In a wasteland world devastated by natural disasters, the surviving human civilization has huddled in a corner, gasping for breath for a century. Faced with a heavily polluted environment, powerful mutated creatures, rampant undead, and mysterious witches... what will become of the mercenaries who have inexplicably turned into beautiful girls?

In the bustling tavern, a bard sang the legend of a dragon-slaying hero by the fire, while several adventurers gathered together to play monster cards. Mali finished the remaining capsule coffee in his thermos and said to the half-elf girl beside him, "Let's go, it's time to go," the kind waitress warned. "But there's a group of vicious snake-men bandits lurking on the road ahead. Why don't you wait a little longer? The Baron is already recruiting mercenaries." "No problem, we'll drive."

In another virtual world, there lives a game-playing gourmet who changes the world. His creations are guaranteed to be classics. The eggs in his fried rice are phoenix eggs, the rice in his braised rice is Qin Shi Huang's rice, and the meat filling in his steamed buns is made from ice silkworm meat. His creations have strict rules. If I don't let you eat it, you can't eat it. Even if you can eat it, it depends on his mood; if he's in a bad mood, you still can't eat it. Every day, his creations cause a frenzy, with even female celebrities camping out, and flying swords and spaceships deployed just for that one exquisite taste experience. —He is the devilish chef who wields an iron wok, inspiring both love and hate.