C280 The Divination Master's Prophecy!

In J City, within a nondescript apartment building, a prophet was busy cooking. He peered into the pot, where a meager amount of meat, less than an ounce, simmered into a thin porridge. His brow furrowed deeply.

"This is the last of the meat I got with my points," he muttered to himself. "I'm almost out of rice, too... and there's only enough vegetables for two more meals