Chapter 26: A New Sickness Domain Instance is Coming

Qing Shi Building, first floor, cafeteria.

Niu Tunan slumped in his chair, asleep.

Ba Lie sat with legs spread wide, a small mountain of buns piled on the plate before him, devouring them one by one.

His eyes constantly watched the cafeteria entrance; upon seeing Jiang Yan, he smiled, stood up, and waved to call him over:

"Jiang Yan, over here. Take whatever you want to eat. When we built our cafeteria, we benchmarked it against top global hotels; the taste and environment are both first-class."

"Is this the urgent matter you spoke of?" Jiang Yan was speechless.

"If you aren't proactive about eating, there's something wrong with your brain. If you don't come early, it'll all be finished. Young people shouldn't have their heads full of establishing merits; this kind of stable daily life is the best."

Ba Lie said with righteous confidence, picking up a palm-sized bun and handing it over:

"Quick, try this big meat bun. It's juicy, fatty, and delicious; it saved the stomach of someone accustomed to desert cuisine."

"Eh? Director Ba, are you from the Desert region?"

Jiang Yan took it casually and asked offhandedly.

No wonder his build was so fierce; he was indeed a man who rode horses with a lasso!

"Yes, but I'm not a local of Desert Province; I'm from Magic City."

"Magic City?"

Jiang Yan couldn't connect the refined people of Magic City with the two-meter-tall giant before him.

"Haha, very surprised, right? Back then, because of that famine, I and other orphans went to the Desert. I was very lucky to meet Eji. You haven't seen me as a child; I was thin and small. Eji said she thought she saw a little monkey.

To adopt us, she sold her wedding jewelry to buy dairy cows and fed me into the strongest man on the grassland!"

While speaking, Ba Lie raised his right arm, proudly displaying his biceps.

Jiang Yan had heard of this touching story and asked curiously:

"Then why didn't you stay in the Desert, but came to Jiangnan Province?"

Ba Lie said seriously: "I am a child of the grassland, and also a child of the nation. Wherever I am needed, I go there. Moreover, all ethnic groups in our Tianxia Alliance are one family, very enthusiastic; going anywhere feels like returning home."

Jiang Yan felt deep respect.

This level of ideological awareness is too high!

"Because the salary for external postings is higher, and the farther the post, the more you get. But Director Ba loves spicy food, so he didn't go to Southern Yue Province; instead, he chose central Jiangnan Province, near Pan'an in Jianggan Province."

Zhao Zhao Yinman's cold voice came from behind.

She was still wearing red-and-white Ming-style Hanfu, holding a bowl of duck blood vermicelli soup.

Eating lightly for breakfast is normal...

But thinking of her zombie identity, it always felt strange.

"High salary and high awareness don't conflict!"

Ba Lie said solemnly: "I must work hard to earn money to buy Eji endless gold jewelry."

Jiang Yan agreed with this; for talent, you must provide sufficient treatment so they can work wholeheartedly.

'I'll ask later what day the salary is paid. There are too many gold-swallowing beasts at home; sooner or later, the God of Poverty will favor us.'

Jiang Yan pondered in his heart, took a bite of the bun, and the juice bloomed in his mouth, making his eyes light up.

"Mmm, delicious!"

This was the best bun he had ever eaten, especially the meat filling, chopped just right; one could almost feel the meat trembling. This texture was nothing compared to the frozen semi-finished products of outside chain breakfast shops.

Most crucially, after eating, he felt an inexplicable tranquility, and his originally barren qi and blood had become quite abundant.

Was this... drugged?

"Hehe, delicious, right? This was made by our chef, who is also your future colleague..."

Seeing Jiang Yan's surprised expression, Ba Lie was about to introduce her, but looking at the empty cafeteria, he took a deep breath, and then...

"Yin Yin Yiyi!"

His voice was like thunder, shaking the cafeteria slightly.

Niu Tunan, still sleeping nearby, was startled, rolled under the chair, grabbed the table leg, looked around, and said with a terrified expression:

"Have the enemies broken in?"

"Stop shouting; I'm here!"

A soft voice came from behind the cafeteria window.

The next second, a white chef's hat poked out, accompanied by clattering sounds and the noise of a stool being dragged.

Soon, a girl wearing a chef's hat appeared at the window, her hair messy, her forehead covered in fine sweat, a flush on her face, speaking softly:

"Director Ba, I stay in the kitchen; I can hear you talking. You don't need to shout so loudly every time."

"Who told you to like hiding so much!"

Director Ba laughed and introduced: "This is our bureau's chef—Yin Yin Yiyi. She looks young, but she is already eighteen, and is also a History Walker.

She follows the path of proving the Dao through cooking; she can make food that calms emotions, treats injuries, or even enhances spiritual power based on different ingredients.

If you find special ingredients or recipes in the Sickness Domain, you can give them all to her to handle. Today's onboarding banquet will be cooked by her."

"Hello, my name is Jiang Yan. The buns you made are the best I've ever eaten in my life." Jiang Yan praised sincerely.

Such qi-and-blood-nourishing food would be worth a lot of money outside.

But within the unit, as long as you don't take it away, you can eat infinitely.

No wonder the end of the universe is a permanent position; the benefits are really good!

"Thank you. My name is Yin Yin Yiyi."

Yin Yin Yiyi's face turned red; she replied softly, then shrank back under the window, obviously somewhat socially anxious.

She looks like she's easy to bully...

As if!

At the evening welcome banquet, Jiang Yan watched a girl whose hair had turned into thousands of blades instantly dissect a pig, grinning savagely at the skeleton, and immediately felt...

