After Su Luo unwrapped the rose pie for the tenth time today, the gourmet finally recovered from the oppressive feeling of the rose beauty and began his daily work.

"I'm sorry, boss, you've suffered these past few days." The gourmet said with some guilt, looking at the rose pie in his boss's hand.

It's all because of me that our boss is suffering so much, to the point that he can only eat rose petal pies. That's too tragic! Look, he's gotten so thin from hunger. We have to make him up later and give him a special meal!

Without further ado, the food critic strode to the refrigerator to select today's ingredients.

Normally, Su Luo would have her smart butler move the things she needed to use every day from her storage warehouse to various places. It was thanks to Xiao Yi that Su Luo's life became much easier, and her secrets were no longer known to everyone.

Seeing the kitchen overflowing with food, the food critic rolled up his sleeves without hesitation and got to work, soon the sound of chopping meat could be heard.

The gourmet never expected that Huapi, who usually just sits and waits for food, would sneak into the kitchen and ask him questions as if he had no reason to.

"Xiaomei, you're short-handed here, right? I'll help you!"

foodie:?

Are you alright?

Facing the food critic's questioning look, Huapi pretended not to notice and tried to justify himself, saying, "Look, I do own a restaurant, so I know more about kitchen matters than anyone else."

Seeing that the food connoisseur was still hesitant, Huapi put on an apron and helped pick the vegetables. "Don't be confused. The boss hasn't had a decent meal in days. I'll speed things up for you so he can eat as soon as possible!"

Hearing this, the food critic finally relented. Since it was for the boss, of course he would agree. The painted skin also made sense; the boss had lost a lot of weight and needed to be fed!

Today, his plan was to prepare a feast of both humans and monsters, using both the newly learned human recipes and monster recipes. One monster was indeed a bit too much to handle.

And so, the painted skin naturally settled in the kitchen. But not long after, the kitchen sliding door was pushed open again, and a money tree with its canopy poked its head in.

"Xiaomei, do you need someone here? Oh, yes, I do. I'll help, I'll come and help!"

foodie:?

What the hell are you doing? I didn't say a word, and you've already said everything?

Seeing the "Gong Xi Fa Cai" (Wishing you prosperity) people strutting in, the food critic was a little confused. What's wrong with everyone today?

Conversely, Gong Xi Fa Cai, after entering the kitchen, let out a long sigh of relief. He then earnestly picked up his apron and hung it on his head. Looking around, he realized there weren't many tasks he could handle. He looked up at the food critic and tentatively asked, "Um... do you need me to start a fire?"

Upon hearing this, even the masked man looked over, thinking to himself, "Wow, that's ruthless, buddy. Starting a fire? Are you going to use your own branches to start a fire?"

The group of ghosts remained frozen in the eerie atmosphere for a moment, when the kitchen sliding door was pushed open again, and Brother Brain rushed in like lightning, carrying a bag of brains.

foodie:?

What's going on? Everyone's come here to take refuge?

It's just a rose-patterned wedding dress, a mere three-star monster. Are you really that scared? Is it really necessary?

It really is that serious!

Thinking back to their cowardly behavior a few days ago, the food critic sighed inwardly and let these strange things go unchecked.

This eerie atmosphere reached its peak after the steamed bun squeezed in through the crack in the kitchen door.

At the same time, while waiting for the feast, Su Luo made herself a simple bowl of ice jelly in the front reception room. She added a lot of brown sugar and rose petals, along with some semi-finished taro balls and pearls. It tasted delicious with the shaved ice.

"Ms. Su, look, these are the pictures I saved on my computer."

Ma Wenbo opened his laptop, found the file, and shared it with Su Luo.

Before this, Su Luo hadn't expected that the backpack Ma Wenbo was carrying contained not supplies, but a laptop.

According to him, that notebook was his life; it contained his graduation thesis, and he couldn't lose it! Not even in the apocalypse!

However, the laptop had been unable to turn on due to a lack of power, but Su Luo had power! During the days Su Luo was away, while others were busy stockpiling food, Ma Bowen was stockpiling electricity. The moment he received the Los Angeles Coins, he immediately recharged the battery.

Unlike the brick houses where the administrators lived, the village houses where they lived required payment for water, electricity, and gas. It was really just a temporary place to stay, but even this temporary place was hundreds of times better than the outside world.

At least none of the new villagers who came back with Su Luo last time regretted it!

With the energy brought back by Su Luo, the agricultural machinery can now work overtime, and he can also take out some of his privately owned luxury cars for a spin. How pleasant!

Of course, Su Luo wouldn't reveal the existence of unlimited energy. He only said that he bought it for free outside, and Xiao Yi would replenish it whenever it was almost used up.

This is Su Luo's biggest secret, a secret that can only be kept by her alone. It is a secret that must never be known to outsiders before she has sufficient power and prestige.

"A common man is innocent, but he is guilty of possessing a treasure." If this news were to leak out, she would likely become a coveted item for both the supernatural and humans. Even if Su Luo were brainless, she wouldn't do such a thing.

Looking at the picture on the computer and comparing it with the lucky charm next to me, it really does look very similar.

“I found this by chance in an archaeological team,” Ma Bowen said, adjusting his glasses.

"An archaeological team?" Su Luo frowned, a hint of doubt in his eyes. "Didn't you study agriculture?"

"Ahem, ahem." Hearing this, Ma Bowen coughed a few times awkwardly, waved his hand and said with a hint of shame, "To be honest, Miss Su, I have loved antiques and archaeology since I was a child, but I failed my exam and was not admitted to a top university. Instead, I ended up studying agriculture by chance."

"I volunteered for that archaeological team during my vacation. They were excavating a very remote ancient tomb, or rather, an ancient city."

"That ancient city was also discovered by chance. Our entire archaeological team searched through historical records but could not find any relevant information. It seems to have disappeared into history out of thin air."

"The artifacts unearthed from that ancient city are enough to shock the world; the things inside are incredibly advanced, perhaps even more advanced than what we had before the apocalypse!"

"This is what we unearthed back then."

"However, whether it was due to thieves or some other reason, on the last night before our archaeological team was about to leave with these artifacts, everything we had excavated disappeared!"

"Gone?" Upon hearing this, Su Luo realized that something was amiss.

"Yes, they're gone. They vanished into thin air without a trace. If it weren't for these photos, it would seem like our imagination!"

Upon hearing this, Su Luo examined the picture again more closely, and it indeed looked exactly like Zhao Cai! He then stroked Zhao Cai, who showed no signs of waking up, and became interested in where this strange thing came from.