"Perfectly grilled steak for you," the chef said, placing another dish in front of Dan Tto.

"Uwahhh…!!"

The culinary adventure continued in the kitchen.

The steak, as big as her two hands pressed together, was being expertly sliced diagonally in front of her. The quality was evident just from the sight of it.

Back in the industrial complex, even the idea of eating meat was a luxury. When she could get her hands on it, it was often factory-made synthetic meat. High-quality steak like this? It was a fantasy, even for the gang leaders who ruled the area.

"The meat …