"Cooking skills?" Dark curled his lips and pretended to be "disdainful":

"It's not a dark dish, right? I remember that no good things happen to any skills you showed me for the first time. I still remember that last time, you said you could fish, so I put a steel wire in the ice hole in the middle of the Voliga River to fish. Good guy, the fish caught it, it's still very big, but it was an 'alien monster', called the 'icy giant sturgeon', which made us fight for a long time before killing it. But in the end, its meat and fins sold some new rubles."

"This time is different." Wolfya smiled apologetically while fumbled through the keyhole on the dilapidated iron kitchen door:

"We have been busy in the past few years, so we don't have time to let you taste my craft. In fact, twenty years ago, cooking was one of my strengths. Do you remember the scientists Moron mentioned to us when he was in Xinfeng Town who served the 'Evolution Station'?"

"I think... well, I should remember, it's called... Igor, right?" Dark asked, scratching his head.

"Yes, it's him." Wolfya bent over and nodded with difficulty:

"It is said that he is a master of cooking. Luo Ni told me a few days ago that Mr. Igor had cooked him a Khitan Risy-style meal. It has to be said that the orientals' attainments in food are beyond the reach of countries around the world. No matter how strange the ingredients are, in the skillful hands of orientals, they can always become a delicacy that you will never forget.

"The Putoyas are different. They are not good at cooking except boiling some vegetables and grilling a few pieces of meat. But after all, when it comes to dark dishes, we Cruzdes have indeed invented a lot after the SGD. But that is all because of food shortage, we had to develop more cooking methods, which is also forced to survive.

"But even so, Igor, who has oriental cooking skills, will not make much better than me."

"What are you? Wolfya, I'm really curious." Dark asked, patting Wolfya's shoulder with anticipation.

At this moment, after fiddling for a long time, Wolfya finally opened the abandoned iron kitchen door.

"Cough cough, cough cough. Why... so big ash?" Dake pounced on the dust in the air and kept covering his mouth and coughing.

Soon, Wolfya took out two black masks from his pocket and handed them to Dak, which barely relieved his discomfort.

Picking up the broom you wanted from the hostel's manager, Wolfya explained to Dak while cleaning the dust:

“In the original plan, it was indeed a place for us to cook and process ingredients. About a few months ago, the Federal Commission's understanding of the scale of this "deep and deep" campaign was limited to the scope of small local conflicts.

"At the beginning, the 'Artificial Lake' was just an affiliated stronghold established in conjunction with the 'Five Great Man City', and at most it became a satellite city with large strongholds. Therefore, the initially established military camps and residences were equipped with independent kitchens."

"But now? What about after the scale is getting bigger?" Dark asked, wiped off the dust from a chair behind him with a rag, and jumped up and asked.

"Then let's have a centralized meal." Wolfya explained:

"If the supply of ingredients and basic materials is not short, then eat in the cafeteria. Anyway, the system of concentrated dining in the army has existed in the old empire. If there is a shortage of materials, I will find a way to cook by myself. But today, I said I would show you the 'cooking skills', and there are a few old comrades who came to the 'Artificial Lake' camp this time, and brought me some difficult ingredients to get, and it happened that I could make some classic Cruzde dishes."

"It's your old comrade again, haha." Dark whispered, then looked at the cloth bag beside Wolfya with curious eyes and asked:

"What ingredients are there? It's mysterious and wrapped so tightly."

"Don't move for now." Wolfya hurriedly reminded:

"Some of these ingredients are air-dried, some are vacuum-packed with air, and some are fresh vegetables and meat, wrapped in several layers of plastic film. I sent these things from Kanoske. Although the journey is not far away, the road is complicated, and there are many difficult-to-removal viruses in the air.

"Only by experiencing complex disinfection and packaging work can we ensure that the food is safe for people. However, even if we do this, we cannot guarantee that they are 100% not infected with 'virus'. Doing so largely means reducing the number of infections and saving the consumption of 'Federal No. 0'."

"I'm not afraid. Anyway, I'm all a psychic. Infection will only enhance my strength. After all, my spirit will not collapse because of this thing and degenerate into a 'innocent person'." Dark muttered with his mouth.

After barely sweeping away the dust on the kitchen floor, Wolfya poured the last dustpan into the iron trash can, walked to Dake's side, pressed Dake's shoulder heavily with his right hand, and said in an extremely solemn and helpless tone:

"But I'm afraid."

