Ding!
With a chime from the system, apart from Xia Yu himself, no one knew that this Young Dragon Chef had once again transformed and ascended amidst the overgrown wilderness.
Staring at the skill icon in the culinary skills column, filled with golden energy and finally crossing into the ethereal unknown, Xia Yu clenched his fist, no longer suppressing his excited emotions.
"Although I haven't created my personal Dragon-level Kill yet, the foundation is here; it's just a matter of time."
Waiting left and right, ten minutes passed, but Aoki Motota still hadn't returned.
The car had stalled on the grass, and Xia Yu jumped onto a rock, raising his phone high, but the signal bar still darkened. As for the mobile network, it was completely frustrating; he couldn't even spare a moment to browse Weibo or send a WeChat message. Waiting like this was truly an infuriating and exasperating feeling.
