Perhaps there wouldn’t be any planet that had experienced as many chaotic eras as Earth. 

For example, some races have ingrained agricultural civilization into their genes which has become their racial talent, such as the people of from China while others have inscribed oceanic life and hunting into their blood, making it their pride and belief, like the Vikings… (a fictional country) 

In short, the various splendid civilizations on Earth and the diverse lifestyles of all races converge to create their unique charm, as well as the distinctive ways of life of each race. 

Sometimes Su Ge wonders if the person taking part in this program today were not her, a Chinese person, but instead a Viking, an Arab, or even someone Caucasian. Would their decisions be different? 

In the morning, while doing radio calisthenics and contemplating these profound existential questions after washing her face, Su Ge quickly snapped back to reality because as she was doing jumping exercises, she saw a group of aliens approaching her residence with excitement. 

She felt a headache coming. 

Yesterday evening, she had thought about many ambitious goals and pondered numerous grand slogans to contribute to the Earth’s glory. However, in the end, she realized she was still just going to be a cook. 

The queue of aliens coming for a meal clearly expanded compared to yesterday. 

Aside from Rong Shi and the others. There’s Amphit and Yilan, and even Lana, who shares a deep friendship with the injured Meng. 

They stood in the sunlight, smiling brightly at Su Ge, like sunflowers in the field, gazing at the red sun in their hearts. Su Ge sighed and asked, “What do you want to eat?” 

“Hot pot!” Everyone answered in unison. 

Su Ge pinched her forehead. No, why did she even ask? What was she thinking? For aliens who have only eaten hot pot once, could you expect them to make any other choice? No, what was she thinking? Even if aliens could make other choices, could she? 

No, she couldn’t. 

So, Su Ge silently held back the words “she didn’t want to eat hot pot continuously,” knowing it would only cause more problems. She resigned herself to preparing a hot pot. 

She wondered if Glaki had a premonition yesterday, as he had unexpectedly made an exceptionally large pottery basin, more than enough to serve so many people for hot pot. 

The aliens, who were now skilled in household chores after a hot pot feast, showed considerable resourcefulness. They didn’t sit idly like old masters but actively began to help. 

For example, they expanded the bonfire. Originally, it was only intended for four or five people. And if there wasn’t enough firewood, it didn’t matter; they brought their own. Moreover, they brought plenty of suitable stones to sit on, arranging them around the bonfire, transforming what was originally a simple bonfire into an impressive fire pit in an instant. 

They even help Su Ge prepare all the side dishes, starting with washing them, and helping Su Ge slice the meat to be eaten. In short, since entering Wild Star 756, this is the first time Su Ge has seen all the aliens so unified and actively doing something together. 

The speed was very fast, and the effect was quite good. 

Looking at these aliens, Su Ge suddenly felt that if they helped like this every day, even being a cook wouldn’t be that tiring. 

While waiting for the pot to boil, Su Ge noticed a subtle difference in the emotions of the aliens. Although they all appeared very excited, those who hadn’t joined for yesterday’s meal seemed more nervous and expectant beneath their excitement. 

Su Ge even noticed that when they saw the bottom of the pot boiling, their hands and feet began to tremble with excitement, eager to start cooking in it. Su Ge hurriedly stopped them, “Wait.” 

After waiting for the soup base to cook, everyone was really suffering. Just when it seemed like they could finally eat soon, they were suddenly stopped, which was really hard to bear. 

As a natural foodie, Su Ge naturally understood this feeling. Without delay, she scooped a bowl of cooked white soup from the pot with the ladle made by Glaki yesterday and handed it to Lana, “Send it to Meng first, his injuries aren’t healed yet, he can’t eat meat.” 

Lana was stunned for a moment, then she almost cried, “Can we wait until after the meal?” 

“After the meal, it’ll get cold, and the flavor won’t be as good. How do you plan to take care of a patient?” Without waiting for Su Ge to respond, Li Ya rudely cut in on Lana’s daydream, saying, “Hurry up and go, then come back quickly.” 

“Then… you must wait for me!” Lana looked around at everyone, realizing that her pitiful plea was useless at all. Finally, she gritted her teeth and warned everyone, “You must wait for me!” 

While saying this, she dashed out of Su Ge’s camp with the soup in hand. Her movements were incredibly swift, defying the stereotype of her race known for its vanity and elegance. 

“Now can we eat?” Li Ya felt successful now that he had gotten rid of someone who would compete with him for the food. He eagerly eyed the pot with an unmistakable expression of hunger. 

