The system-recommended Delicious Chef profession only adds a little bit of all-stats, and there are only two skills that are really useful.

Passive Skill Delicious Master, Active Skill Hero Feast.

Delicious master upgrades require constant cooking of delicious dishes, and this one is not in a hurry. The appearance of the Hero's Feast has a problem with the chances, which have a lot to do with the ingredients used in cooking.

Hero's Feast is low with normal ingredients, while active plants increase the success rate by at least 5%.

If you come across more precious ingredients in the future, the success rate will increase.

& Delicious Master >

& Hero's Feast >

Succeeding in a hero's feast has increased a little experience point, and there is still a long way to go in the later upgrades

There was no word all night, and the fog cleared in the early morning, revealing a warm morning light.

The wide sycamore leaves bring a touch of freshness, and a few young girl scouts are discussing the "qigong food" that has become very popular lately in their backyard tents.

& Ni, have you ever eaten 'Qigong Food'? I heard that not only is it delicious, but it also has a magic show. ”

The little guy who asked the question was obviously showing off a little, and his little head was held high with pride, just waiting for the other to reply, 'No>

Jenny is small, with a hint of food on her face, and she looks like she is malnourished in normal times.

& I've eaten. Jenny's voice was very small, like a mosquito flapping its wings, and it made people feel weak.

&Say what? Have you eaten? Do you know how much 'Qigong Food' costs for one time? ”

> Ah, even if your mother slept with a lot of men, she couldn't make up the money. ”

In the face of the ridicule of her peers, Jenny wanted to explain loudly that her mother was not that kind of woman, but her long-term cowardly personality made her only bury her head deeply.

>> I know, how can a guy who can't even pay the Boy Scout management fee have eaten it, and it's really a liar! ”

As he spoke, he pinched Jenny hard.

&

Jenny burst into tears, but she didn't dare to really cry. If they cry, these guys will definitely torture themselves even harder.

Like those who are always bullied in the movies, Jenny is the weakest in this small group. After a few years, if she doesn't get help, she is likely to become a "bus" or a humanoid plastic doll for her fellow men.

The Boy Scouts assemble and the rest of the dirty work is taken care of by Jenny. Her skinny body was bent by the heavy tent, and her little hands were cut by the sharp edges of the grill

By the time Jenny got home, it was past three o'clock in the afternoon.

&Hell, what are you doing? I don't know if I'm going to attend a Alcoholics Mutual Aid Association in the afternoon? ”

The sloppy mother, who was full of alcohol, was still holding a chubby baby boy in her arms, and looked at Jenny with an unkind expression.

Jenny lowered her head, her hands stirring the corners of her clothes, her eyes fixed on the tips of her shoes and she didn't speak.

&Dead, like your waste father, lump of wood!! As soon as she pushed away Jenny's thin body, the drunkard's mother cursed hatefully as she kept the key on Jenny.

Picking up the key, Jenny stood silently at the door until she heard the "bang" of her mother slamming the car door behind her, and then opened the door and entered the house.

Very simple house, not even much valuable furniture and objects. On the floor were cheap blankets that had long since faded and fluffed, and most of the furniture was from old goods, always bearing serious signs of wear and tear.

Fresh vomit can often be found in the corners of the house, the work of the alcoholic mother.

Although she claimed to be quitting drinking, she always carried the key to the wine cabinet with her.

After carefully cleaning up, Jenny didn't dare to push too the furniture, for fear that the "squeaky" old goods would fall apart directly.

For lunch and dinner, it's a pizza that's been hard for a long time, and there's even beer foam sticking to it.

After checking the doors and windows of the backyard, Jenny came to her room with pizza and water. It's a small attic room that's cleaned and has the freshness of a girl.

The moment the door was closed, Jenny's frowning brows slowly relaxed, and her cautious movements relaxed. This is the only place where Jenny is home, where she can relax completely.

Taking small bites of the cold hard pizza, Jenny found some cheap ointment to apply to the scars. Looking at her skillful movements, it is estimated that she usually does not do less.

Gently rubbing the scars, Jenny's delicate thin eyebrows wrinkled slightly from time to time.

No one here cares about her, even if she has several extra scars, even if she hasn't eaten for days.

The mother was an alcoholic and gave birth to a son with a homeless man in order to get more money. The tall, burly homeless man had seen Jenny before, and the abnormal enthusiasm in his eyes scared her.

Jenny lives in this kind of family environment, and the only way to protect herself is a sharp knife that is secretly hidden.

After dealing with the scars, Jenny took a shower with cold water. The gas and electricity in the house have long been cut off, and if you don't drink water to survive, it is estimated that the running water will also be cut off.

Pack yourself, it's past six o'clock in the afternoon.

Relaxed, Jenny took out a small box hidden deep under the bed, the small box was very light, but Jenny held it carefully, as if there was a precious treasure inside.

Inside, it was indeed Jenny's treasure, a few brightly colored headbands, a worn-out plastic toy, a few dollars stacked neatly on top of each other, and a few coins.

Whenever she saw those beautiful knives, Jenny couldn't help but feel the urge to spend them.

Counting the dollars that could be seen at a glance again, and carefully placing them, Jenny's eyes slowly fell on a cheap pendant.

It was a pendant given to her by her father, and Jenny cherished it very much.

& "Click" pendant opened, revealing two photos inside.

An old and yellowish one with a middle-aged man with some protruding cheekbones and a somewhat cold and hard expression on it. One is a photo of Jenny, which is a group photo of the Boy Scouts, carefully cut out by Jenny with scissors.

Clutching the charm, Jenny fell asleep at some point

Wiping off the sticky high-grade cream on his face, Dole poured a sip of ginger ale.

& Some little ones can really toss, I was a good boy when I was a child, and I liked to read books and newspapers. ”

Parker was also in a mess, packing up the dishes and kitchenware, and looked relieved.

The two had just attended a birthday party, and when the group of little girls saw the "qigong food", all they had left was screaming and screaming, just like what kind of "planetary rice".

Dole and Parker weren't very old, and those little girls were probably about to graduate from junior high school, so they left several enthusiastic phone numbers for the two.