After saying that, he pretended to be sad and shook his head, splitting the ingredients in the package.

In order to alleviate this embarrassing situation, Dake, who knew he said the wrong thing, chose to take the initiative to help Wolfya clean the dusty stove, kitchenware, and the gas tank that had not been used for a long time and had a little rust on the surface.

After a few minutes, after bagging the last bucket of garbage and throwing it at the kitchen door, Dake finally saw the food in the package.

Indeed, these foods are not common in this wasteland continent and are by no means the daily diet of frontline people.

There are no disgusting "artificial meat" or black liba in the package, not some high-protein powders or snot-slimy nutrient solution, but some rare real meat and vegetables.

First of all, what caught my eye was a sturgeon. It seemed to be to make up for the bad memories brought by the last fishing. Wolfya deliberately wanted to catch the fish that was caught under the Voliga River a few days ago.

After all, although the fish in the "artificial lake" are abundant, the Federal Commission and Commander-in-Chief Yaroslav knew that even if he was about to starve, he could not hunt any creatures here.

As the experimental field of the "Artificial Fire of Heavenly Punishment" in the old empire, all creatures here have an excessive radiation level. Once eaten incorrectly, their skin will be ulcerated and will not be cured for a few years. In the worst case, they will immediately go crazy and degenerate into "unintentional people". They will either start the "nuclear cutoff" and self-destruction, or be killed by their comrades.

The mutation caused by wrong eating is often only discovered one day after that, no medicine can work.

There is also a "ice field rooster" among other meat ingredients, which grows in a large farm in the northern part of the Ice Field Province. Because that place is close to the far north forest and there are rivers nearby, it effectively blocks the harassment of "unintentional people".

Therefore, the chickens growing there can not only contact the flowers, plants, trees, forests, fields, lakes, seas, and sunlight in nature. Compared with the chickens that live in underground farms, the meat is more tender and not very hot.

As for the encapsulated air-dried food, there are only a few large pieces of "bear meat sausage". The Cruzders generally do not eat bears. On the one hand, it is indeed troublesome to obtain their meat. The size and strength of bears are more difficult to capture than other small animals.

On the other hand, they are still considered the middle and upper layers of the food chain, and "unintentional viruses" are more likely to gather in the body, and the treatment is complicated, but the taste of meat is inconsistent with the Cruise de tradition.

However, in the era of shortage of materials, the development of more meat is indeed a possibility of survival.

Carrying the "bear meat sausage" that has not yet been fully opened, Dark still muttered in his heart and asked Wolfya:

"That...Wolfya, are you sure that the 'bear meat sausage' can be eaten?"

"Ofya nodded, pointing to the ingredients in Dak's hand:

"Although this thing is indeed strange to make, in fact, it was invented as early as the early days of the establishment of the Cruzd Empire to solve the problem of food shortage. After thousands of years of development, a series of seasonings and processing procedures today have long been able to remove the indescribable discomfort on the surface of bear meat.

"I heard that there was a man who worked as a court chef under Ivan Twenty-second. He had a sudden idea of ​​using bear meat to make canned food, as a "creative military ration". As a result, he made a few samples and asked Ivan Twenty-second to taste it. Good guy, the moment the can opened, a mixed smell of salty, stench, rot, sour and rotten food, and other food spoiled into the noses of the generals who were waiting to taste it.

"They were actually made these strong [soldiers] who had been through the battlefield for a long time and were in harmony with the dead, and they almost broke down their minds and covered their mouths and bleed out loud."

"Hahaha, what happened later?" Dark said curiously.

"Later? The kitchen was abandoned, and the 'Emperor' was changed to the 'Yongchi Back Hall'. The palace chef and the old room were destroyed by shells. It is said that there was no residue left in the end, but he was "creative" and "dead" by his "creative", hahaha." Wolfya smiled heartily, and suddenly the expression on his face froze, and then became serious. He sighed and continued:

"But then again, many people should not talk about bear meat. If they could drink a sip of clean water, they would not become 'unintentioned people' or losers, and stand in a camp that was hostile to us. I have served the Federal Council and the army for more than 30 years. There were hundreds of comrades standing in front of me alone. However, even if there was a shortage of food, no matter how fierce the war was, and no matter how insufficient the staff were, we survived the difficult environment again and again. However, perhaps indeed, the 'restart era' depicted by Vasily will not move towards a bright future."

"We humans... will definitely last until the day when the night ends." Dak stood behind Wolfya and comforted:
Chapter completed!