“We can eat only when everyone who’s dining is present.” Su Ge calmly stated, “On Earth, that’s dining etiquette.” 

Alright… The cook is the king, the cook is the God; whatever you say goes. 

During the next few minutes, which might have been the toughest for all the aliens since they got here, none of them said a word. The only sounds in the whole camp were the crackling of firewood beneath the pot and the bubbling from within it. Besides that, even their breathing calmed down. 

The aliens sitting around the campfire all stared eagerly at the pot, completely absorbed, as if it held some world treasure. 

Su Ge attempted to start a conversation a few times but failed each time. They all appeared to be frozen, showing no interest in their surroundings, until Lana flew back like a rocket and landed in her seat, bringing the stillness back to life… 

Vivid. 

No, vivid was too subtle, it was brutal. 

All she could see was dish after dish of food being thrown into the boiling soup. But just as it started to boil, it was already too late for Su Ge to intervene. There was hardly anything left in the pot, and she could only add more ingredients, but the tragedy of being wiped out kept repeating, no matter how many times she tried. 

Towards the end, Su Ge was tempted to throw away the chopsticks. Weren’t these aliens unfamiliar with using chopsticks? Yesterday they were all using them messily, but today, what’s the deal? Each and every one of them had seemingly installed electronic devices on their wrists. They use the chopsticks perfectly, to a standard that even Su Ge, an Earthling, couldn’t criticize. 

“They all practiced in private last night.” Rong Shi seemed to understand Su Ge’s inner anger. He quickly scooped meat and vegetables into her bowl while explaining to her the extraterrestrial amateur’s activities in the entire safety spot last night. 

Su Ge: “…” 

Last night, following Zigmadar and Sela’s enthusiastic promotion, those who had the chance to taste the hot pot first couldn’t help but salivate. With the exception of stubborn individuals like Flynn, almost everyone else was overwhelmingly ready to enjoy a free meal. 

So, that night, while Glaki shaved chopsticks for half an hour, the rest of the time, the extraterrestrials were all practicing how to use chopsticks. At first, they couldn’t even hold the chopsticks steady, but eventually, they could all use chopsticks to pick up small stones. 

From this, it can be seen that no matter which planet or galaxy, foodies are the same, and the driving force behind foodies is also the same, and the infinite potential hidden in the bodies of foodies is also the same. 

Su Ge imagined the scene from last night… Well, the picture was too beautiful. It’s better not to think about it. 

“How do you feel?” When they had almost finished eating, Rong Shi turned to ask Su Ge. 

Today, with Rong Shi’s help in serving food, Su Ge finally managed to eat her fill. Although she had always been proud of being an Earthling, at this moment, Su Ge had to admit that the extraterrestrials were much fiercer in grabbing food than Earthlings. 

“I think you’re right.” Su Ge didn’t conceal her thoughts and openly admitted Rong Shi’s suggestion, then added, “We humans have a saying: ‘A living person cannot be allowed to die from holding in their pee.'” 

After saying this, Su Ge noticed that all the extraterrestrials were looking at her with a very bewildered expression. It was evident that none of them understood this phrase in Mandarin, so she had to explain it again in the lingua franca: “There’s always more ways than difficulties.” 

This time, everyone understood, and they all nodded. Indeed, this was the same no matter which planet or galaxy. 

“What do you think?” Rong Shi asked again. 

Foodies actually determine the social form. Look, on Earth, because of different dietary habits in each country, it actually determines different aspects of the country’s development. 

The same principle applies on desolate planets. 

If everyone consumes nutrient solution, then discussing the topic of transforming the desolate planet is simply pointless because it’s unnecessary. But if everyone chooses to eat Earth’s food, then the transformation of the desolate planet becomes a priority. 

Changed dietary habits will inevitably change the direction of the desolate planet’s development. If Earth’s food is consumed, then the desolate planet must be changed according to Earth’s habits; otherwise, survival becomes a problem for everyone. 

“On Earth, it’s not just about eating meat,” Su Ge’s first sentence brought everyone into a whole new world. “In fact, meat is just a side dish; we mainly eat staple foods.” 

“Are staple foods delicious?” The attention of the extraterrestrials was now completely drawn to this new world. They were like beggars who had just stepped into a palace of gourmet delights, completely unaware of the treasure trove they were standing in front of. Their ignorance only allowed them to express their awe through the most straightforward and simple questions. 

Are they delicious? 

