Chapter 378
Time was running short, so she simply used her ability, **Yingzi Caokong** (Shadow Manipulation), to separate a shadow to help her handle some of the less complicated processes.
During this time, several players who had discovered the **Hunaozhi** (Chaos Points) gameplay came to ambush her, but they were swiftly repelled by Mai Mang Xie Xie.
While Song Gui was out earning Hunaozhi, Yu Xun Ge quietly ran to the front counter and shouted outside, “Come check out our fresh rice wine cakes and meat patties!”
After shouting, she flew back to check her Hunaozhi—she had gained a point!
But before she could celebrate, something lightly thudded against the back of her head, causing no damage at all.
Looking down, she saw a green feather. The item information she saw seemed fine.
Yu Xun Ge: “Can you scan this? It’s nothing wrong, right?”
B8017913: “No problem. Why are you collecting this?”
Yu Xun Ge: “Can’t your program calculate it?”
B8017913: “It can, but it’s so unethical that I can’t believe it.”
Yu Xun Ge: “Is selling it at a high price to Li Zhou really unethical? Do you think she won’t throw a fit if I don’t sell it to her?”
B8017913: “I believe it.”
……
In the year 8598 of the Chaos Star Sea, on February 15th at 1:00 AM.
A low hum, reminiscent of a deep-sea whale, echoed through the food street of the Hunaozhi Restaurant.
Immediately, countless shadows appeared at the edge of the starry sky.
Song Gui sat behind the counter, perched on a high stool crafted from magic, with a refreshing drink made by Yu Xun Ge at her side.
Mai Mang Xie Xie was busy cleaning up the mess and scraps left by Yu Xun Ge’s cooking with a cleaning machine.
Mai Quan Xiong Ni was waiting for the restaurant to make some income; otherwise, he wouldn’t be able to go out for supplies.
Yu Xun Ge quickly placed plate after plate of prepared food on the serving table between the counter and the kitchen.
At her side, a dish resembling sashimi was loudly complaining:
“You cut me too thick! I should be sliced 0.01mm thinner! And you’d better soak me in glacial water for five minutes to activate my flavor. If you’re feeling generous, sprinkle a bit of ghost sugar on me.”
Ghost sugar? There was only a tiny jar of that in the entire kitchen, barely bigger than her pinky…
Yu Xun Ge delivered the dish with a flavor rating of 35% to the serving table, continuing to cook while using **Zhe Rizi Meifa Guole** (This Day Can’t Go On) on another dish.
A new round of complaints began.
No one knew what kind of customers would come; she needed to whip up dishes with even higher flavor ratings quickly.
This was a battlefield, and Hunaozhi had turned players against each other. But what about the customers? Were they really that harmless?
Would they not hesitate to beat up the chef if the food didn’t suit their taste?
**Chapter 492: Divine Game: Hunaozhi Restaurant 7**
At this moment, all players returned to their own restaurants.
Song Gui arranged several of her best fast food items in front of the counter.
Next to her was a menu written by Yu Xun Ge, but it hadn’t been priced yet.
At least, their little team hadn’t set any prices on the surface.
Mai Mang Xie Xie had spent the longest time in the battlefield and had played many games, encountering various cosmic beings. He had even bought food here, but the currencies used by cosmic beings were all different, and even he couldn’t set a price.
Yu Xun Ge was mixing drinks, mentally asking B8017913: “You can’t set a price either?”
B8017913: “No, every cosmic being has a different currency, and their personalities vary too.”
“The difficulty of the **Cashier** position in this game lies in communicating with customers, trying to receive currency that matches the value of the food, ensuring the restaurant doesn’t lose money—at least enough funds to buy ingredients.”
The challenge of the **Chef** position was in handling various unfamiliar ingredients and turning them into delicious dishes.
So far, Yu Xun Ge hadn’t wasted a single ingredient. Without B8017913’s help, if she wasted a lot of ingredients, the restaurant might not even earn enough for a second supply run, getting stuck right at the starting point.
This situation wasn’t unheard of; just minutes before opening, several waves of players had come to snatch the dishes Yu Xun Ge had prepared, all of which were repelled by Mai Mang Xie Xie and the others.
What about the challenges of **Cleaning** and **Restocking**?
She glanced at Song Gui, who was staring at the menu at the counter, unable to discern any hint of tension from her.
**Song Gui, Level 15, 100%┃100%┃Calm as Water┃Taboo: Forgotten by the World┃Weakness: None**
How could she have no weaknesses?
Suddenly, B8017913’s voice echoed in her mind: “You’re too focused on her.”
Yu Xun Ge was startled. When had she started paying so much attention to an alien player?
