captain picked up a soup dumpling and took a bite.

The skin of these soup dumplings is so thin it's almost translucent. When you bite into one, the soup inside bursts out, releasing a delicious aroma.

"Mmm, this is delicious!"

The captain looked utterly captivated, and the people below stared at him... or rather, at the soup dumplings in his hand, swallowing hard with every gulp.

Someone suddenly looked down at the flyer in their hand and, sure enough, found the soup dumplings on it.

The person, who was practically drooling with envy, couldn't help but ask.

"Hey bro, where did you buy these soup dumplings? Can you tell me where?"

"They still sell soup dumplings? That's amazing!"

After finishing a soup dumpling with satisfaction, the captain licked his lips with a lingering chuckle.

"You call a soup dumpling amazing? You've never seen anything like it!"

These words made the teammates who were maintaining order nearby curl their lips in disapproval.

You make it sound like you were so successful before.

"Take a good look at the flyers in your hands. Compared to other things, what are these soup dumplings?"

The onlookers then took a closer look at the flyers in their hands, and after seeing the menu on them, some looked up in disbelief.

"You mean, you mean, all the dishes listed on this flyer, all of them are available?"

"How is that possible! There are at least a dozen or twenty dishes on this list, including chicken, duck, fish, meat, and vegetables. How could there possibly be those things now!"

Within a radius of hundreds of miles around the major bases, people were practically digging three feet into the ground in search of food.

Even the base leader can't get such good food, so how could it possibly be available outside?

Hey! You still don't believe me?

The team leader held up the insulated container in his hand, "So, do you think the soup dumplings I'm holding are fake?"

Everyone fell silent. How could it be fake?

The fragrance was so strong it could travel for miles, how could it be fake...?

"Do you own this restaurant, brother? Where is it located? I'll definitely come and support you!"

Whether it's true or not, we'll just go and see for ourselves.

Many people shared the same thought as this person and began to ask questions.

The captain spoke slowly and deliberately, "I don't have that ability. It's not far, just in District 13, east of the city gate."

"What? District 13? Are you kidding us?"

"Exactly, what kind of good person would open a restaurant in that godforsaken place? They're not crazy."

"As expected, after all that, he was just a fraud!"

"Hey! Let me finish!" The captain jumped onto the platform anxiously.

"I really didn't lie to you. Our team took on a mission in District 13 and accidentally ran into that restaurant owner, and even had a big meal there."

"Well..." He pointed to the soup dumplings in his hand, "The owner knew I was from the base, so she sold me these soup dumplings cheaply so I could advertise for her and attract some customers."

Seeing that he spoke with such conviction, and with the soup dumplings as evidence, the crowd looked at him with a mixture of belief and skepticism.

"It's a bit expensive to eat at that restaurant. If you're going, remember to bring plenty of points, or you can prepare some other things. The owner will also accept valuable items in exchange."

When they heard him say that the meal was a bit expensive, for some reason, the onlookers believed him even more.

I knew it! That makes sense!

Food is so precious now; you can't buy it even with points.

If it were really dirt cheap, they would be even more suspicious.

"But District 13 has long been occupied by advanced mutated creatures. How can we get there in such a dangerous place?"

"Exactly, I don't know if the owner has something wrong with him, opening a restaurant in such a godforsaken place."

"Cough cough!"

The team leader cleared his throat. To be honest, they didn't know why Boss Wen would open his shop in such a place.

But then I thought about Boss Wen's skills, maybe strong people like her just enjoy the thrill...

"You don't need to worry. That restaurant owner is incredibly powerful. She wiped out all the mutated creatures in District 13. You can go without worry."

"What? I heard there are dozens of mutated creatures in District 13, and they're all A-level. How is that possible?"

"Yes, even the government has sent several teams there, but they all never returned..."

If that restaurant owner could really wipe out all those advanced mutated creatures, how powerful would he have to be...?

No one dared to imagine it.

"Moreover, I heard that Mr. Wen is here on business and won't be staying long. If any of you want to go and have a bite to eat, hurry up, or you'll miss out on food once he leaves!"

With lightning speed, the captain shared the soup dumplings with his teammates, completed his mission, and left behind a bunch of eager onlookers. Satisfied, he patted his behind and left.

Hehe, he's going to collect his reward from Boss Wen tomorrow!

He wants to eat that secret-recipe braised beef steak!