Liu Yang's life used to revolve around a few simple truths:
If the king crab wasn't fresh enough to pinch him back, it wasn't worth eating.
Kobe beef? Only the finest cuts would grace his plate.
And don't even think about uncorking a bottle of French wine that wasn't old enough to run for president.
But then fate hit the cosmic snooze button, and Liu Yang woke up in a parallel universe where his platinum credit card was about as useful as a screen door on a submarine.
Michelin-starred restaurants? Ha! He couldn't even afford the valet parking.
Kobe beef? More like "look but don't touch, peasant."
As if that wasn't bad enough, he'd been reincarnated as the owner of a hole-in-the-wall diner where burning a simple egg was considered a culinary triumph. Just when Liu Yang was resigning himself to a lifetime of serving up gastronomic atrocities...
Enter the System. The Duplication System, to be exact.
How's it work? Simple. Stare at someone for three seconds, copy their skills, profit. Rinse and repeat until you've collected more abilities than a Swiss Army knife.
But this isn't just a story about a chef leveling up faster than a video game protagonist on a Red Bull binge. Oh no, this is a tale of a trust fund baby determined to conquer the multiverse, one hair-brained scheme at a time.
