[You are now level 3, you have 3 stat points to allocate]

[You have defeated a Gnoll King, you have 1 Uncommon Loot Box]

“YES!” I shouted in excitement.

Jeremy was taking out the arrows that had pierced the gnoll king’s skin, I had only just realized how riddled with arrows the beast was, it looked similar to a Skyperimeter character after encountering some archers, I snorted out loud at that imagery.

Jesus Christ, laughing around dead bodies, get a hold of yourself James, we gotta act proper and take down evil empires, not be a psychopath.

“What’s funny.”

“Oh, nothing, I don’t think you’d get it, it’s a my world thing.”

“I see, alright then.” He shrugged it off.

“Say, that was just the miniboss, right?”

“Yep.”

“So what about the final boss?”

“We sleep on it, we clearly don’t have the equipment or levels to deal with it without possibly dying, we just have to train our skills as XP is scarce in the forest, it’s only goblins.” He said, nonchalantly.

“Hmm, I think I have an idea, but I have to go talk to Mole. I’ll probably sleep first, then propose my idea.”

“Right.” He said, taking the last arrow out of the beast. “I wanna go sleep too, it’s been a long day.”

We walked out, on the way out Jeremy gave me some advice.

“This is gonna be a tough boss even if your plan does work out, whatever level-ups we get, we save our stat point, we don’t know what is needed in order to efficiently deal with our enemies.”

“Good idea,” I said.

-

I slept nice, my muscles were all worn out and fatigued they could really use the rest, the system did help a lot recovery-wise but everyone could use a nice sleep.

I woke up quite early, my body did that once I started going college, before all of that it was sleepless nights staying up gaming and waking up at dinnertime, definitely wasn’t good for me, but staying up on voice chat just playing with your boys was all worth it.

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And now it was gone.

But I had other things to focus on, my world was this, I needed to fix this world, do I have a savior complex, probably? Does it matter, fuck no!

I let out a great yawn, which was much to the dismay of everyone in the sleeping quarters.

“Aw come on, I was having a good dream-”

“Let me sleep jackass-”

“Eat shit.”

I got out of my bed and ran into the main room, I wanted everyone to go back to sleep, but right now I was gonna prepare myself for the day, and that required a very hearty meal for myself, and to make it up for everyone else for disrupting their sleep, I’d make them some food.

You do not understand how hungry I am, I haven’t eaten in days and I’m wondering how I haven’t gotten a debuff or any health penalties at all, I kind of disrespecting the system for not doing that, add some realism.

Or maybe it just killed you the moment the system decided it had been long enough without food.

I was thoroughly searching each corner of the cupboards and taking stuff out so that I could start cooking, they had plenty of ingredients, I’m not sure who supplied them but I hope to meet them someday, they had the good shit.

I grabbed the oversized chef's apron that was laying around, put it around my neck, and got to work.

I created a large mound of flour, pouring out almost all they had, then I got the eggs. I cracked them against the countertop and split two sides apart with my hands, dropping the eggs one by one into the large mound of flour, I started whisking the eggs until all the yolks were broken and then I started patting the flower into the egg mixture, only adding a little at a time.

I did this until it became a large ball of yellow dough, now I had to knead it, which looked like a daunting task, I had to flip and lift and toss this thing around, I don’t think I had the strength.

Don’t worry, I’ve got this, it’s just gonna take longer than usual, but I can power through.

I cracked my knuckles and got down to business, stretching it, folding it, punching it, I just needed to make sure this dough was as good as it could get.

After minutes and minutes of desperation, suffering, and the greatest arm ache a human could ever achieve, I felt content with what I had made, I just needed to let it set for a bit, I could rest now.

People were starting to wake up on their own, chatting calmly and asking how their sleep was, they were surprised to see me at the table preparing food, apparently cooking duty fell to a rather ogrish man called Triff, but he was happy to have a break from all that.

I continued following the steps in my head, the dough ball was too big for me to roll it out with any efficiency so I had to cut it into strips and prepare them separately which took quite a lot of time, but we got there, I now had fresh, homemade pasta sheets, this was the first step in my quest for lasagna.

I took some mincemeat, some tomato sauce and cooked it in 3 separate saucepans, they had quite a lot of them, probably for making lots of soup as it was easy to make lots of. I had never made such a colossal amount of bolognese in my life, but there were many mouths to feed.

While it was cooking, I finely cut some garlic and tossed it in each of the pots. Fun fact about me, I despise onions, I hate it everywhere in any state or form it can possibly be in, garlic reigns supreme, and I will shame anyone who eats onion willingly.

Once I had done cooking, I just had to layer everything together into a bunch of casserole dishes and slam them in the oven, I felt content with myself.

[You have gained the skill: Cooking IV]