My 100th Rebirth a day before the Apocalypse novel Chapter 890

Chapter 890: Chapter 890 Crop’s Grade

After this experiment, Kisha was finally certain that using her Spiritual Silver Flame significantly increased the success rate of cooking spiritual cuisine and even elevated the quality of the dish. This discovery confirmed just how versatile and powerful her spiritual flame was. It wasn’t just useful for battle or crafting, it was now a game-changer in the kitchen as well.

With this realization, Kisha was confident that she could now cook any spiritual cuisine with a success rate close to 90%, which was nothing short of extraordinary.

Knowing this made her feel truly blessed. Despite being targeted by the Constellations, her luck in this life had soared, making things flow far more smoothly than before. With her luck stat now over 600 points, it wasn’t surprising that she kept stumbling into treasures and fortunate encounters.

The thought alone made her grin from ear to ear.

After finishing that batch of cooking, Kisha opened the map interface of her Territory space and shifted her focus to the sea. There, she initiated an automatic harvest of some spiritual baby octopus.

It wasn’t her first time using this feature; she had discovered it even before realizing she could enter and exit the Territory at will. Back then, she assumed she could only anchor her Territory on specific plots of land and mark them as hers. It wasn’t until later that she realized she had access to an entire island she could allocate in the real world.

Using this harvesting feature, she could input detailed parameters for what she wanted, such as weight, length, width, and other specific conditions. But despite the convenience, Kisha and the others still preferred to harvest resources manually.

The main reason was that this auto-harvest function was exclusive to the Territory’s owner. More importantly, gathering resources by hand provided a different kind of experience and sense of accomplishment.

Kisha only used the feature when absolutely necessary. Grant, Mike, and the rest of the Wyatt family were all hardworking and dedicated. If she made a habit of relying solely on the auto-harvest, it might make them feel useless, as if their efforts had been unnecessary from the start. She didn’t want to dishearten them.

Besides, the human touch mattered. Personally tending to her Territory ensured everything was done with care and precision. And Kisha had always believed that excellence came not just from ability, but from intention.

After harvesting the spiritual baby octopus, Kisha also retrieved some spiritual vegetables from the Territory Space’s warehouse, where Marcus had been diligently storing all the spiritual crops and spiritual ingredients they had harvested from the land.

This particular warehouse wasn’t linked to any delivery system, so everything stored inside simply accumulated, untouched and unused. But now that Kisha had finally found a way to make good use of the stockpile, she wasn’t holding back anymore.

After placing all the ingredients on the table and cleaning up the earlier mess, Kisha began prepping again, much to Duke’s surprise."Wifey, are you cooking me another meal?" Duke asked, almost forgetting that the last dish had exploded right in front of him.

Kisha hadn’t expected Duke to have such a gluttonous side, but perhaps it wasn’t just about the food. After all, spiritual cuisine was unlike normal meals; it not only nourished the body but also tempered spiritual energy and aided in cultivation. In short, it was a cheat code in the form of food.

Simply eating it could boost one’s cultivation thanks to the spiritual energy infused in every dish. In fact, the shredded pork with cabbage had just doubled the spiritual energy she could cultivate in a day, silently sitting in front of the Spiritual Spring, on top of its additional effects.

Kisha didn’t answer Duke and simply continued with her preparations, peeling a spiritual potato in silence. Without asking further, Duke quietly stepped in to help, taking charge of washing the vegetables. 𝘧𝘳𝘦ℯ𝓌𝘦𝒷𝘯𝑜𝑣𝘦𝓁.𝒸𝘰𝓂

Kisha noticed that he wasn’t rushing or carelessly handling them; in fact, he seemed to understand that spiritual ingredients required delicate treatment, as even the slightest mishandling could affect the final outcome of the dish.

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