The apocalypse begins with a dungeon game.

As a result, this work lasted a full 5 hours.

Li Can was busy in the kitchen, his clothes soaked with sweat. He wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve and walked out of the kitchen, only to find the entire hall filled with strange guests.

After seeing off the first and second groups of customers, his small restaurant became a well-known name.

Those weirdos went out and spread the word about how delicious the green pepper and shredded pork rice bowl was.

This has led to the restaurant becoming extremely popular. At one point, not only was the lobby packed, but long queues had also formed outside the glass doors.

"No way." Li Can stared in disbelief at the long line that stretched out in the night, his vision blurring.

What did they used to eat? They just casually put their culinary skills to use, and that's how they got such good reviews?

Li Can seems to have found a second spring in his career at a small restaurant in the dungeon world, but it's not exactly a life-changing experience.

Huang Xiaoqi was so busy at the front desk that her feet barely touched the ground; she was spinning around like a little top.

The kitchen was piled high with used plates, and even the frozen meat in the refrigerator was all used up.

The supply of ingredients is almost nonexistent.

Li Can stood at the kitchen doorway, leaning against the wall, gazing at everything outside.

"Honey, don't rest, we're too busy." Although Huang Xiaoqi was exhausted and looked pale, her tone was cheerful and she seemed happy.

"Okay, I just came out to take a look."

She was quite pleased with herself, as she was making so much money that her hands were sore from collecting it.

Li Can's hands, which were tossing the wok behind her, were sore from the effort.

Among a bunch of eerie objects of the same color, Li Can spotted the shadowy figure of a man.

The man wore a chef's hat and an apron stained with grease and turned a creamy yellow. His plump belly pushed the apron up, and he would occasionally lean against the restaurant door, peering inside.

He seems to be the owner of the restaurant next door.

Li Can knew he was taking away his business, but that wasn't what he wanted. He actually hoped the weirdos could go next door and have a chat.

The fat boss's face was covered with fat, and his eyelids, filled with fat, were squinted into tiny slits, indicating poor eyesight.

Every time he ran over to Li Can, his anger grew stronger until his face turned the color of constipation.

He looks really angry.

"We're closing now, guests. We've used up all our ingredients for today. Please come again tomorrow." Huang Xiaoqi saw off the last group of customers.

She turned around and skipped around like a little sparrow, showing Li Can the afternoon's sales figures.

Both of their exit certificates had an extra amount added to them, but they were still a long way from reaching the maximum amount on the certificate.

"We're so lucky today!"

"Honey, you're amazing!"

Li Can was a little agitated, and the sound squeezed out from between her throat, "Hahaha."

"Let's get to work. We're out of ingredients in the shop. We need to go out and get some more, or we'll be in big trouble tomorrow."

"You can clean up the front now, I'll go tidy up the back."

As she spoke, Huang Xiaoqi packed up her things and ran to the kitchen to start preparing to wash the dishes.

"Okay, okay," Li Can replied.

The lobby was a mess, with dark green slime piled up all over the floor, seemingly turning the place into a small river. Walking in it was like wading through a river, with each step sinking deep into the water.

Li Can is questioning the meaning of life.

That doesn't make sense.

These strange creatures were so easy to talk to. Throughout the whole process, they didn't do anything unusual, and neither Huang Xiaoqi nor I received any negative feedback or angered them.

They came happily, and left patting their bellies, having eaten and drunk their fill.

With a wave of the hand, not a single cloud is taken away.

All that was left for them was a sparse amount of money for the green pepper and shredded pork rice bowl.

"Where exactly did things go wrong..." Li Can was still pondering how to earn more money next, fill up the exit certificate, and then exit the dungeon.

The next second, a rustling noise came from outside the door.

The chubby indigenous owner of the restaurant next door had a cleaver and a large rolling pin tucked into his waistband on either side.

Several men followed behind him, who appeared to be shop assistants.

They came with menacing airs, clearly not with good intentions.

"Smash it!"

The fat boss gave the order, and several skinny guys rushed forward with kitchen knives and other weapons, pushed open the glass door, and started smashing and beating things inside.

The ceramic plate and table were overturned and fell to the ground, but because of the sticky liquid soaking the floor, there was no damage at all.

Everything was protected by a sticky, viscous substance.

The fat boss was furious and ran towards Li Can with a cleaver he pulled from his waist.

He stumbled after a few steps, tripped over his own feet, and fell to the ground. Because of his excessive obesity, he was unable to move easily. His face was pressed against the ground, and he almost couldn't get up and drowned.

"Sigh." Li Can almost laughed out loud, but held back and finally let out a long sigh.

"Is this what business warfare is like?" He looked at these guys who clearly had no practical experience, with a melancholy expression.

Those guys clearly didn't eat much; they were so thin they were practically skin and bones, and the words "malnutrition" were written all over their faces.

Every movement he made looked like his arms and legs could break.

The only meal they had was probably eaten by their boss, but he's so fat, he probably has fatty liver and high blood pressure, high cholesterol, and high blood sugar.

He was panting heavily after running just a couple of steps; he was exhausted.

Several skinny guys, trembling, grabbed the fat boss's arm and tried to pull him outside.

However, after squatting down and standing up, without using much force, another person collapsed, seemingly suffering from hypoglycemia.

"Help, help me..." The fat boss's voice was muffled in the ground as he struggled to stretch one hand forward.

Finally, unable to bear it any longer, Li Can, both angry and amused, pulled the person, arms and legs, straight out of the ground and threw them onto the table next to him.

"Thump!" The fat boss collapsed onto the chopping board like a plump seal.

"What? Are you going to keep smashing things? Should I step back and give you some space so you can continue your fight?"

Li Can wiped his hands with a napkin from the table next to him, then crossed his arms and watched the group of people with a leisurely air.

The shopkeeper knew how heavy he was, and when he saw Li Can hang him up with just one hand, he immediately realized the difference in strength between the group.

What's more, he was the one who started the trouble, and in the end, the other person kindly saved him.

From any perspective, it's unacceptable to continue maliciously retaliating against the young couple's restaurant.

"No, no, Xing Dazhuang, you're a real man. Well, thank you for saving me despite our past grievances." He stammered, a little embarrassed.

When the men saw that their boss had changed his attitude, they quickly stood together respectfully and surrendered.

He tilted his head, not daring to look directly at Li Can, seemingly obediently waiting for his boss's next instructions.

"Oh, so how will you repay me?" Li Can smiled, holding a rag in one hand and wiping the sticky substance off his stomach.

He held his hand affectionately with his other hand until the fat boss cried out in pain, his knuckles almost deformed.

"Ah, ah? Yes, yes, please forgive my rudeness." He quickly scanned his surroundings, wailing repeatedly, "I'll get the staff to clean the whole shop right away!"

"Qian Shi? What are you doing here, you fatso? Are you crazy?" Huang Xiaoqi, who had been busy in the back for most of the day, seemed to have only just heard the noise. She quickly ran out with a pig-slaughtering knife in her hand and stood next to Li Can.

She was so angry when she saw the fat boss sitting on the table looking disheveled that her hair almost stood on end.

"Are you out of your mind? If you're so capable, then cause trouble while the guests are here. You only dare to come over after the guests have left. What a coward!" With that, he plunged the knife directly between Qian Shi's legs.

The blade slid in as smoothly as cutting tofu.

Qian Shi looked down at the knife in his crotch, its blade still pointing at his genitals, and felt like crying.

What kind of monsters are these two...?