This Pan'an Branch is hopeless!

But then again...

It smells so good!

The dishes not only tasted delicious but also replenished Qi and nourished the blood.

In the end, everyone ate happily; Yin Yin Yiyi reverted to her previous soft, cute little girl self, took a sip of white liquor, and immediately blushed. Niu Tunan, meanwhile, gorged himself like a starving ghost, who knew what he had experienced in his dreams.

The only regret was that the other two colleagues had been pulled away by headquarters to work and might not return for the next month.

They asked Ba Lie to tell him they were sorry and that they would gather again next time.

To this, Jiang Yan expressed understanding; who hasn't been an overtime dog?

Over the next few days, Jiang Yan retrieved his luggage from the Golden Brick Hotel and officially moved into the unit dormitory.

Of course, it wasn't because it was free, nor because of the three free meals; it was simply that he loved his work.

Although most of the time, he stayed holed up in his room, busy with one major task,

Farming!

Except he wasn't using soil, but rather...

Flesh and blood!

Inside the room.

"Brother Pig, your sacrifice has value!"

Jiang Yan looked at the eight massive pigs before him, their brains pierced by blood threads and already dead, his expression full of anticipation; this was after he had used the excuse of eating from the Burial Coffin to ask Yin Yin Yiyi where to find pig farms.

After learning the details, Yin Yin Yiyi suggested joining the wholesale ingredient list instead; they were all large white pigs weighing around three hundred and fifty jin each, costing only four thousand per pig.

Eight pigs cost only thirty thousand yuan, averaging just ten yuan per jin.

He formed a Finger Seal with his right hand and whispered:

"Great rats, great rats, do not eat my millet! Happy land, happy land, eternal without end."

The Great Rat Happy Land Curse activated.

Rustle-rustle!

Rice stalk roots spread through the void, and grains of rice scattered onto the pig corpses.

Upon touching the fresh blood, they quickly took root and sprouted; in the blink of an eye, they grew into lush, blood-red rice stalks.

The corpses of the eight pigs turned to flying ash.

Then the Coffin Spirit took a broom and swept them up.

It constantly kept the master's living environment clean and tidy, including its own stomach.

Ready for immediate move-in at any time.

"Eight pigs for one rice stalk; if Grandpa knew this grain production ratio, he'd definitely chase me out of the house with a broom."

Jiang Yan muttered a complaint, picked up a rice stalk; its exterior was crystal clear like blood jade, bearing twelve grains of rice the thickness of a little finger, its exterior crystal clear like blood jade.

Jiang Yan pinched it with his fingers, skillfully peeled off the husk, and without using a rice cooker to cook it, took a direct bite.

Crack.

After chewing a few times, a rich rice fragrance exploded between his lips and teeth; the taste was soft, sticky, and sweet, extremely delicious. He felt immense satisfaction within himself, as if all desires were filled.

He entered the carefree Happy Land.

"No wonder it's called Happy Land Rice; eating it does indeed make one feel joyful. It would be even better if Yin Yin Yiyi could process it."

Jiang Yan calmed his mind and heart, feeling invisible currents of Qi flow through his limbs and bones, gently strengthening his physique.

"Burp~"

He didn't stop, eating twelve grains of Happy Land Rice in a row, and couldn't help but let out a full burp.

Not only did it replenish the Qi and blood depleted by the sacrifice, but the discomfort caused by the worsening liver cancer also lessened significantly.

Of course, Yin Yin Yiyi's dietary therapy also played a part.

"Over these past few days, I've eaten nearly two hundred grains of Happy Land Rice. The effect has weakened slightly, but not much; once my proficiency increases, it shouldn't be hard to cultivate my body to the Foundation Realm."

The excess spiritual energy has also accumulated in my body; once the cultivation method is in place, I can smoothly advance to the peak of the Spirit Opening Realm.

With my current physique, one punch could kill a small tractor."

Jiang Yan smiled; in the past, people plowed fields with oxen, and when giving examples, they said "killing an ox."

As a modern person, he had to keep up with the times, so he might as well use a plowing tractor for comparison.

"The only drawback is that it costs too much money!"

Jiang Yan felt somewhat worried, feeling for the first time that his money was so easily spent.

Not only did he need to eat spiritual rice, but the Burial Coffin also had to keep burying corpses, while the Mouth of Purification also needed to satisfy its appetite and absorb life force.

This resulted in the one million bonus plus over a hundred thousand in work savings now leaving only three hundred and eighty thousand.

The God of Poverty is calling.

In between, he also tried other animals, including some invasive species, but their Qi and blood were insufficient, and the Happy Land Rice yield was terrifyingly low.

After testing a round, only pigs, cattle, and sheep were most suitable.

Among them, pigs offered the best cost-performance ratio.

"Sigh, the Rice God Church only needs to find flesh and blood to plant rice, relying on massive meat consumption to curb the mutations caused by eating rice, but I have to consider much more..."

Jiang Yan sighed, just about to place another order to buy more Brother Pigs, when he suddenly saw rust-colored historical dust spreading out from the void, scattered like stars, though the quantity was not large.

They floated slowly, gradually converging, causing Jiang Yan to frown as he murmured:

"So soon?"

According to what Zhao Zhao Yinman's handwriting stated, the active appearance of historical dust represents a prophecy from the River of History.

He could at any moment...

Enter a new realm of illness!

Two chapters of six thousand words each, equivalent to three chapters updated. Requesting monthly tickets! Requesting continued reading! Requesting recommendation votes!





(End of this chapter)