Ms. Nian Shutong absentmindedly held a dagger, making cuts on the rabbit, occasionally sprinkling salt, but not too much because Daodao had said it wouldn't taste good if it was too salty.
She didn't really know how to do these things; it was all thanks to Daodao's meticulous explanations that she could mimic the process and establish herself as a mysterious big-shot.
If left to her own devices, she probably would've struggled.
In the Cultivation World she inhabited, there was only one rule: might makes right.
Fortunately, up to this point, she had been the strongest among herself, Fu Yunhe, and Rubble.
On the other side, Fu Yunhe was continuously rotating a stick, ensuring the rabbit was evenly heated.
However, weakened as he was, and given his recent need to protect his face, after a short while, he handed the task over to a robot.
He was fragile and needed to rest.
