Although Chinese Master Chef wasn't particularly strong in combat, he had a massive shield! Using it to block the attacks of the dough monsters, he desperately scooped out dough from their sides.
Seeing this, Warwolf 009 and Golden Bell Armor Iron Shirt stopped their offensive maneuvers and instead circled around the three dishes, guarding against any unexpected threats. When nothing happened... they joined in on the dough-scooping frenzy.
However, these two upright, morally rigid men couldn’t help but blush inexplicably while scooping dough...
Qi Xu was the most vigorous dough-scooper, mainly because he had experience! Working with both hands, he left the most durable parts of his body exposed to the dough monsters’ attacks, prioritizing dough-scooping over defense.
The battle was ruthlessly efficient.
He also kept a mental count—each dough monster could be scooped about 100 times before automatically exploding in frustration...
Some with shorter tempers would explode after just 80 scoops... Qi Xu even considered giving them a life hardship lesson or a motivational speech before scooping. As monsters in a survival game, their mentality was just too fragile!
Gradually... the dough monsters dwindled in number.
Eventually, the team coordinated—two people would pin down a dough monster while a third focused solely on scooping dough.
Until the last dough monster perished.
“So satisfying! The fourth level is basically a freebie!”
“Hahaha, this is way too fun!”
“I’m not done yet—can we do it again?!”
Covered head to toe in flour, they all looked like little snowmen, laughing wildly. Qi Xu reacted the fastest—seeing no one was hurt, he deliberately failed the level’s challenge to restart the fourth level.
When the dough monsters charged again, even the three dishes rushed forward, cackling like mad!
The pain wasn’t pain—it was the caress of growth, the tempering of hope. Hahaha, bring it on, baby!
Following their tried-and-true strategy, they breezed through another round. The dough monsters became increasingly fragile, their tempers shorter—some exploding after just 50 scoops!
When the last dough monster vanished, a server-wide announcement triggered...
[Hey! You greedy players! From this moment onward, no one is allowed to exploit dough monsters for illegal gains! Dough monsters will no longer drop any dough! Oh wait—just got word that dough monsters are now extinct. They will never appear again.
You cruel human players... you’re just too ruthless! Poor dough monsters, wahhh...]
Players furiously grinding through levels were baffled by the announcement, but Qi Xu and the others... were laughing so hard their stomachs hurt.
Even though they could no longer scoop dough,
they had already harvested over 13,000 dough balls... enough to feed them all for years.
After clearing the level, everyone was exhausted—continuous dough-scooping was incredibly draining.
They sat on the ground, panting heavily, unable to stop laughing.
Dongfang Yuan lay down briefly, but the more she thought about it, the angrier she got. Her face flushed red as she jumped up and started cursing!
“What kind of petty nonsense is this?! Can’t handle losing, so you pull this abstract crap? Disgusting! ‘Poor dough monsters’—oh, but us human players aren’t pitiable? Dragged into this damn game by you turtle spawn, and we’re not pitiable? So what if we scooped some dough? Can’t take the heat? Then don’t start the game—go home and play with mud in your own piss!!”
Dongfang Yuan’s furious rant left everyone stunned. Some people... really just had terrible luck.
But after her outburst, a golden supply box dropped right in front of her.
Fearless as ever, Dongfang Yuan opened it—a fire-breathing wolf leaped out, only for her to instantly lock its throat in one hand, violently lift it high, and slam it to the ground. She stomped on its chest and finished it off with a dagger.
The fire-breathing wolf died without even getting a single flame out.
From the golden supply box, Dongfang Yuan retrieved a crate of yogurt, two vehicle upgrade fragments, two summer outfit sets, and a roasted duck.
She then dismantled the empty box into two gold pieces, storing everything in her backpack.
Before anyone could recover from the sheer badassery of her combat skills, they were stunned again by the meager loot from a golden supply box.
Old White Dragon in the Waves sighed. “A golden supply box... and this is all it gives?”
Dongfang Yuan frowned. “What else is it supposed to have? This is actually good luck for me—most of the time, supply boxes are empty.”
The group exchanged glances. Her poverty... definitely had nothing to do with her strength.
Still, her outburst proved useful. About a minute later, a supplementary notice appeared on a glowing screen.
[Since you eight players have already discovered the dough-scooping exploit, revoking this rule does infringe on your personal interests. Therefore, as compensation, each of you will receive 100 vehicle upgrade card fragments and 100 meat floss cake rolls, now deposited into your backpacks.]
Even Chinese Master Chef was slightly dissatisfied. “Meat floss cake rolls? Are they even as good as mine? Why not reward ingredients instead...”
Before he could finish, Dongfang Yuan was ecstatic.
“Awesome! Being with you guys really improves my luck.”
Qi Xu chuckled, tugging at her sleeve. What an adorable little firecracker—quick to anger, but easy to please!
That’s the kind of attitude that makes life enjoyable—venting frustrations but staying content with what comes.
The group glanced at the fifth level’s challenge: a maze puzzle.
Retired Magical Boy’s comfort zone—he solved it in one go.
But since everyone was physically drained, they decided to rest before tackling the next level.
Chinese Master Chef immediately understood—it was his time to shine.
He pulled out a large round table and eight high-legged plastic stools, seating everyone comfortably.
Then, he unveiled over a dozen dishes:
Garlic spare ribs, garlic vermicelli with abalone, steamed perch, stir-fried shrimp with mixed vegetables, Peking sauce shredded pork, minced pork steamed egg with tofu, poached shrimp, spicy blood stew, chili eggplant flowers, tiger skin green peppers, spicy rabbit heads, boiled sliced pork in chili sauce, pear and snow fungus soup, West Lake beef soup...
Finally, he brought out a huge pot of rice and a basin of fluffy white steamed buns. The group stared, utterly dumbfounded.
Chinese Master Chef grinned. “Dig in, everyone! Let me know how it tastes. Last night, after learning we’d team up, I made extra. Enough for two days! Eat up! I may not be great at fighting monsters, but I’ll make sure our logistics are top-notch!”
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