Chapter 11: Why Are You Not Afraid of Me When I Am So Awesome?

Translator: OnGoingWhy Editor: mole, Vermillion

According to the grading system of the Hidden Dragon Continent, the first grade was the lowest cultivation level. This level of cultivation was incapable of any influence within the imperial city.

However, what Bu Fang was puzzled about was how he suddenly obtained true energy.

Was it because he completed the system mission? His first mission was to obtain his first customer, but the reward was only the improved version of Egg-Fried Rice and a fragment of the God of Cooking set. There was no mention of true energy.

"System, will I gain true energy and become stronger just by completing missions?" The baffled Bu Fang asked.

The system solemnly replied, "The host's true energy cultivation level is related to the amount of crystals earned. After a monetary transaction is completed, the crystals will be converted into cultivation level based on the conversion ratio. The host can monitor his cultivation level and conversion ratio in the character panel.

"The current system level is at one star and the crystal conversion ratio is at ten percent. When the system level reaches two stars, more functions will be unlocked: more furniture can be used and customers may bring their own ingredients.

"The host earned twenty two crystals today. According to the conversion ratio, two crystals worth of energy have been gained. The true energy level is equivalent to that of a first grade Warrior."

Bu Fang was speechless, he had no idea that crystals had such a purpose. However, after he gave it a thought, he realized it was natural. In the first place, crystals were a necessity to cultivators. They could increase their cultivation level by processing it. The conversion by the system was only a shortcut for Bu Fang.

"Eh... In that case, does that mean I can become stronger just by earning crystals?" An awkward smile slowly appeared on Bu Fang's face.

"In order to become a second grade Battle-Master, ten crystals are needed. Third grade Battle-Maniac needs a hundred crystals. Fourth grade Battle-Spirit needs a thousand crystals. Fifth grade Battle-King needs ten thousand crystals," The system announced.

Bu Fang was completely speechless.

"Fine, there's a long way for me to go."

"By the way, what did you mean by customers may bring their own ingredients?" Bu Fang curiously asked.

"The host can use the ingredients brought by the customers to create dishes and the price is determined by the rating of the dish given by the system," The system solemnly explained.

"So that's what it was." Bu Fang's eyes slightly lit up. It was a rather considerate functionality and a method the system was using to develop his ability to earn crystals. Unfortunately, his current system level was still not enough. In this fantasy world, there were plenty of excellent ingredients for him to use. If customers were allowed to bring their own ingredients, he would surely earn a lot of crystals.

In order to increase his system level, he needed to complete the missions given by it. The latest mission: please make a profit of at least a hundred crystals and a thousand gold coins within a week.

Mission progress: 22/100, 100/100

Bu Fang sighed inwardly, knowing that it was another mission that was far from completion.

As an excellent chef, he needed to ensure that he had enough sleep. After Bu Fang exited the system panel, he slowly closed his eyes and went to sleep. The sound of even breathing could be heard after a while.

The next morning.

Bu Fang got up on time. After washing up, he began his daily cooking practice. Once he finished practicing all of the dishes that he learned, Bu Fang opened the store while yawning.

The big black dog was still lying in front of the store. It was as if it had always been lying at the same position, without ever moving. Bu Fang was slightly astonished by it as well.

"Good morning, Blacky," Bu Fang expressionlessly greeted.

The big black dog rolled its eyes and ignored him.

Bu Fang was not embarrassed either. He walked back into the kitchen and placed the Egg-Fried Rice made during his practice into a bowl. When he returned, he stood in front of Blacky while carrying the bowl.

"It's time to eat, Blacky," Bu Fang said.

As the lazy Blacky smelled the fragrance from the bowl, it immediately became energetic. With its pink tongue hanging out, its eyes were filled with expectation as it stared at the bowl in Bu Fang's hands.

Bu Fang was furious as he thought, "This gluttonous dog completely changes its attitude when there's gourmet food, then it regresses the moment it finishes eating.

“What happened to the bond between men and dogs?

“Doesn’t he understand that it is very important to please me, the chef? He will only get a steady stream of gourmet food if I am pleased!"

There was nothing Bu Fang could do about this gluttonous dog either. After he placed the bowl in front of Blacky, it started to gobble down the food while shaking its tail.

Bu Fang pulled a chair over and curled up on it. He lay there comfortably while waiting for customers to show up.

It was another beautiful and simple day.

At that moment, a group of menacing people were flocking around the main street of the imperial city.

Sun Qixiang dressed in colorful clothes was leading the group. Being one of the three most famous playboys in the imperial city, everyone on the main street avoided him while fearfully looking in his direction.

Sun Qixiang was very satisfied with the way they looked at him, "That's right! That's how you should look at me! You should be afraid of me when I am so awesome!"

"Follow me! If I don't smash up that little restaurant by today, my surname isn't Sun!"

After getting stripped and thrown out of the restaurant the day before, Sun Qixiang had nightmares throughout the night and could not sleep properly. Which was why early in the morning he gathered all of the servants under his family's employment to get even with Bu Fang.

It was the first time that Sun Qixiang had to experience such an embarrassing situation, he would not be able to rest easy as long as Bu Fang was not dead.

That day, Xiao Yanyu was staying at home. After eating the improved Egg-Fried Rice the previous day, her true energy level increased and she had to go into seclusion. That was why only Xiao Xiaolong was heading toward the little restaurant.

However, just when he reached the main street, he saw Sun Qixiang bringing over a hundred men to thrash the restaurant.

"Oh my heavens! I still want to eat Egg-Fried Rice! What the hell are you doing!" Xiao Xiaolong was angry, where would he find Egg-Fried Rice that was delicious and would increase his cultivation level if the restaurant was gone?!

As the group of over a hundred men majestically went past the Immortal Phoenix Restaurant and walked a few dozen meters more, the surroundings became silent.

The alleyway that was usually deserted became crowded with people that day.

Sun Qixiang's men were all holding sticks while coldly looking toward the little restaurant in the alleyway.

"Damn it! How dare a little restaurant in a god forsaken place bully our young master! It is practically begging to be smashed!"

At the restaurant's entrance, Bu Fang was comfortably curled up on the chair while squinting his eyes as the warm sunlight enveloped his lazy figure.

The big black dog was lying nearby with its tail shaking as it gobbled up the food within its food bowl.

"I've come to smash your store!" Sun Qixiang arrogantly pointed at Bu Fang with his paper fan and coldly shouted. He believed that Bu Fang would be afraid since he brought so many people.

If Bu Fang did not get down on his knees and beg for mercy, he would not spare him!

It was terribly quiet in the alleyway. After Sun Qixiang finished shouting, his expectation of Bu Fang begging for mercy did not come true. The latter remained curled up on his chair, basking in the sunlight.

All of the servants were staring at Sun Qixiang.

Sun Qixiang felt stupid and did not think that he would be ignored like this.

He was extremely furious and felt as if Bu Fang had just slapped him a few times in the face.

"Smash it! Smash everything you see! Tear down this little store! Damn it, I want this brat to know what happens to someone who offends me!"

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