Watching the last of the bowls being scraped clean, with hardly even a drop of sauce left behind, a warm sensation welled up in Ning Meng’s heart.
This feeling was quite marvelous—different from the direct, survival-related joy brought on by an increase in her Life Value. It felt more like… a sense of accomplishment?
Seeing the food she had made with her own hands being so genuinely enjoyed and polished off by everyone made it feel as if she, as a person, had been validated as well.
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