Chapter 132: A Writer Who Doesn't Want to Be the God of Mankind is Not a Good Chef

April 5th, noon.

After exercising with a tungsten steel ball at the old factory in the early hours, Chen Yun headed home early.

It wasn't for anything else.

He simply planned to write some additional text, preparing a surprise mass update for his readers on the day his work would be released on the 10th.

As time slowly passed by, Chen Yun arrived in the kitchen at eleven o'clock sharp to prepare lunch.

He planned to make deep-fried snake meat for today's meal, just like the previous days when the taste lingered pleasantly in his mouth.

Since the snake meat had already been marinated in advance, all Chen Yun had to do now was to prepare the batter and then heat up the oil in a pan.

He got the egg wash and flour ready in the kitchen and began to make the batter.

As Chen Yun went about his work,

a series of broadcasts that only he could hear started to echo in his ears, serving as background music while he cooked.