I'm Opening a Restaurant in Collapse

Miss Chen is studying abroad alone. For some reason, her mood is always low, and bad things happen one after another. Her negative emotions finally reach the threshold, which triggers this terrifying scene.

The girl, emotional, is indeed the prey that Honkai likes. Fortunately, Zhao Bai arrived in time, otherwise it would have to be handed over to the aftermath team.

Miss Chen will be erased without a trace.

She sighed, and after eating the last bite of beef, she sat down gently and sighed at Zhao Bai.

"Until now, I felt that I was alone and helpless in this world, and I was about to die alone. Until you came, I didn't know there was so much beauty in the world."

"My classmates pushed me away, my working colleagues isolated me, and even my parents didn't understand me, but it didn't seem to be that important anymore."

"I'm... very happy now."

Zhao Bai frowned, not knowing how to answer. He was not good at words, and he racked his brains to come up with a word of comfort.

"Only food and love can't be let down in the world."

After listening to Miss Chen, she was a little stunned. This is indeed like what a chef should say. It is full of impact and has a warm firework atmosphere, which made her want to apply for the chef academy.

She nodded and said, "Indeed, the food can't be let down."

Zhao Bai didn't care what Ms. Chen thought. He grabbed the 1000 yuan he had just earned, thinking about what new ingredients to buy, got on the motorcycle and drove away, disappearing into the night.

It has been two years since he came into this world.

From the ecstasy of discovering that he owns the entire Honkai III arsenal, to the shock of knowing that it can only be used for ingredients, and between the ups and downs, Zhao Bai has come out and concentrated on being a chef.

Of course, Zhao Bai took the entrance examination for St. Freya Academy. He studied in the extreme east branch as a reserve male Valkyrie. Apart from working and studying, he also opened a restaurant in St. Freya Academy.

As for finding out that the dishes he made can cure the collapse and treat the dead, this is completely unexpected joy.

Chapter 2: The days of living with Teresa

A person's identity is complex and cannot be summed up in one or two sentences.

Zhao Bai is like this. He was a food lover in his previous life. He has studied many domestic cuisines, including Japanese, Russian, Spanish, and Italian cuisine. He is also a captain.

He is keen to copy the wonderful dishes in "Little Master of China" and "The Spirit of Eating Halberds", and he never thought that he would travel.

But sometimes, the world is just so wonderful.

It doesn't matter how Zhao Bai crossed over, nor what kind of person he was in his previous life. He just wanted to be a food lover with peace of mind, and by the way, save those girls who were about to be swallowed up by the collapse.

Motorcycles fly in the sky, gradually rising into the clouds, heading towards the Far East.

Across the pitch-black ocean, the St. Freya Academy was unusually silent under the night sky. Zhao Bai's motorcycle entered the airspace of St. Freya directly without triggering any alarm.

This does not conform to common sense. St. Freya is the Far East branch of the destiny, a place to cultivate seedlings, and the security level is even higher than that of the Pentagon.

Zhao Bai broke in like this, as if entering a realm of no one.

The origin of everything is due to Zhao Bai's dirty deal with the head of the academy, Theresa Apokalis.

He honestly reported the fact that the food he cooked could be used to cure the collapse, and it was taken seriously by the head of the academy. When he saw that the food made by Zhao Bai was indeed able to cure the dead, the head of the school stayed at his house. .

There was no experiment with Zhao Bai, and there was no summons from the headquarters.

It's just that there is more rice at home.

Sometimes, Zhao Bai even suspected that the head of the school did not take this matter to heart at all. She just wanted to eat rice, and this matter was put on hold. Fortunately, the taste buds of the head of the school were easier to satisfy, and Zhao Bai did not. How troubled I feel.

He opened the door lightly, attracted by the noisy shooting sound, the living room TV flickered, and Theresa, who was wearing only her pajamas, was holding the controller and was concentrating on playing Doom, a hardcore FPS game.

Of course, Teresa isn't a hardcore gamer, otherwise she wouldn't be playing FPS with a controller.

Her gameplay is not hardcore either, lying on her back on the sofa with sleepy eyes, her nightdress rolled up to her butt, one thigh lying on the sofa, the other hanging on the ground, her white and tender feet tap the floor, both astringent and illegal .

The house is a little messy.

There are few men in Saint Freya, and Zhao Bai was fortunate enough to get a single-person dormitory. Until Theresa came to the door, he was silently studying cooking by himself.

But the head of the school did not carry out routine inspections, not even the most basic blood draw. She lived here with Zhao Bai, eating free food and playing games, while Zhao Bai was like a servant, at the mercy of the head of the school.

If you say it's cool or not, it's still a bit cool.

After all, she is the headmaster, the headmaster who will always be 12 years old, just listening to her voice is a kind of enjoyment.

But for 12-year-olds, it seems a little too early to play Doom.

Zhao Bai frowned and began to clean up the snack debris on the floor. Since Teresa lived here, the snacks she eats have no packaging bags, and are entirely handmade by Zhao Bai, a food lover.

The high-frequency cutting knife that can cut a thousand blades in an instant is just right for cutting potatoes.

The great sword of robbery, slow roasted at low temperature.

The thin potato chips curled in the fire, the salt and pepper grains jumped, like countless elves dancing wildly, when the salty and umami flavors permeated, the potato chips were finished.

The whole process is extremely artistic. Theresa is very optimistic about it. She consumes four or five catties of potatoes a day. The strange thing is that the head of the academy is always slender and small, as if she will not gain weight at all.

Zhao Bai didn't intend to disturb Teresa, just cleaned a little, turned off the TV, washed lightly, and quietly pushed open the door of the living room.

Unfortunately, Teresa's eyes opened a slit.

"Is it dark?"

Zhao Bai had to turn around and said righteously, "Your Excellency the principal, it is one o'clock in the morning in Far Eastern time, please go back to your room and sleep as soon as possible."

"Yawn~"