My 100th Rebirth a day before the Apocalypse novel Chapter 392

"Is it really that amazing?!" Kisha asked, surprised, her hand pausing mid-air just as she was about to take another bite. After hearing 008’s explanation, she felt incredulous.

She hadn’t even realized she’d gained a new skill, and it sounded almost overpowered.

"Absolutely! If you were in the Murim world, you’d be treated as an esteemed guest, even in the imperial palace! Mastering a skill like this is just as difficult—and as highly revered—as becoming an alchemist!" 008 responded with conviction.

"So, imagine if anyone else tried cooking spiritual crops—they’d either end up with just regular food, or worse, have it explode in their faces. You’re basically working miracles here." 008 teased before falling silent again.

Kisha was left reeling from the information.

’Why didn’t you tell me this earlier?’ she questioned, but was met with silence. It seemed 008 had no intention of answering her at all.

’I didn’t even know the food almost exploded in my face!’ Kisha thought, her face paling at the thought.

She could vividly imagine the chicken blowing up right into her face, or worse, turning into an inedible lump of charcoal when she was starving enough to eat a whole cow.

The thought of her meal becoming unrecognizable sent a chill down her spine.

’Or was this kid actually expecting me to run this experiment blindly and just see what happens? Tsk.’ For some reason, Kisha had started thinking of 008 as a kid—not because of its voice, but because it just felt right to her.

Maybe it was because 008, as a system, seemed relatively new. It had been sent to the lowest realm to begin its endeavors, unlike other systems that were more experienced and knowledgeable, with broader skill sets and more extensive resources.

Duke watched as a dozen expressions flickered across Kisha’s face in just a few seconds, amused by how lively she looked while enjoying her food.

Despite all the stress and looming challenges, he was glad to see that Kisha could still find moments like this to be herself.

’I’m really glad I stayed with her right now,’ Duke thought to himself, burying his head in his bowl while quietly keeping an eye on Kisha.

Watching her go about her tasks had become his quiet form of entertainment, a small joy in the midst of all their struggles.

Crack!

Crack!

A sharp cracking sound jolted them back to reality. Their eyes met for a brief second before darting forward, locking onto the crystal ice in front of them.

Small fractures began to spiderweb across its surface, frost seeping from the cracks and spreading across the ground.

Mist curled out from within the fissures, swirling around as the air grew colder.

Kisha quickly waved her hand, storing everything in front of them into her inventory in an instant.

She and Duke stood up, slipping into defensive stances, weapons at the ready.

Their grips tightened, bracing themselves for whatever was about to emerge, prepared to attack or defend at a moment’s notice.

Kisha’s heart pounded in her chest as the cracks slowly spread across the ice. _{freewebnovel.cσ๓}

With each sharp crack that echoed, the weight in her chest grew heavier, mirroring the rising tension.

The air around them grew colder with every fracture, sending a chill deep into her bones.

The frost crept toward Kisha and Duke’s feet, creeping over their shoes and sending an icy chill up their legs.

Realizing the danger, they took a few quick steps back, the numbing cold threatening to frostbite their toes and hinder their mobility.

Just as they took a step back, the crystallized ice shattered explosively, sending sharp shards flying in every direction like deadly projectiles.