In another world, Lu Mingfei is learning card making.

—As for what he dressed up as, Lu Mingfei didn't really care.

Even this time when he wanted to "dress up," he only thought of it as a way to avoid being ostracized and not fitting in. A little dressing up would be enough; there was no need to take it so seriously.

However, the red-robed monk and Luo Tianyi didn't think that way. Judging from their excited expressions, it was clear they had been hoping for this day for a long time…

"Don't speak!"

Seeing that Lu Mingfei was about to open his mouth, Luo Tianyi immediately pinched the small area on his chin that wasn't covered in makeup: "Do you know how difficult it is to do this makeup?"

"—Don't speak until I say it can be removed, no, you can't even move your face!"

Lu Mingfei blinked with difficulty, keeping his mouth still, and said indistinctly:

"Do we really have to wear makeup? We already have to wear masks on top of that..."

"If I wear a mask, the makeup underneath won't be visible, right?"

"It still has to be done!"

After her angry outburst, Luo Tianyi rattled off a string of incomprehensible phrases, such as "not being out of character is the rule of a dress-up ball" and "even if you're dressed up as an artist and wearing a mask, you still have to maintain your integrity," which made the many magical elves who came to watch the event burst into laughter, filling the indoor and outdoor air with a joyful atmosphere.

But Lu Mingfei wasn't so happy. He even began to regret his decision yesterday to "take this seriously" and to have specifically asked his magical elf to do his makeup...

As for not wearing makeup anymore? How could I possibly stop? You know, I spent 150 points just on makeup materials and tools. How could I just stop wearing makeup like that?

Thinking of this, he was caught in a dilemma, and Lu Mingfei couldn't help but sigh—he couldn't move his mouth when he sighed, so he actually exhaled through his nostrils.

-

The Halloween ball at St. Marian is quite different from other places.

In general, Halloween parties elsewhere are held at night, where everyone changes into their makeup under the glow of lights, and any flaws can be easily concealed in the dim light and shadows.

But St. Marian is different: its Halloween ball is held in the afternoon. With bright natural light and plenty of artificial light, this places high demands on the attendees—

It requires extremely exquisite makeup and superb acting skills to bring a character to life in such a serious setting.

Of course, even with such high standards, St. Mary's has a large student body and can easily muster a lot of people. Regardless of whether it's good or bad, quite a few had the courage to let so many people present scrutinize their makeup.

Therefore, every Halloween, in addition to the dance, there is another activity: guessing what kind of characters these students with free time will dress up as.

First, the club members guessed and selected the most exquisite one from the club. Then, other students from the college guessed. Finally, the best of the best were selected for the teachers to guess.

Sometimes, guests from outside the school will also be present at the Halloween ball in St. Marian, and they will join the teachers in guessing the characters the students are dressed up as.

Lu Mingfei, dressed in the full costume that cost him two hundred points to customize, couldn't help but let his eyes drift toward the tables of food. But no matter how much he wanted to go to the table and feast, considering his costume, he gritted his teeth and sat down in the empty spot near the [Dragon's Claw].

Of course, it certainly wouldn't be sitting on the ground—two hundred points wouldn't just include a set of clothes; in fact, it includes the entire cosplay, including the clothes he's wearing, the chair he's sitting in, the scepter he's holding, and the silver mask he's wearing on his face.

He lowered his head slightly, adjusted his breathing, and pretended to be suffering from a chronic illness and near death, while his right hand, wrapped in a silver iron glove, was raised high, straight as a tree, posing as if in a 'still' position.

— (Something like this)

Lu Mingfei's taking his seat seemed to signal something; after him, one by one, the exquisitely made-up actors or students simply attending the ball gathered and entered the hall. The students moved in twos and threes between the various clubs, freely taking the cold food from the long tables.

Principal Cynthia's footsteps shattered the noise, drawing everyone's attention to this legend—

"Today, we celebrate Halloween once again." She raised her glass, gesturing towards the students, "Before we begin, let's first give a shout-out to the students who will be performing!"

"Regardless of their performance, their courage to try new things deserves encouragement!"

After a burst of applause, Principal Cynthia turned her glass toward the guest seats: "This year's ball also has two special guests—"

"The prince and princess have both come to our Sainte-Marie today! We hope that the students performing this year will deliver a truly amazing performance, making this trip worthwhile for both of you!"

After another round of applause, Cynthia tapped her glass, announcing the official start of the ball—only then did the formal banquet dishes appear on the long table, emitting a very faint aroma that was quickly dispelled by the fragrance lingering in the air before it could disturb the performers.

But thanks to his 13% (21%) perception, Lu Mingfei was still able to smell those aromas and even imagine how delicious they were—

Wait, does that sound like it didn't come from the long table?

Lu Mingfei's eyes darted around, his gaze fixed intently on Rong En in front of him. Rong En was currently holding a plate and had walked over to the Dragon's Claw, looking around as if searching for someone—

But Lu Mingfei knew that this bastard was doing it on purpose: it was one thing to be carrying a plate when looking for someone, but why was he specifically carrying a plate and circling around one person?

Alright, if you can still sleep tonight, I'll admit defeat.

Having secretly decided to retaliate tonight, Lu Mingfei simply opened the comprehensive network and began studying other things to distract himself—

For example, the support role you just started?

[Support Class: Dragon Chef]

[Characteristics: omitted]

Cooking Index: 11

Cooking Points: 0

[Recipe library accessed: None]

After reviewing the text provided on the website and combining it with the given examples, Lu Mingfei quickly understood the meaning of the two numbers.

The cooking index refers to the numerical value obtained by multiplying Lu Mingfei's learned culinary skills by the overall compatibility index between them and the profession. It can be said that the higher this number, the more powerful and delicious the dishes can be made.

It's worth noting that not all learned culinary skills will increase this number; there needs to be an adaptation and adjustment period after learning a new skill. If this step is missed, the number might actually decrease after learning a new culinary skill.

Cooking points are actually a unique currency for this secondary profession. Each time a dish is made, corresponding cooking points are awarded based on the dish's level, ingredients, and Lu Mingfei's cooking stats.

Cooking points can be redeemed for new recipes on this screen—that's really its only use...