Wu Yongde: "!"

He quickly got up from the ground and pointed at the star brain before looking at Lin Yiran: "Yes, but it will take half an hour to arrive."

Lin Yiran paused for a moment.

I never expected it to turn out this way.

Wu Yongde awkwardly explained to her, "Well, our team didn't have any potions to restore mental strength. These potions were bought on the spot, so they won't arrive for another half hour."

Lin Yiran: "Alright then, remember to take good care of your brother. He doesn't look too good; it's probably because too much of his spiritual energy has been absorbed. He should replenish his spiritual energy as soon as possible."

Wu Yongde's initial joy at being rescued vanished instantly. He sighed regretfully, "There's nothing we can do about it. Whether he can survive this period depends on his fate."

"What's your name, young lady? Thank you for saving my brothers. We are from the Blazing Sun Mercenary Group. This is my business card. If you need anything, please feel free to contact us. Also, since you saved our lives, how about we exchange contact information? There's no time now, but we'll definitely repay you properly once we get out of here."

"My name is Lin Yiran, and there's no need to repay my debt of gratitude."

Lin Yiran waved her hand in refusal, and just as she was about to leave, the system suddenly spoke.

[Ding! Random task activated. Use local ingredients to cook delicious food. The food you make can quickly restore your depleted mental energy. Task completed, reward: 5 popularity points.]

Lin Yiran: "!" Five popularity points? Then what are we waiting for? Let's cook!

“Are you leaving, young lady? Why don’t you accept these things? Consider them a small token of our appreciation…” Wu Yongde insisted on handing Lin Yiran the spoils he had just picked.

Lin Yiran glanced at it and thought, "Oh, ginseng. You can't roast it, so it's not very useful."

But Lin Yiran had no intention of leaving at all. Instead, she summoned her little cart from the system with a 'snap', skillfully lit the stove, set up the barbecue grill, and then processed the freshly picked corn and okra, deftly skewering them onto sticks.

Wu Yongde was stunned by the series of actions.

"Auntie, what's wrong, young lady? Are you going to cook?"

He held the third-grade ginseng fruit in his hand, at a loss for what to do.

"Yes, would you like to try some? The food I make has many benefits, you know?" For example, it can restore her depleted mental energy. If the system hadn't reminded her, she really wouldn't have known.

It had never told itself about this attribute.

System 101: "Host, what are you thinking? This is an additional skill. Only random missions like this can provide the attribute of quickly replenishing mental energy. Don't get it wrong."

Lin Yiran: "So, normally, is the food I make just food? Does it have no other function?"

System 101: "No, the food I filter doesn't contain any berserk energy, and it even has the effect of purifying berserk mental energy. This is a hidden attribute. I didn't tell you before because it wasn't necessary. Only by consistently eating the food you make can you replenish your mental energy to a small extent, and the effect won't be as obvious as it is today."

"Moreover, this small amount of purification and replenishment of mental energy can only be detected by those who are in a berserk state or whose mental energy is severely damaged after eating the food you make."

"To put it simply, the effects of food prepared normally are negligible. If you don't eat it every day, you won't notice the difference in a short period of time. This is to protect the host, so you can rest assured. The exposure of your ability will be a long process."

Lin Yiran: "I understand. So, the bigger my restaurant becomes, the more people I can help, right?" It can help interstellar humans purify their raging mental energy.

What a profound meaning! It turns out that the mission of the Interstellar Little Chef is so great.

I was almost fooled by it; I really thought it was just a food system.

System 101 nodded, "Yes," and then added, "Actually, I have something here to purify berserk energy. If you want it, you can buy it from me. I'll sell it to you at a friendly price of one thousand popularity points per drop."

"How many?!"

"I won't buy it!"

Lin Yiran answered decisively.

Is she crazy to spend a thousand popularity points on something she doesn't even need?

System 101 promptly shut up.

Lin Yiran turned the heat to the highest setting to grill the skewers, then took the grilled corn and okra to Wu Yongde, who was currently tending to his injured brother over there. He then carefully sorted through the daggers and machetes that Lin Yiran had used.

He looked very haggard.

When Lin Yiran arrived, he was still packing his things with a worried expression.

"Captain, Xiaoman is awake!" His brother's joyful voice came from behind him, while Lin Yiran stood in front of him holding an unknown object.

"Miss Lin, you..." He was completely baffled as to what she was doing.

Lin Yiran waved her hand: "It's okay, I'll go with you to take a look."

“…Captain…” The boy called Xiaoman, oh no, the girl looked extremely haggard. Her lips were pale and her face was bloodless. She had a neat boyish short haircut and wore masculine clothes. If she hadn’t spoken, you really wouldn’t have been able to tell that she was a girl.

"Brother, I... I'm in so much pain..."

Wu Yongde couldn't help but shed tears and grabbed Xiaoman's hand. "Be good, just bear with it a little longer. The mental strength recovery potion we bought is on its way and will arrive soon. After you take the medicine, the pain will stop. Just hang in there a little longer."

Xiaoman was in so much pain that she couldn't focus her gaze; she just stared blankly in one direction. But in her half-awake state, she inexplicably smelled a very fragrant aroma of food.

The aroma instantly transported her back to her childhood.

She remembered that when she was little, she and her brother depended on each other for survival. When they were poor and had nothing to eat, her brother would cook the mutated plants he had brought from the Forest of Hope for her to eat.

Even though it absorbs violent energy, at least I won't starve to death. As long as I can fill my stomach, that's fine.

I remember that my brother always cooked very delicious food back then. It smelled so good. This was the only joy in their poor days: to create all sorts of delicious food to fill their stomachs.

But it is precisely because of these delicious foods.

This rendered her A-level mental power useless.

Because of excessive intake of violent energy, she suffers from the pain of mental frenzy almost every month.

However, she never blamed her brother.

"Brother, I think I smell food. Did you make something to eat? Can I have a bite?" Xiaoman suddenly perked up and grabbed her brother's hand.

This gave his brother a huge fright.

"No, Xiaoman, be good. You can't eat this. Just bear with it. The mental recovery potion will be here soon. If you're hungry, I have some nutritional supplements here. Why don't you eat some of this first?" Wu Yongde glanced at the food in Lin Yiran's hand.

It looks good, but he won't let his sister eat it.

If it weren't for this food, his sister wouldn't have had A-level mental strength but still ended up making a living by working as a mercenary with him.

He would never let his sister touch such a thing! Not even if it meant death!