According to the classification of strength in the Hidden Dragon Continent, a first-grade true energy was merely the lowest level of cultivation for a warrior. This level of cultivation could not even cause a ripple in the imperial city.
However, what puzzled Bu Fang was how he obtained true energy.
Could it be because he completed the system's mission? However, his first mission was to obtain his first customer. The reward he obtained was merely the improved Egg-Fried Rice and a fragment of the God of Cooking Set. There was no mention of true energy.
"System, can I obtain true energy and increase my strength by completing missions?" Bu Fang asked in bewilderment.
The system solemnly replied, "The host's true energy level is related to the amount of crystals the host earns. After the host completes a specified transaction, the system will automatically convert the crystals obtained into the host's true energy level according to the ratio. The host can observe the progress of the cultivation level and the conversion ratio of crystals obtained after completing a mission through the character panel."
"The current system level is one star and the conversion ratio is ten percent. After reaching two stars, the host will obtain more privileges in the store, including the ability to set up tables and chairs and allow customers to bring in their own low-grade ingredients."
"The host has obtained twenty-two crystals from this business. According to the ratio, the amount of crystals obtained is two crystals. The true energy level is equivalent to that of a warrior."
Bu Fang was dumbfounded. It turned out that … crystals could be used in such a way. However, after thinking about it, he felt that it was normal. Crystals were essential for cultivators to cultivate and could be refined to increase the true energy level. The conversion from the system merely helped Bu Fang to save the refining process.
"Eh … Does that mean that the more crystals I earn, the stronger my cultivation level will be?" The corners of Bu Fang's mouth gradually widened into a stiff smile.
"Ten crystals are required to reach the level of a second grade Battle-Master, a hundred crystals are required to reach the level of a third grade Battle-Maniac, a thousand crystals are required to reach the level of a fourth grade Battle-Spirit, and ten thousand crystals are required to reach the level of a fifth grade Battle-King," the system replied.
Bu Fang: "..."
Alright, the path of advancement was long and arduous.
"By the way, what do you mean by bringing in your own ingredients?" Bu Fang was a little curious.
"The host can help the customers process their own ingredients in the restaurant and turn them into dishes. The price is set by the system according to the host's score for the dishes," the system still explained solemnly.
Bu Fang's eyes slightly brightened. This was a very humane setting, a way for the system to expand his ability to earn crystals. Unfortunately, his current level was not high enough. In this fantasy world, there were all kinds of magical demonic beast meat and all kinds of precious plants. Those were all top-notch ingredients. If he allowed others to bring in ingredients, with his processing, he would definitely be able to earn a lot of crystals.
In order to upgrade the system, he needed to complete the missions issued by the system. The most recent mission: Please make a profit of 100 crystals and 1000 gold coins within a week.
Mission Progress: 22/100,100/1000
Bu Fang sighed in his heart. This was another heavy and long mission.
As an excellent chef, he must ensure the quality of his sleep.
After Bu Fang withdrew his consciousness from the System Panel, he slowly closed his eyes and fell asleep. After a while, even breathing sounds could be heard.
The next morning.
Bu Fang woke up on time. After washing up, he began his daily cooking practice.
After practicing all the dishes he had learned, Bu Fang opened the store while yawning.
The big black dog was still lying at the entrance of the store. It seemed like it had always been lying there and had not moved at all. Bu Fang was slightly surprised.
"Good morning, Blacky," Bu Fang greeted expressionlessly.
The big black dog rolled its eyes and ignored him.
Bu Fang did not feel awkward. He walked back to the kitchen and put the Egg-Fried Rice into a porcelain bowl. Then, he came out again and stood in front of Blacky while holding the bowl.
"Blacky, it's time to eat," Bu Fang said.
As Blacky smelled the fragrance of the rice, its sluggishness was swept away and it immediately became energetic. Its pink tongue stretched out and its pair of intelligent dog eyes stared expectantly at the porcelain bowl in Bu Fang's hands.
Bu Fang was furious. This gluttonous dog changed its attitude the moment there was good food. After eating, it immediately wiped its mouth and did not recognize anyone.
Where was the basic trust between a human and a dog?
Did this dog not know that it was important to please him, the chef? Only by doing so would it have an endless supply of good food!
Alright, Bu Fang did not know what to do with this dog that only had food in its eyes. He placed the porcelain bowl in front of Blacky. The dog wagged its tail and started eating from the bowl.
Bu Fang pulled a chair over and curled up on it, waiting for the customers to come to his door in comfort and ease.
It was another beautiful and simple day.
At the same time, on the main street of the imperial city, a large group of ferocious-looking people swarmed toward the store.
The one leading the group was Sun Qixiang, who was wearing colorful clothes and had his chest exposed. The title of one of the three big profligates in the imperial city was not a joke. The people on the street all avoided him and looked at him in fear.
Sun Qixiang was very satisfied with the gazes of the people around him. That's right! I want you to be afraid! This young master is so awesome, why are you not afraid!
"Follow me! Dammit, if I don't destroy that little restaurant today, my surname is not Sun! "
Yesterday, the scene of him being stripped naked and thrown out by that lump of metal in the restaurant haunted him like a nightmare, causing him to not be able to sleep well. Early in the morning, he gathered all the servants in the mansion and came to settle the score.
When had he, Sun Qixiang, ever suffered such a huge loss? He would not feel comfortable if he did not kill Bu Fang!
Xiao Yanyu did not go out today. After eating the improved Egg-Fried Rice yesterday, she immediately went into seclusion after her true energy level increased. Therefore, Xiao Xiaolong was the only one running toward the restaurant.
However, just as he reached the main street, he saw a spectacular scene. Sun Qixiang was leading more than a hundred people to destroy the restaurant.
"Oh my god! I still want to eat Egg-Fried Rice! Destroy your sister! " Xiao Xiaolong was very angry. If the restaurant was destroyed, where was he going to find the delicious Egg-Fried Rice that could increase his cultivation level?!
The more than a hundred people majestically crossed the Immortal Phoenix Restaurant and walked for dozens of miles before the surroundings became quiet.
The alleyway, which was usually deserted, was packed with people today.
Sun Qixiang's subordinates were holding onto wooden sticks as they coldly stared at the restaurant in the alleyway.
"Damn it, such a small restaurant actually dared to bully our young master Sun. They are simply asking for a beating!"
At the entrance of the restaurant, Bu Fang was comfortably squinting his eyes as he curled up on a chair. The warm sunlight shone down on him and enveloped his figure, making him appear extremely lazy.
As for the big black dog, it was wagging its tail and lying not far away from Bu Fang, wolfing down food from a porcelain bowl.
"The one with the surname Fang, this young master is here to destroy your restaurant!" Sun Qixiang arrogantly pointed at Bu Fang with his paper fan and coldly shouted. This time, he brought so many people with him. He really did not believe that this kid would not be afraid.
"If Bu Fang does not kneel down and beg for mercy, this young master will not forgive him!"
The alleyway was terrifyingly quiet. After young master Sun finished shouting, the anticipated Bu Fang who was kneeling down and begging for mercy did not appear. At this moment, the latter was still curled up on a chair as the warm sunlight shrouded his figure like a gauze.
All of the servants widened their eyes as they looked at Sun Qixiang.
He felt as if a flock of crows were flying over his head … There was no response. He was so embarrassed that he felt as if his entire body had been hollowed out.
Sun Qixiang was immediately enraged. He felt as if Bu Fang had imperceptibly given him a few more slaps in the face.
"Smash everything! Smash everything you see! Tear down this restaurant for me! Damn it, I want this kid to know the consequences of offending me! "
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