The Military Chef of a Ruined World-Chapter 99.2

Patient Food (Part 1.2)

As he grew up, his father’s physique became more like his father,

but Bum-seok only grew to admire him more as he aged.

However, due to the sudden flood and the appearance of the monsters,

Bum-seok’s father lost everything he had built up over a lifetime.

If it had just stopped there, it would have been fortunate.

But Bum-seok’s father, out of fear of facing that reality,

chose to imprison his own mind in the depths.

‘The bastards who did this to my father… As long as they help me take revenge on them, nothing else matters.’

The man cooking right now was the same.

His hobby being cooking or whatever,

that’s completely irrelevant.

‘Judging by this, he seems to be a pretty… no, incredibly powerful mage.’

Their captain was considering an alliance with them.

A remarkably powerful mage.

If they become allies, he could help with Bum-seok’s revenge.

Nothing else was worth worrying about.

Bum-seok leaned against the wall and sat down, blankly watching the cooking progress from afar.

‘…The portion seems strangely small.’

He had grandly declared that he would serve them a meal but the food he had prepared appeared to be just a single serving.

‘Tch… After a big fight, I’m starving. At this rate, when will he finish cooking?’

As long as the meal can just satisfy the hunger, that’s enough.

The sight of him pulling ingredients out of thin air was certainly shocking,

but the grand cooking attempt just seemed like a waste of time.

Just then, the man portioned out the single serving of food into a bowl,

and placed his hand over it, muttering something.

At that moment.

“…Huh?!”

Before Bum-seok’s eyes, the meal the man had prepared suddenly materialized.

‘Did he transport it using that spatial magic?’

It didn’t take long for him to realize that was not the case.

“What, what is this?”

“Is the food…copied?”

Hearing the murmurs around him, he looked around.

He realized the food had appeared in front of not just him, but all the people present.

Over a hundred of them, including those soldiers.

Bum-seok, who had tried not to pay attention to unnecessary matters,

couldn’t help but feel a cold sweat on his back.

‘Such a feat that would be treated as a miracle in legends…

casually done like this.’

It’s nearly impossible to just brush this off and not be concerned.

Bum-seok approached the soldier he had questioned earlier and asked again.

“Excuse me.”

“I’ll enjoy the meal… Ah, yes? Do you have another question?”

The soldier, who had been grinning about digging into the food, frowned a little as he responded.

Bum-seok felt a bit guilty about that expression, but he felt he had to ask this.

“Just out of curiosity, are all the outsiders like him?”

“What do you mean, ‘like him’?”

“I mean, you and the other soldiers, the outsiders. Are you all on a similar level as that man?”

It was a fairly serious question.

The group led by Chang-su, ‘The Revengers’, were considered among the strongest in this sunken city.

Bum-seok himself was one of them.

Even in the disadvantageous underwater environment, he could subdue a couple of monsters simultaneously – a true powerhouse.

But compared to what that man had done, his combat abilities felt pathetically inferior.

A thought suddenly occurred to him.

‘If not just that man, but the others are on a similar level…’

Perhaps, their boasts of being strong in this city were just those of a frog in a well.

The terrifying realization that all the time he spent strengthening himself

for revenge could have been in vain.

“No. No, no, no. You’re saying some scary things.”

The soldier who received the question waved his hands frantically.

“So, it’s not the case?”

“Of course not! If all our squad members were on Captain Shin’s level,

We would have cleared this dungeon in less than an hour.

Captain Shin is just exceptionally extraordinary.”

“I see… that’s a relief.”

The horrifying imagination didn’t seem to be reality after all.

Bum-seok let out a sigh of relief.

“We’ve been with Captain Shin for quite a while, and even we are often amazed by what he does.”

“Is it to that extent?”

“…Anyway, you’ll be working with us in this dungeon, so you can consider us temporary comrades.”

The soldier muttered something strange to himself, then nodded as if he had convinced himself of something.

“As a temporary comrade, let me give you a simple piece of advice. It’s best not to be too surprised by Captain Shin’s actions. You’ll just end up mentally exhausted.

Just go with the flow and don’t overthink it.”

“‘Go with the flow’…?”

“Thinking ‘Is this even possible?’ will just leave you without answers and stressed out.

Instead, it’s better to think ‘Wow, Captain Shin is really amazing!’

Just take it at face value and it’ll be easier.”

A similar incident had just happened among the squad members.

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[Subspace and cooking have nothing to do with each other? Does this make sense?]

[It just shows how extraordinary Captain Shin is!]

“It’s one of the survival skills for adapting to this changed world. So, it’s best to keep that in mind.”

“….”

Bum-seok was a bit bewildered, but since this powerful individual was seeking an alliance, he decided to just take it positively.

“Well, enough chatter. Let’s start eating already, I’m starving.”

“Ah, my apologies.”

“No need to apologize. Instead, you can look forward to it.”

“Look forward to it?”

“While Captain Shin’s other abilities are impressive, his cooking skills are the true cream of the crop.”

Bum-seok let out a small chuckle, thinking the exaggeration was a joke.

‘Well, it does look delicious.’

A set of various side dishes and a bowl of rice.

After months of subsisting on rye bread and fish, his mouth was watering a little.

The moment he took a spoonful of the food into his mouth,

“…!?”

The shock of witnessing the ‘spatial magic’ came crashing down on him.