Clearly, Mai Mang Xie Xie and Mai Quan Xiong Ni were also present; why was she fixated on Song Gui?
She discreetly observed Mai Mang Xie Xie and Mai Quan Xiong Ni, noticing they were both engrossed in their own tasks, their attention drawn to the shadows in the starry sky.
Yu Xun Ge: “Something’s definitely off. Haven’t you been able to see through her disguise yet?”
B8017913: “I can’t detect anything; her level isn’t lower than mine.”
Yu Xun Ge: “Didn’t you say you were special?”
B8017913: “Oh, that place often has deities wandering around.”
Yu Xun Ge: …
What a bunch of slackers!!!
Soon, the customers began to arrive. Their restaurant was somewhat set back, as Yu Xun Ge had noticed when she scouted earlier; she couldn’t see the end of the street in either direction.
But thankfully, the customers didn’t start browsing from the street; they likely had their own criteria for selecting restaurants.
One customer, shrouded in mist, landed at the entrance of their restaurant.
Yu Xun Ge, the crab, and Mai Quan Xiong Ni couldn’t help but take a few steps forward, watching the confrontation between Song Gui and the customer.
Song Gui pushed a few tasting plates toward the customer without mentioning any prices, then took a bite of a piece of fruit candy specially made by Yu Xun Ge.
The customer extended a hooked claw from the mist, snagging a meat patty and dragging it into the fog. The sound of unpleasant chewing echoed, yet Yu Xun Ge inexplicably felt a sense of pleasure and satisfaction.
That wasn’t her emotion.
The customer finished all the samples and silently turned to leave.
With a clang, a pure white giant hammer, nearly as tall as Yu Xun Ge, slammed down in front of the customer, blocking its path. The hammer was covered in intricate magical runes glowing with a faint green light.
Song Gui uttered a word that sounded quite strange.
B8017913 promptly translated: “Ancient Mist Language, meaning ‘Pay Up.’”
Mai Mang Xie Xie and Mai Quan Xiong Ni immediately rushed over, standing at the entrance like bullies.
Such situations were not uncommon; many restaurants faced diners trying to dine and dash.
B8017913: “Aren’t you going to help?”
Yu Xun Ge: “... Am I supposed to deliver food?”
Despite her words, Yu Xun Ge still walked over; they were a team, and she had to show her attitude!
She rolled up her sleeves and stood behind Song Gui, firmly shielding the beautiful owl queen.
B8017913: “Sigh.”
Yu Xun Ge: “Don’t say anything. I’ve realized I really don’t want to hear you talk right now!”
B8017913: “Alright.”
Song Gui didn’t turn around or shoo her away; she didn’t even scold her. Instead, her wings slightly unfurled, completely protecting Yu Xun Ge.
Yu Xun Ge: “…”
Li Zhou, perhaps some things aren’t your fault…
If Feng Tang and Wu Ren were here, the best outcome would be to ignore her, and the worst would be to demand protection money after everything was over. It was nothing like Song Gui…
Even surrounded by the staff, the misty customer remained unfazed, babbling a long string of words at Song Gui.
As soon as the words left its mouth, Yu Xun Ge broke the rules.
B8017913: “It said, ‘Not tasty.’”
Yu Xun Ge tried to say, “I have a rule that my dishes cannot be rated as not tasty by customers.”
Correct √
Yu Xun Ge’s Rule Four lit up.
This rule was quite problematic; no matter how good a chef was, they couldn’t cater to every customer’s taste.
Many rules, even if she knew them, she couldn’t completely avoid.
For instance, **Game Rule Twenty-Six: The number of dishes washed per hour must exceed 100**; she had already given up on that rule. She had tried washing one dish before, and Mai Mang Xie Xie’s Hunaozhi had dropped by a point.
If she had to wash 100, Mai Mang Xie Xie’s Hunaozhi would drop to zero.
If she dared to do that, even if it meant offending Mai Mang Xie Xie, their strongest combatant, she could still find ways to earn some Hunaozhi. Mai Mang Xie Xie wouldn’t be overly picky; directly washing 100 Hunaozhi would be seen as a provocation.
It was just a matter of breaking the rules once an hour; she could afford that.
Song Gui was still communicating with the customer in Ancient Mist Language.
She wasn’t speaking quickly, and Yu Xun Ge suspected Song Gui was mimicking the mechanical race she had contracted with.
After exchanging a few words with no results, Song Gui was ready to let the customer go—she didn’t intend to take the initiative to test the waters for other players when the situation was unclear.
Just like with the Hunaozhi matter earlier, she had let Mai Mang Xie Xie go first, only stepping in when she found the outcome was favorable.
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