Steamed buns.
What a great idea!
In this gloomy, cold, and damp weather, hot, generously filled steamed buns were the perfect comfort food—a balm for body and soul!
Besides, her Space was full of top-quality pork!
She got right to work.
Seraphina Sullivan immediately took out flour, pork, scallions, ginger, and other ingredients from her Space.
However, she ran into a small problem while kneading and proofing the dough. With no electricity,
the proofing box was useless, and letting the dough rise at room temperature would be incredibly slow in this damp, cold environment.
Just then, she had a flash of inspiration. ’The Scorching Hand Skill!’
She tried to Control the Skill, making her hands emit an even, gentle heat. She was like a human-sized, temperature-controlled proofing box as she wrapped her hands around the kneaded dough.
It worked!
With the precise temperature Control from Scorching Hand, the dough expanded and proofed at a visible rate. The Effect was even better than a real proofing box!
"Haha! I never expected this Skill to have such a wonderful use!"
Seraphina Sullivan thought she was a genius.
She had unlocked such a new application for Scorching Hand.
"Hands that can heat up are practically a Divine Artifact for making dough-based foods!"
Soon, the plump, soft dough was ready.
Mixing the filling, rolling the wrappers, shaping the buns... Seraphina Sullivan moved with swift efficiency, while Sean Chandler helped quietly by her side.
As steamer after steamer of large, piping-hot, and fragrant meat buns were finished, a stark contrast formed: outside was the cold, torrential rain and apocalyptic chaos, but inside was filled with the warm aroma of food and a moment of peace.
Thanks to the quality of the renovations, the aroma didn’t escape the apartment.
’First, eat until I’m full. Then, I can think about how to survive better.’
This was Seraphina Sullivan’s most down-to-earth thought at the moment.
"Hurry and eat! While they’re hot!" Seraphina Sullivan urged Sean Chandler, impatiently grabbing a big, plump, white, steaming bun for herself and taking a bite.
The skin was soft and sweet, the filling was plump and juicy pork mixed with the savory aroma of scallions and ginger, and the scalding hot juices instantly burst in her mouth, bringing Seraphina Sullivan immense satisfaction.
The buns weren’t small, each about the size of an adult’s fist.
Seraphina Sullivan ate one after another, gobbling them down so fast that before she knew it, she’d polished off more than ten!
’This appetite of mine... I couldn’t have imagined it before.’
Staring at the empty steamer basket, Seraphina Sullivan was dumbfounded.
Ever since becoming a Player, especially as her physique and strength continued to improve, her need for Energy had become unusually high.
Of course, compared to her, Sean Chandler’s appetite was even more outrageous.
As someone who possessed the Beastification and Monster Power Talents, he alone polished off the remaining three steamer baskets, eating with his usual quiet demeanor.
Full and satisfied, Seraphina Sullivan looked at the torrential rain still pouring outside. Seeing no sign of the power returning, she decided her main task for the day would be to keep making buns!
’I’m idle anyway, so it’s always good to stock up on more cooked food.’
If she stored these hot, energy-rich buns in her Space, she could take them out to eat anytime during the next dungeon.
’This is so much better than gnawing on compressed biscuits.’
’While everyone’s panicking right now, their desperation for food hasn’t reached its limit yet. Plus, water and electricity are still restored occasionally. I should make more and store it up.’
As Seraphina Sullivan kneaded the dough, she listened to the sporadic shouts and commotion that occasionally drifted in from outside her window.
The robbery in the complex was clearly not an isolated incident. Panic and chaos were spreading.
But she was powerless to change the grand scheme of things. All she could do was her best to fortify her little nest, stockpile supplies, and increase her strength.


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