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.

It was a simple dish, yet the fragrance alone stirred his appetite to life, making his stomach growl in anticipation. But it wasn’t just his hunger; it was his spiritual energy, quietly awakening and pulsing within him in response to the spiritual ingredients being cooked.

Despite his craving, Duke remained wary, still haunted by the memory of the earlier explosion. He inched closer to Kisha, both drawn in by the mouthwatering scent and bracing himself just in case something went wrong again. His stance was half-defensive, half-hopeful, hovering near her as if ready to shield her, or maybe just grab the dish and run.

But no explosion came. Instead, everything went smoothly. Kisha gracefully lifted the wok and poured the finished dish onto a clean plate. The vibrant colors, the glistening sauce, and the intoxicating aroma made Duke’s mouth water even more as he stood frozen for a moment, utterly captivated.

Then, Duke rubbed his hands together eagerly as he looked at Kisha. He didn’t say a word, but his actions spoke volumes. Seeing him like this, so unlike his usual composed self, Kisha couldn’t help but chuckle and shake her head in amusement. It was clear: Duke had fallen head over heels for the spiritual dish and simply couldn’t get enough of it.

So, she let him be. With a small smile, she served him a bowl of freshly cooked rice and watched him settle excitedly at the table. This time, the rice she prepared wasn’t ordinary; it was a recently harvested spiritual rice. Its grains had a faint bluish hue, resembling polished jade, and its fragrance was divine, almost as if it could be savored on its own without any accompanying dish.

Kisha had cooked it using the water from the spiritual spring and under the steady warmth of her Spiritual Silver Flame in an earthen pot. The result was rice infused with a rich and potent spiritual energy, so intense it practically shimmered in the bowl.

She also discovered that spiritual crops were classified by grades, starting from the lowest—Grade D—followed by Grades C, B, A, S, SS, SSS, and so on. The lowest grade, Grade D, contained only a faint trace of spiritual energy, barely distinguishable from ordinary crops, with just a faint flicker of glow. These low-grade crops typically appeared in the early stages, back when the crops were just beginning to absorb spiritual energy.

However, with the continuous development of her Territory Space and the recent upgrade, the baseline quality has improved significantly. The lowest grade crops now began at Grade C, and the majority had already reached Grade B.