Alternate Dimension Game: Happiness is all that matters!
Chapter 377 - 282 "Abscess Rebirth Technique"_3

Chapter 377: Chapter 282 "Abscess Rebirth Technique"_3

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"I’m back, anybody home?"

Wang Hao opened the door to his room, set down his luggage, and rubbed his sore arms.

The living room was very clean; obviously, his cousin had come back for the weekend and tidied up.

A girl in pink slippers bounded down the stairs: "Here I am, did you miss me?"

Wang Hao almost cried with emotion upon seeing the vibrant and lovely human soul.

After spending a half month with a bunch of old men where even a sow would seem like Diaochan, Han Xiaoyue, already quite pretty, inexplicably triggered in him a mysterious appetite, secreting saliva, mouth watering.

This girl would surely taste even better than the fish from Heavenly Pool!

At the thought, Wang Hao got such a fright he promptly pulled himself together and cast aside his wild thoughts: "How’s school life, still getting used to it?"

"Oh, right, hurry and buy some tofu, green onions, ginger, garlic, and some vegetables. Let’s take advantage of the fresh ingredients and I’ll cook myself today!"

"Alright, going now." Humming a tune, Han Xiaoyue rode her electric scooter to the supermarket.

Wang Hao critically reflected on the evil thought he just had about wanting to eat a person.

"Could it be I’m becoming a pervert? Is it really humans I want to eat or do I want to do orthopedics? Neither are right, but if I had to choose... obviously, I’d choose neither."

His mental state was still somewhat in disarray.

He crammed his full haul of victuals into the fridge.

Then he remembered tomorrow was October 1st, the grand birthday of our motherland, meriting celebration.

From his luggage, Wang Hao solemnly extracted a three-pound Frozen fish, meticulously prepped it, and placed the fish head into a stew pot.

"Let’s start with a tofu fish head, save the rest for tomorrow."

He swallowed his saliva, took out the seasoning, and shook a half-spoonful of slightly yellowed coarse salt into the pot.

This salt, known as "Tibetan salt", was the only hand sun-dried salt currently available and was priced much higher than the usual table salt.

The taste was actually the same; it was simply hand-crafted hype. Ordinarily, Wang Hao would never buy such a frilly item.

But these were seasonings given to him by friends; he couldn’t simply refuse them.

He also carefully took out some delicious fungi from a special little bottle; these were the real top-quality goods.

He added a bit of fresh bamboo shoots, turned on a low flame, and slowly started simmering.

Soon, the fragrance of fish oil filled the kitchen.

"We’ll add the tofu once Xiaoyue’s bought it."

"Let’s have a chicken too!"

He rummaged through a box and pulled out a chicken, a "mountain chicken" raised by a farmer, feathers already plucked.

Wang Hao planned to use the chicken for two dishes: stir-fried chicken slices and use the bones for soup later.

After separating the bones and meat, he sliced it and seasoned it with the right amount of salt, soy sauce, cooking wine, chicken stock, and oil, marinating it for 20 minutes. With a hot pan, he fried ginger and garlic before pouring in the marinated chicken, stir-fried it quickly, and when the chicken turned all white, he added hot chili and bell peppers.

"Whoosh—", the pan caught fire.

Wang Hao was very confident in this technique, as only skilled chefs like him could master such fiery stir-frying. Otherwise, it was easy for dishes to end up smelling of kitchen fumes and wasting high-quality ingredients.

Just then, Han Xiaoyue came in with the groceries and excitedly said, "Smells amazing!"

"Hmph, you’re in for a treat today; don’t rush, it’s not ready yet."

Next was the most important step. He poured the prepared cornstarch, soy sauce, dark soy sauce, and sugar into the wok, giving the chicken slices a dazzling glaze.

"It looks like I’ve still got it, my cooking skills are ever more refined," Wang Hao proudly looked at the contents of the pot. "If I opened a food stall next to the café, business would definitely be better than an internet bar, right?"

"But you’re super lazy, you hardly ever cook."

"If I cook, the whole neighborhood can smell it and the old folks won’t stop salivating, all longing for a taste. It would be indecent; we must be low-key."

"Look at you, flattering yourself!"

"I’m just asking if you’ll eat, dig in, help yourself, do you want to or not?"

Wang Hao wasn’t just bragging.

Because the stray dogs and cats had already smelled the aroma and were waiting in the yard!

Those little animals would be happy even with some fish bones or chicken bones.

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While Han Xiaoyue chatted, she also chopped some green onion on the side.

She couldn’t figure out why, but she always felt... there was something slightly dangerous about her older cousin.

Of course, the rich aroma from the stew pot aroused her desire; these were top-tier ingredients her cousin had "hunted" in the wild, beyond comparison with the mundane offerings of a supermarket!

Those grains of "Tibetan salt" were like shimmering gems!

And the fish from Heavenly Pool?

What Heavenly Pool? Clearly, it was from the deep layers of the Etheric Abyss!

She couldn’t recognize what kind of fish it was, but judging by its sharp teeth, it might be some kind of aggressive carnivore. Carnivorous fish usually have bigger bones and the meat is more resilient...

It could even be some kind of unknown monstrosity...

Han Xiaoyue didn’t dare think further; after all, it’s good as long as it’s edible!

And what about that Monkey Wine, which tasted like fruit juice but packed a punch? Did Monkey Wine really exist in this world? She didn’t quite understand; wasn’t that something out of legends? Could you really drink it?

"Is there something special to celebrate today, or is it some terrible event that only self-help can remedy?"

Once the braised mountain chicken was done, the meat dishes were almost ready.

The fish soup was just right, steaming hot, and perfectly flavored.

He scooped a spoonful and savored a mouthful, and those wild thoughts of eating human flesh finally completely subsided...

"What’s so good about human flesh? It’s a crazy idea."

Wang Hao quickly stir-fried a few vegetables.

He was exhausted.

He took out three food boxes and cups, divided some of the dishes and fish soup into these three insulated containers.

"Take this food over to the clients at the internet café, let them have a taste of the boss’s cooking."

"Then come back for us to eat together!"

"Okay!"

Xiaoyue packed the food boxes into plastic bags and dashed out the door.

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