[Nightmare Difficulty Dungeon-Hallow Village]
On the way to the second floor's bedroom, Long Haoran stored all the things like those jars, cabinets, and so on, leaving only the bed, planning to use them later.
Long Haoran grabbed the rope made of a blanket to slide down from the second floor, using his feet as leverage against the wall, while chewing on his third fritter.
Despite the surprising B rating, the fritter didn't reach the standard, in his opinion. It lacks the desired crunchy texture due to the absence of eggs. He only had a little flour he got from the trade market, so it was crumbling and not sticking together well.
He was quite confused about how the system was rated because, for him, the dishes he made were failures. The fritters had no garnish or dipping sauce.
Nevertheless, consuming three, he totally wiped out the debuff, and the wound on his left arm was closed and scabbed over, leaving an unblemished skin.