Of course, they are! Just mentioning it made Su Ge endlessly nostalgic for the steamed white mantou, the tender and chewy hand-pulled noodles, the superior quality rice cooked by her mother at home, and all sorts of snacks like hand-held pancakes, fried dough sticks, stuffed pancakes, and savory crepes. 

She was craving them so much that just thinking about them made her mouth water uncontrollably. 

“Are staple foods delicious?” Su Ge’s silence under the gaze of everyone around made the surrounding extraterrestrials unusually anxious. They couldn’t contain their excitement, bombarding her with consecutive questions. 

This continuous questioning finally pulled Su Ge out of her own thoughts. She looked around at the eager eyes of the aliens and sighed, “It’s delicious.” 

As the words “It’s delicious” escaped from Su Ge’s mouth, she heard the sound of continuous swallowing. Sela even took the initiative to point at the only thing they knew and could use as a reference — hot pot — and asked, “Is it even better than hot pot?” 

“It’s different. Hot pot is hot pot, a term for a certain way of cooking food. But staple food refers to many kinds of starchy foods. They can be made into countless delicacies, like rice, noodles, buns, steamed buns, pancakes, dumplings, and more…” For someone who grew up in China and especially loved to eat, Su Ge could list out all kinds of foods tirelessly for days on end. 

But for the aliens who were just listening, it felt like they were seeing countless scriptures flying around. No, it shouldn’t be called scriptures; it was like countless kinds of food similar to hot pot were flying. The result was that everyone couldn’t help but salivate, and some even became less restrained, letting saliva dribble out.

Just as all the aliens had turned into starry-eyed food enthusiasts, Su Ge suddenly changed the subject, “But…” 

“What’s wrong?” 

“But on this planet, I haven’t seen staple foods growing.” 

It was as if a dream had been shattered with a hammer. For a moment, all the aliens felt an overwhelming sense of disbelief, followed by a heart-wrenching pain. 

But the aliens were not fools, much less would they believe everything Su Ge said. After experiencing a brief moment of heartbreak, Ron was the first to come out and refute Su Ge, “That’s not right! This desolate planet is quite vast. Have you explored it all? What makes you think there are no staple foods like those on your Earth?” 

Once someone raised objections, it seemed like everyone suddenly realized they had been fooled, and they immediately started adding their opinions. 

Zigmadar was the first to interject, “That’s right, Ron is correct. Su Ge, you entered the safe zone with us on the same day. We’ve been sticking together all along. I haven’t even had as much time with you as I have with the others. I’ve been to the places you’ve been to. I don’t think we’ve explored much.” 

Rong Shi: … 

Thanks, your words sound so unpleasant to my ears. Looks like I shouldn’t arrange for you guys to team up next time. 

Then Sela chimed in, “Moreover, every time we’ve been out, we’ve been looking for people. You must not have paid attention to many places, so you can’t just deny the existence of staple foods on this planet now!” 

“I think you should walk around more, look more closely before making a judgment. Making a judgment now is too subjective and inappropriate.” 

“And I also think denying this desolate planet now is wrong. Look, we’ve only been to a few places, and we’ve discovered so many interesting creatures. You’ve even found so many useful plants that can cure diseases. So, this desolate planet must be rich in resources!” 

“I have confidence in this desolate planet!” 

“I also have confidence in this desolate planet!” 

“Su Ge, if you’re going to explore this desolate planet, please take us with you! We, the people of Lemon Star, are tall and strong. I can help you carry a lot of things. Like this pig here, last time it was Zigmadar who carried it back, but I can do it too. I can carry even heavier things than him!” 

“Su Ge, although I don’t know what these plants are, we, the people of Roberta Star, have excellent memory. Once you tell me, I’ll remember it firmly. As long as they grow under my nose, I can successfully identify them!” 

“So, don’t rush to deny this desolate planet!” 

“That’s right, I think we should form an expedition team. We need to thoroughly search the entire desolate planet, from all angles. We need to know everything about this desolate planet, like its terrain, water sources, organisms, and plants. Of course, most importantly, we need to know what can be eaten and what cannot!” 

“That’s exactly it! We should take action. Otherwise, what are we doing in the safety spot every day? We need to travel, we need to explore, we need to dominate this desolate planet!” 

“You’re right, absolutely right!” 

Facing the enthusiastic crowd of aliens, who eagerly caught the loopholes in their own arguments and countered them, even encouraging themselves and beginning to plan the future development direction, Su Ge couldn’t help but applaud from the heart. 

