My 100th Rebirth a day before the Apocalypse novel Chapter 620

After washing the vegetables, Duke chopped them and set them aside in a bowl, ready to be added later.

After that, he prepared the second dish: a simple shredded potato pancake with twisted dough.

As a side, he also made a kani salad, though he wasn’t planning to serve it immediately. Instead, he placed it in a container to chill, allowing his ice ability to cool it just enough so that by lunchtime, it would be refreshingly cold without making the lettuce soggy. _{ƒгeewebnovёl.com}

He knew that achieving the perfect crispness required just the right amount of cold, rather than rushing the chilling process.

He also whipped up some mango éclairs using a makeshift oven, relying on his fire element to bake them.

In reality, it wasn’t a fancy oven—just a carefully assembled piece of enclosed metal with the right thickness.

He controlled the temperature precisely with his fire, maintaining the ideal heat as he patiently waited for the éclairs to bake to perfection.

As Duke focused on his task, carefully preparing the meal, he suddenly felt a hand gently wrap around his waist, followed by the warmth of a soft body pressing against his back.

The familiar scent he adored filled the air. "Wifey, what are you doing out here? The food isn’t ready yet. You should rest a little longer inside," Duke said with a chuckle in his voice, not turning around.

He was determined to make sure the meal he prepared for his wife was perfect.

"It smells amazing," Kisha murmured, still clinging to Duke’s waist.

The simple gesture filled her with happiness, and for a moment, she wished time could stand still, allowing her and Duke to live in this peaceful, loving bubble where survival wasn’t a constant worry.

But then, she thought to herself that life might feel dull and monotonous if everything were always perfect.

She shook off the thought, choosing instead to savor the quiet moment with Duke, teasing him gently as they shared a lighthearted chuckle.

Before long, Duke had finished preparing all the dishes. He had added the vegetables and mushrooms to the chicken soup, skimming the broth carefully to perfect the flavor.

He began setting the food on the coffee table inside the tent, while Kisha helped arrange the utensils.

The rich aroma of the chicken soup filled the air, spreading throughout the tent. Kisha’s stomach growled loudly, and Duke couldn’t help but chuckle, his laughter echoing softly in the cozy space.

As Duke chuckled, he was already scooping some soup for her.

He passed the bowl to Kisha, serving her some of the food he had prepared.

Watching him, Kisha’s heart warmed, a flutter of happiness spreading through her that felt almost ticklish.

Her sweet smile was contagious, and it made Duke feel as though all his hard work had been worth it.

He couldn’t help but feel a warm, fuzzy sensation in his chest. In return, Kisha served Duke some food, her voice gentle but insistent. "Don’t focus only on me. You should eat, too." She encouraged him, taking a sip of the long-simmered chicken soup herself.

As the rich taste of the soup spread across her palate, Kisha’s eyes lit up, her gaze locking with Duke’s. "This is amazing!" she exclaimed, genuinely delighted.

She had always loved his cooking, even in her previous life, and now, to be able to enjoy it whenever she wanted in this lifetime felt like a sweet reward for all the struggles she’d faced before.

Without realizing it, she started humming in contentment, nodding with each bite, her actions making Duke’s smile grow even brighter.

The peaceful breakfast stretched on for over an hour, with no rush to finish, as if they were no longer bound by time or the pressures of survival.

They savored each bite, enjoying the food and the moment together. Their laughter and conversation filled the air, making the meal feel like a luxury they hadn’t had in a long while.

Afterward, they worked together to clean up, like any loving couple, their movements in sync and easy.

Once they finished, the others trickled in, having also wrapped up their own meals.

Some had roasted a whole chicken over an open fire in the forest, others had enjoyed fresh fruits and vegetables, and a few had fished from the lake, relishing the catch of the day.

Once everyone had gathered, they naturally changed into clothes more suited for moving around in the sea and underwater.

Thankfully, Kisha’s habit of hoarding anything she thought might be useful paid off—she had brought along a set of snorkeling gear.

She handed out the equipment to everyone, ensuring that they were prepared.

While their enhanced abilities and improved physiques would have allowed them to stay submerged for longer periods without the need for the gear, Kisha wanted to be cautious and provided the equipment anyway, just in case.