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Doomsday, Let's Open A Restaurant

Check out my other books In a world plagued by the relentless scourge of the undead and ferocious mutant creatures, one man finds himself at the heart of an extraordinary culinary adventure. Meet Xiao Feng, an ordinary chef who, by a twist of fate, awakens in a city overrun by zombies and bizarre mutants. Yet, amidst the chaos and devastation, he discovers a remarkable gift – the power of Culinary Mastery. Xiao Feng's restaurant, "Great Potential," becomes an oasis of safety in a city teeming with danger. Its mysterious defenses not only keep the undead hordes at bay but also shield it from the most devastating of calamities. Armed with a unique set of culinary skills, Xiao Feng embarks on a journey of survival, innovation, and flavor in a world where the distinction between life and death has blurred. As Xiao Feng ventures out into the treacherous streets of the fallen city, he encounters both the undead and living survivors, each with their own unique abilities and stories. His culinary creations not only fill empty stomachs but offer incredible attributes and power-ups to those who partake. But the challenges are enormous, and some encounters prove that not all monsters are mindless. With a growing menu of mutant ingredients and an expanding array of skills, Xiao Feng must navigate a treacherous path of survival while unlocking the secrets of his newfound abilities. He strives to complete missions issued by a mysterious system and unlock the full potential of his culinary prowess. "Doomsday, Let's Open a Restaurant" is a tale of resilience, creativity, and culinary artistry set against a backdrop of horror and uncertainty. Join Xiao Feng as he turns the art of cooking into a lifeline, serving hope on a plate and defying the apocalypse one dish at a time. Will his unique culinary skills be enough to survive in this nightmarish world?
Adam_2023 · 1.3M Views

Darling: Don't Open That Door

My lips were tightly shut. My expression—blank. As if I didn’t understand the meaning behind his gaze, now sharper than ever. His fingers traced slowly along my jawline. The motion was calm. Measured. Too careful to be called affectionate. “So naive,” he whispered, barely audible. “Your breath... unchanged. Even your heartbeat is steady.” He leaned in. His lips brushed the skin beneath my ear—warm, but not seductive. A mere distraction. “These eyes... don’t lie. But they’re not completely honest either, are they?” His left hand slid to my back, tracing down my shoulder blades, then lower—to my waist. And stopped. Still. As if checking something. “Do you realize...” he continued, his voice soft yet piercing, “...of all the people who’ve seen my darkest side... you’re the only one who didn’t run.” I stayed silent. Just blinked once more, then gave a faint smile. “And why would I run?” My voice was light. Playful. I even let out a small laugh, more like a sigh. He didn’t laugh back. His gaze remained deep. His hand still touched my cheek—cold, scented with metal and leather. And then I... ...smiled. Genuinely. I leaned up slightly, raised his face gently with both hands, and kissed his cheek. The kiss left no mark, just a soft sound: chu — sweet, innocent. Almost like a child trying to show love. “Oh! You must be tired,” I said lightly. “I only made fish soup tonight, but the cuts are... kind of a mess.” I tugged gently at the hem of his shirt—playful, affectionate. Pulling him to hover directly over me. I slowly lay back on the bed, though my feet still touched the floor. My gaze never left him—looking up from the most vulnerable position. “But don’t ask why the cuts turned out so ugly,” I added with a small giggle. “Because earlier, the knife—” “The knife?” He interrupted. Flat voice. I nodded slowly, my eyes still bright. “Yeah, it’s so heavy! Where did you even buy it? Sharp, scary... but cool. Like... the kind used by a serial killer! Hehe~” For a few seconds, his expression shifted. Not angry. Not bothered. But... something changed. As if his mind had just collided with a memory that should’ve stayed locked away. Then, still calm, he said: “Don’t use that knife again. You could get hurt.” His fingers slipped into my hair—gentle, yet cold. “Tomorrow, I’ll give you a new one. Something that suits your hands better.” Then his lips lowered again. To my neck. At first, it tickled. But it quickly turned into something deeper than clumsy affection. Our breathing grew uneven. His body pressed heavily over mine, making the bed creak with every move.
Civia_Writes · 599 Views

Kẻ Đọc Sao Cuối Cùng

Trong thời kỳ bóng tối của thế giới Out World - khi Cuộc Thanh Trừng Cấm Luật quét sạch mọi tri thức bị xem là dị giáo, một người vẫn còn ngẩng đầu nhìn lên bầu trời: Tử Cầm Thiên, kẻ cuối cùng còn giữ lại nghệ thuật đọc sao. Hắn không có nguyên tố. Không được ban quyền năng. Không thuộc về bất kỳ lực lượng nào. Nhưng chính từ chỗ "không là gì", hắn nghe được giọng nói vang lên từ khoảng trống giữa các nguyên tố: “Kẻ không được gọi tên… là kẻ duy nhất có thể gọi lại ta.” Bị săn đuổi bởi cả Giáo Luật và các hội đồng nguyên tố, Tử Cầm Thiên bắt đầu hành trình truy tìm nguyên tố thứ "thừa" - một khái niệm cấm kỵ chưa từng được thừa nhận. Từng trang sổ cháy dở, từng vì sao bị quên tên, từng giấc mơ máu - tất cả dẫn hắn đến một sự thật đủ để phá vỡ toàn bộ cấu trúc nguyên lý mà Out World đang vận hành. Vị trí trong vũ trụ OW: Kẻ Đọc Sao Cuối Cùng không chỉ là hành trình đơn độc của một nhân vật bị thế giới ruồng bỏ. Đây là cội nguồn của nguyên tố Neutral, là một nguyên tố có thể đánh bại những kẻ mạnh nhất, và vì sao "Kẻ Ngắm Sao” đã bị phong ấn. Ngoại truyện có 5 ACT
DANGLIEU · 2.4K Views
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