“You guys are… truly outstanding.” 

Inside the live broadcast room, laughter erupted as the aliens carried out their actions. 

【Hahaha, I feel like all the aliens have unlocked their potential as foodies. 】 

【Could the Earthlings in front explain what a foodie is? 】 

【A foodie is someone who loves to eat various delicacies and has a special longing and pursuit for food.】 

【Ah! Earthlings use this term so accurately! I also feel like they’re all foodies! 】 

【Hahaha, everyone is going all out for food. Seeing them so actively encouraging Su Ge Mei Mei, I can feel Su Ge’s inner cry for sure】 

【Hahaha, I feel like Su Ge really wants to stick her own mouth shut right now…】 

【For the sake of food, everyone’s eloquence has instantly improved by several levels! Hahaha】 

… 

Of course, apart from that, more people express various curiosities and inquiries about what Su Ge said. 

【What is rice? What is steamed bread? I dared to look up the common language, this does not belong to the common language category, it is a literal translation of Earth language, can someone explain it to me? 】 

【Yes, and the long string after that, I didn’t hear clearly what it was, is there any kind-hearted Earthling who can help translate what Su Ge said? What kind of food is that bunch she talked about? 】 

【Although I don’t know what Su Ge said, I really want to eat it. 】 

【I want to eat it too. 】 

… 

Later, the Earth’s websites began to flood again, with most of the content being inquiries about what kind of staple food Su Ge mentioned. 

With the increase in visits to Earth’s websites, and the diverse interests of aliens, Earth urgently began to adjust the content of its websites, specifically opening up a gourmet section, but that’s another story for later. 

Inside the live broadcast room, it was always cheerful. While aliens were still wondering what kind of food Su Ge was talking about, Su Ge in this desolate planet had already been forced to open her business. 

She looked at seven or eight aliens standing in front of her with backpacks on their backs, their spirits high as they said to Su Ge, “Let’s go!!” 

Su Ge twitched her mouth slightly. Their enthusiasm was too much. 

“Now? Right now?” Su Ge glanced at the sun already in the middle of the sky, looking like a withered eggplant, not wanting to move at all. 

“Of course, right now! When I was washing the vegetables today, I already saw your food storage! Su Ge, you don’t have any plants left!” Yilan nodded immediately. She used to think that green plants weren’t tasty, but after trying them today, her mindset was completely overturned. 

Meat is indeed delicious, but green plants are also delicious. 

Su Ge: =.= 

But those are for me to eat. Those wild vegetables left here can last me half a month. 

“Yeah, look, we’re almost out of pork too! And the main thing is, we’re almost out of salt!!” Glaki, as the first to taste Su Ge’s cooking and help refine salt, had a lot of say in seasoning. “You said it yourself; salt is the most important. If we run out of salt, how are we going to eat?!” 

Su Ge: =.= 

Thank you so much for remembering my casual remarks so clearly… 

But it’s so hot, I really don’t want to go out!!! 

“And! Think about it, on this desolate planet, there must be those staple foods you mentioned. Don’t you want to eat the rice, steamed buns, buns, pancakes, noodles, vermicelli, and flour that you talked about?” 

“Su Ge, you said it yourself during lunch today, food determines lifestyle. Look at how positive our current state of life is. You can’t fall behind! You’re the expert, how can you lag behind! That would be impossible!” 

Su Ge: =.= 

Are you all parrots?!! No, you’re not parrots, you’re devils. Not only do you remember everything I say, but you also twist it around, coerce, manipulate, and stir up everything. You’re just too cunning! 

Forced to carry backpacks and holding a long stick, Su Ge walked outside, feeling sincerely like she had become a tour guide, and not just any tour guide, but one leading a group of three-year-old children, brimming with excitement, about to explore the outside world… 

As they reached the entrance to the safe point, the group saw Abing. 

Ever since Flynn and Su Ge had a fight, no, ever since Flynn was taught a lesson by Su Ge, their relationship has plummeted below freezing. Not only did they avoid talking, they even pretended not to see each other when they crossed paths at the safe point. 

Because of her good relationship with Flynn, Abing naturally felt the impact of this. Su Ge thought they would stand their ground against her, but she hadn’t expected to encounter Abing in this place. 

She also carried a backpack, and her attire didn’t look much different from the other aliens, but her expression seemed somewhat reserved as she stood there. When she saw Su Ge greet her proactively, she lowered her head and, after what seemed like a lot of mental preparation, asked, “Su Ge, can I come with you?”