The Military Chef of a Ruined World
Chapter 123.2
‘It feels strange.’
At this moment, I felt less like a chef and more like a surgeon or you can also call me a butcher.
Considering the absence of anesthetics, I was no traditional doctor, but maybe I could be likened to the legendary Hua Tuo, who operated without any pain relief.
That was the sentiment hovering above me.
Since this cooking had helped maintain its sanity, if I were to wait for the effects to expire, and the creature regained its power, it would go on a rampage again.
Ultimately, I had to proceed without anesthesia.
‘That dish also had a [Calm Mind] effect.’
The creature wouldn’t even faint comfortably, forced to remain fully aware of the pain.
I felt pity, yet…
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