"You have the talent to become a chef, but you're too old and have no chance of becoming a head chef." Tang Daoan, rejected by multiple restaurants, was filled with resentment when the God of Luck gently awakened his dormant mind and transported him to the world of Food Wars! He strives to become the world's number one Western restaurant chef, searching for his own recipe for life!

Humans are social animals. When you accept a gift from the High Table, you must provide your services. This is the social contract.

Looking at those glorious names, each one represents a glorious past. However, time has passed, and the High Table remains. But these names are either on wanted lists or in cemeteries.

So, when I came into this world, I swore that I would never be a killer. Otherwise, one day, someone might kill me for a dog.

Only in the corner where the high table doesn't matter.

Only then can I successfully survive in this world full of calculations. Remember: only the dead are reliable.

So, I will move about the world as a scavenger, offering my loyalty, and I will obey if you require, and I will continue to obey.

So said the famous good fellow, the street sweeper who charged the highest price.