Resisting temptation makes you stronger? I'm going to build a base and cultivate martial arts.

The seven people arrived at the canteen quickly.

It was still empty here because it wasn't lunchtime yet.

Deng Yi was already waiting at the door.

She first calmly greeted Sylvia before leading the white wolf into the kitchen.

"This is a high-powered stove; you have to adjust the heat with your foot. Try it out... This is the marinated meat, and these are the side dishes and seasonings. Can you manage this yourself?"

"It should be fine." White Wolf glanced over and saw that everything was very complete.

"Then it's yours. Use whatever you like... That's the leader's food over there, take as much as you like. I'll be leaving now."

After saying that, Deng Yi quickly ran away.

White Wolf stood alone in the middle of the kitchen.

He thought about the tastes in the western region, lit the fire in the large frying pan, and waited until it was almost heated before taking out seven steaks and placing them flat on it.

While the steak was sizzling, he casually took out two whole chickens that were about six months old, threw them into the boiling water, and then turned off the fire.

Since Sister Yi specifically mentioned the leader's dishes.

White Wolf casually scooped seven lobsters from the pool, drained them, and sliced ​​them...

Once everything is basically completed.

He thought for a moment, then took two pig trotters from a pot that had been cooked and braised not far away, removed the large bones, cut the rest into strips, arranged them on a plate, and then covered them with a bowl of rice.

I frantically completed a whole bunch of tasks.

Finally, everything was brought out on a large tray, spread out like a buffet, and distributed to the table.

He also gave a brief introduction.

"Boss, I don't know what you like to eat, but steak should be fine... This is poached chicken. If you don't like ginger and scallions, you can dip it in black pepper sauce and garlic sauce... Finally, the main course is pork knuckle rice."

Sylvia looked at the white wolf meaningfully: "Why is it pork trotter rice?"

"Although I don't know why you did this, objectively speaking, the kindness you and the protagonist showed me allowed me to survive for half a year." White Wolf smiled. "So if you need any help, please don't hesitate to ask."

Sylvia smiled. "You have a pretty nice way of speaking!"

She raised her smooth neck as if she were the one in charge: "Eat!"

Everyone started eating.

Soon, the white wolf discovered that Sylvia didn't actually care what she ate.

She ate a little of each, following a counter-clockwise cycle week after week.

You can't tell which dish she prefers from her facial expression.

Soon, she took out a handkerchief from somewhere and gently wiped her mouth.

The other five people weren't particularly hungry to begin with, but being enveloped by this aura, they subconsciously put down their chopsticks as well.

Only the white wolf.

He fought the Beast King for most of the day, and both his physical body and spiritual power were almost at their limits.

Coupled with the habits he developed during his impoverished years, he didn't waste a single thing and simply packed up the rest and stuffed it into his stomach.

Sylvia didn't say anything, she just kept staring at him chewing.

Soon, the entire place was cleared.

Sylvia produced a teacup from somewhere, took a sip of hot tea, and slowly said, "You know the black mist in the cradle has escaped, right?"

"Yes, I saw it back then." White Wolf recalled that scene.

Sylvia nodded, then began to explain from the beginning.

"When a person's resentment is too strong and they are about to become an outcast, there is a certain probability that they will fall into the cradle of the wronged."

"Therefore, new people will always be coming into the cradle, and it is impossible to completely empty it."

"To prevent the emergence of something like a 'child of resentment' someday, I deliberately left behind three kinds of anomalies: black mist, insects, and flesh."

"They can automatically eliminate newcomers, while the three of them maintain a dynamic balance."

"Then, a mirror ran in... I originally thought it would be killed quickly, but I didn't expect it to keep pulling people out of this world and multiply more and more."

"The black mist was originally specifically designed to devour these amorphous or irregular anomalies."

"But it ran away."

"While flesh and blood may not be afraid of mirrors for the time being, they are powerless against them."

"The insects are being parasitized in large numbers, and they are almost wiped out."

"The cradle is now in complete chaos."

The white wolf blinked: "So?"

"So I hope you can go in and help me clean up those mirrors." Sylvia put down her teacup, her expression serious.

As if knowing what the white wolf wanted to ask, she said, "That parchment can protect a few of you from being parasitized, but it won't be enough for any more... Compared to that, I trust you more than those bureaucrats."

"Boss, I personally feel it's my responsibility. But my little friend..." White Wolf hesitated.

"Oh, don't worry, I just talked to the Administration Bureau. I'll take care of your reward, and theirs will still be paid by the Administration Bureau." Sylvia raised an eyebrow.

White Wolf gave a wry smile: "So, you've essentially rented this place from me?"

"Pretty much! After all, the Mirror's roots are in its cradle, and it's a waste of time for the Bureau to kill as many people as it wants outside, so they're happy to see it happen."

Seeing that the white wolf had agreed, Sylvia flicked her finger.

An antique parchment appeared.

"It will tell you the rest," Sylvia smiled.

Suddenly, as if she remembered something, her face became very serious: "Back at the beach, you said you were willing to do anything as long as you could survive... Now, you really should think carefully about what you really want."

After saying that, Sylvia vanished from in front of the six people without waiting for a reply.

Only a piece of parchment remained, drifting gracefully to the table.

The white wolf stared at the empty seat for a moment, then reached out and picked it up, opening it.

On the pale yellow paper, the writing appeared as if it had been scorched by fire.

"Hey! Another working person, I didn't expect to see you again! You don't seem to be doing too well these days?"

Based on previous experience, the other party should be able to hear the voice.

So White Wolf said directly, "It needs some time to recover. Is the Cradle in a hurry?"

The handwriting read: "Very urgent! The number of employees being controlled is increasing every day!"

But soon, the text disappeared, replaced by: "However, the boss said that those ants won't all die anytime soon, so you can rest first. Take your time, the most important thing is to be fast!"

"Let's not use those tired tropes anymore..." White Wolf said helplessly.

He glanced at the plate on the table, then sat down again.

I just ate too much and don't want to leave for a while.

The other members, though outwardly silent, had been sending over 999 messages in the group chat for quite some time.

So White Wolf simply took out his phone and started submitting the task completion status.

He saw that the Beast King quest section had been successfully submitted and the corpse had been verified as correct.

However, a separate task progress report is required.

Considering that the Beast King's situation might have caused trouble for others, White Wolf simply called over the other five people. Everyone pieced together the whole story, noting each person's role, and then submitted it.

The review committee may have changed its procedures afterward, or it may have been the subject of numerous complaints.

In short, efficiency has now become extremely high.

The entire task was reviewed and approved in no time.

"Wow! That was fast this time!" Ji Huaiguang felt his phone vibrate, opened it, and found that his merits and points had been credited to his account.

White Wolf also saw the notification.

"Beastmaster quest complete!"

"Reward: 100 merit points, 5000 points"

"The combat group rankings have risen 50 places, and it is now ranked 324th."

White Wolf looked at Jing Xi: "What's the purpose of this combat group ranking?"

"It's a ranking based on a comprehensive evaluation of your strength and achievements," Jing Xi said. "We're now independent. Our status and authority within the Cultivator Management Bureau will be determined by this."