Surviving the Game as a Barbarian

The next day after visiting the community.

I woke up feeling deeply fatigued and started my day as usual.

Simply put, that meant I ate breakfast first.

“Alright, meal’s ready!”

It was distinctly different from the chaotic days when three groups tangled and operated in a slapdash manner.

Even outside of battle, roles were clearly divided.

Now, four people took turns preparing our meals daily.

Ah, by the way, Misha was the head of the meal duty team.

“How is it? Does it suit your taste? I made it a little less salty than usual since it’s breakfast.”

“It’s fine, except for the small amount of meat.”

“Ah... meat...”

“Just kidding. We have to save the meat. You never know when it might come in handy.”