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

"There really is a restaurant here..."

Looking at the clean and bright restaurant in front of them, everyone finally believed what Zhao Feng had said earlier.

"Nuan Nuan, you are back."

Ludwig was the first to come out and look her up and down before he was relieved to see that she was alright.

They had originally wanted to go with them to pick up the person, but Wen Nuan refused, saying that she was fine on her own.

Knowing that Wen Nuan was protected by the system, they weren't worried and let her do as she pleased.

"Yes, yes, I brought a lot of guests back, and I'm ready to entertain them!"

The three men standing at the door, though different in temperament, were all exceptionally handsome, leaving everyone stunned.

Apart from Zhao Feng, who had been there before, the others walked hesitantly and cautiously into the restaurant.

Because the sky was overcast, the restaurant was lit up even though it was daytime.

"This is too extravagant..."

The base has limited electricity, so lights are not allowed to be turned on during the day, nor can they be turned on.

At night, it can only be driven for an hour after it gets completely dark.

Those who can afford it might light a candle, but most people have to rely entirely on the dark at night.

"Mr. Wen, are you satisfied with the task you assigned me?"

Looking at the restaurant that was instantly full, Wen Nuan smiled and said, "Satisfied, very satisfied."

"Captain Zhao, take a look at what you want. As we agreed before, I'll give you a 50% discount no matter how much it is."

This was also part of the deal they had agreed upon beforehand.

Zhao Feng and his colleagues helped her attract customers, and when they came to the restaurant, they would give them a 50% discount.

Seeing Wen Nuan's straightforwardness, Zhao Feng breathed a sigh of relief and grinned foolishly.

"That's great, that's exactly what I wanted to do this time, I was planning to buy a lot more."

Discount opportunities don't come often, so of course he wanted to buy more.

It's a pity he's not a space-age ability user, otherwise he could have bought even more.

Then Zhao Feng skillfully placed the order and packed it himself, the whole process was exceptionally practiced.

The aroma of the food wafts everywhere as it's brought out of the kitchen, making those who haven't ordered yet already drool.

They looked at the menu in their hands, hesitating about which one to order.

"Can we order all of these dishes?"

"My God, they even have meat and vegetables! Where did the owner get all this stuff?"

Smelling the aroma of the food Zhao Feng was eating, those who had been watching finally couldn't resist anymore and raised their hands, drooling.

"Boss, I'd like an order of golden fried rice, please."

The fried rice arrived quickly, and the man swallowed hard as he looked at the steaming, fragrant, and golden-brown fried rice in front of him.

I first carefully took a bite, and the rich aroma of eggs and the subtle sweetness of rice filled my mouth, making it impossible to stop eating.

The person who was initially worried about whether there was anything wrong with the food and planned to take a bite first to observe, couldn't resist anymore.

Damn it! So be it if I die!

It was worth it to be able to eat such delicious food before I die!

Thinking this way, the man stopped caring and kept putting food into his mouth.

Even after the small bowl of fried rice was completely empty, the person didn't seem to be in any trouble.

The group of people, who were practically drooling with envy, were finally relieved.

"Boss, give me a large fried rice too!"

"Boss, I'd like a fried rice and a beggar's chicken!"

"Boss, boss, I'd like to order steak and roast duck, and a serving of fried rice too!"

When all the guests were ordering at the same time, Wen Nuan was extremely busy.

"Coming, coming, just a moment, one at a time!"

To avoid mistakes, the four people each took a few tables and were responsible for the guests at those tables.

Then everyone was slightly surprised by how quickly the restaurant served the food.

However, once their food was served, they didn't have time to think about anything else and just focused on eating.

For a moment, the restaurant, which was usually full of customers, was unusually quiet, with only the occasional tapping of bowls and chopsticks and the sound of chewing.

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"What? Are you sure?"

In an office somewhere in the base, a man frowned as he looked at his subordinate, wondering if there was something wrong with his ears.

What restaurant? What kind of food? How could that be?

The subordinate standing in the office said respectfully, "Boss, it's absolutely true. The news has spread throughout almost the entire base."

"They say a mysterious restaurant suddenly appeared in District 13, and it has all kinds of food."

"Moreover, as long as you can afford the price, you can eat as much as you want, as if there is no food shortage at all."

The man narrowed his eyes, his expression cryptic, and asked, "Are you sure this news is true?"

“It really can’t be truer!”

"Have you checked? What's the background of that restaurant?"

"I checked, but I found nothing, including the owner and the employees. I've never seen or heard of them before."

As he said this, the subordinate couldn't help but touch his neck.

It's really weird. That lousy restaurant seems to have appeared out of thin air. I've never paid attention to it before.

Besides, in this day and age, where can you find so many ingredients? And so fresh?

"Heh, that's interesting..."

The man stood by the window, looking outside, a calculating glint in his eyes.

"We have a lot of people in our base, but not much food. It doesn't matter if those ordinary people die."

"But we can't afford to lose any of our superpowered members. Since this restaurant is so powerful, shouldn't we, as fellow countrymen, give them a helping hand?"

Although he said "support," the man's eyes were cold, clearly indicating that there was another meaning behind his words.

The subordinate immediately understood his meaning, "Yes, I understand!"

This is an unofficial base; its leader was just an ordinary white-collar worker before the apocalypse.

Because he unexpectedly awakened his fire-type ability and encountered several fortuitous events, his level increased rapidly.

The man usually enjoys reading novels while at work, and with the arrival of the apocalypse, coupled with the changes that have occurred in his life...

This convinced him that he was the chosen one who could save the world.

Later, he simply used his special abilities to recruit some people, and then gradually expanded to become the current leader of the base.

In his view, this suddenly appearing restaurant must be a stroke of luck for him, a sign that God knew they were short of food and sent them food!

Hahaha, it's like the heavens are helping Lin Aotian!