Sylvara's Rebirth: A New Dawn for Abel novel Chapter 111

**The Third Signature by Mark Twain**
**Chapter 111: Breakfast Stream**

Veyric was utterly incredulous. “So you’re telling me you actually encountered the new Level-7 Plant Healer on Starnet? Then why, pray tell, have I yet to stumble upon a boss like that after all this time?” His voice was laced with skepticism, eyebrows raised in disbelief.

Sylvara, with a teasing glint in her eyes, raised a finger and wagged it playfully in his direction. “If you haven’t met one, it simply means your luck has taken a vacation. But enough of this! I’m about to go live and whip up some breakfast. If you’re hoping to snag a free meal, you’d best keep quiet.” Her tone was light, but there was a hint of finality in her words.

Not encountering a formidable boss but scoring a free meal? That sounded like a fair trade to Veyric.

With a resigned sigh, he promptly fell silent.

Moments later, Sylvara initiated her stream. True to her routine, only her hands were visible on the screen, her face deliberately kept out of sight. She had already informed the Starnet admin ahead of time about her streaming plans.

The admin wasted no time in pinning her stream, ensuring it would be seen by many.

As soon as she went live, the chat room exploded with activity, the numbers soaring into the hundreds of millions.

“Hello, Starnet users!” Sylvara greeted cheerfully. “Today, we’re diving into the delightful world of pancakes and fruit tea.”

Instantly, the chat was inundated with messages.

[Boss, Boss, did you hear? The Level-7 Plant Healer deleted her account! What do you think she’s up to?]
[Boss, what fruits are you using in your fruit tea?]
[Boss, this is cruel! You know we don’t have fruits. Are you just torturing us?]
[I can’t make fruit tea, but pancakes? Oh, I can do that!]

Sylvara cast a quick glance at the comments, dismissing them with a wave of her hand as she focused on her task. “For our pancakes, we start with flour. Even though wheat has mutated over time, the flavor remains as delightful as ever.”

She continued, “If you fancy some, you can grab it later at the Starnet mall. It’s quite affordable—20 pounds for just 20 stellar coins.”

“Now, let’s take two generous bowls of flour and pour them into a mixing basin. We’ll sprinkle in a pinch of salt, followed by milk, a splash of oil, and a few eggs. Mix it vigorously until we have a thick, smooth batter. After that, we let it rest for a short while before cooking.”

“Next, heat up your pan and brush it with some butter. Spoon in a ladle of batter and watch as it naturally spreads into a perfect circle. When bubbles start to form on the surface and the edges appear set, it’s time to flip it over.”

“Cook the other side for about a minute, ensuring it turns a lovely golden-brown. If it needs a little more time, feel free to flip it once more.”

As she expertly flipped the first pancake, it slid off the pan, warm and inviting.

The chat erupted with excitement. [Boss, I can do this! I just ordered flour. Now I’m just waiting for it to arrive.]
[You’re insane! How did you manage to get it so quickly? By the time I tried to buy some, it was all gone!]
[Oh no, I need five pounds of flour! I’ll even pay for yours. I just want to savor those pancakes!]

As the golden hue of the fruit tea caught the eye, the chat went wild. [Boss, please do a giveaway! I’ll skip breakfast just to wait for you!]
[Boss, 15 pancakes and 15 servings of fruit tea—surely one must be for me, right?]
[Boss, look at how desperate I am! If you don’t pick me, I might just cry!]
[Boss, even without the tea, I’d be happy with just one pancake. If you don’t choose me, I swear I won’t eat today!]

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