"Do I have another class after this?"

While Mingmei was lost in thought, the God of Cookery suddenly spoke.

"Yes, there's one more class today."

Mingmei acted like the chef's secretary, telling him his class schedule.

"That's good. I only have one more class before I'm off work."

Listen to that tone, that manner.

In the end, what you really wanted to say was that we were liberated, right?

Mingmei thought with sympathy, "Sure enough, it's not just the players who are suffering; the NPCs are suffering too."

Mingmei was just feeling sorry for the NPC chef when suddenly his gaze fell on her. He didn't say anything and just stared at her.

"The God of Cookery?" Feeling uncomfortable under his gaze, Mingmei spoke first, "What is it?"

"Hmm." The God of Cookery put his hands behind his back, tilted his head at a 45-degree angle, and said quietly, "Next time you take them to outer space to find ingredients, just find a chance to kill a few of them. It'll be exhausting for a bunch of people with no talent for cooking to teach me every day."

Mingmei: "..."

Seeing that Mingmei remained silent, the chef glanced at her again, sighed, and said, "Fine, I'm not counting on you anymore."

Mingmei breathed a sigh of relief.

"I think I'll just secretly sabotage the mecha next time, and whoever gets on it will be unlucky."

Bright and beautiful: !!!

What kind of character design is this "God of Cookery" NPC?

Kill your apprentice if they can't be taught properly?!

Is this how a teacher should act?

"Well... they've only just started learning to cook, and this time the ingredients weren't of good quality. You can talk to them about it, and they can practice on their own."

Bright and dry, she advised the other party that such dangerous thoughts were unacceptable.

There's a real bug lurking in outer space, and it almost succeeded this time. If we really have to go to outer space again next time, and there's this NPC holding us back, then the player is really doomed!

"Oh," the chef replied expressionlessly to Mingmei's words, "I hope so, after all, it's not really my job to do it."

"Right? How could you, as a teacher,..."

"Forget it, if word gets out that the students of the esteemed Chef God are all of this caliber, it would be utterly laughable. I'd better just kill them all."

Mingmei: "..."

Was her uncle's design of the NPCs a way of subtly promoting his own agenda?

Right?