A restaurant fell between chains and the ovens never stopped. Work a shift, and while you work, your machine digs through the grease looking for a Bun. There is no drop, no supply cap and no list to get on. Every Bun found after yours pays you rent — that is the whole point of owning one.
Free to play, no wallet, no signup. A wallet is only needed if you want to pay for a Bun you have found. We will never ask for a seed phrase.
The map is the live roadmap. Rooms only show LIVE when the feature actually works. Community milestones open new rooms for everyone.
The Grease Rift ripped the last restaurant out of Bun City and left it floating between networks. Its portals now open into different chains, bringing strange customers, impossible ingredients and increasingly chaotic rushes.
Nobody decided how many Buns there are. They are down there in the grease, and the only way one reaches the surface is if somebody is working a shift when their machine happens to hit it. The deeper the restaurant gets, the harder they are to find and the more the next one costs.
The pig companions are Truffle Scouts. They locate rare recipes, ingredients and hidden portal keys.
One restaurant. Every chain. Clock in.
Crew concept sketches.
Mining is off until you turn it on, and it never costs anything unless a Bun is actually confirmed. Playing well does not improve your odds — we will not pretend otherwise, because it would be a lie you could check.

Take orders, work the stations, serve customers. No wallet, no signup, nothing to buy. This part is just a game.

If you want to mine, you set a spending limit up front. It is an on-chain allowance, so the limit is enforced by the chain and not by us.

Your machine finds a proof, you confirm the payment, and the contract accepts it. That is the only moment a Bun exists. Nothing is charged for the searching.
Somebody worked a shift, their machine found a hash the contract would accept, and they paid fifty cents for it. This is that hash. The zeros at the front are the work — at launch a qualifying digest turns up about once in 262,144 tries.
Bun #1 could not earn rent in its own birth epoch and there was nobody else holding one, so the 70% had no one to pay. It went to the buyback reserve rather than to us. Rent starts flowing at Bun #9, the first mint of the next epoch.
Seventy per cent of what someone pays for a Bun is split between everyone who already holds one. You do not stake it, lock it or claim a position. You hold it, and later discoveries pay you rent. Sell the Bun and the unclaimed rent goes with it.
The other thirty is ours to run the place and to buy $BUN on the market and burn it. There is no treasury allocation and no team mint, because there is no mint.
Rent is a share of real payments already made. It is not a yield, not a promise, and it is zero if nobody finds anything.
Departments open different quests and cosmetic paths. They are never pay-to-win.
Every Genesis Bun ships with its own onchain wallet, a Pantry. Not your wallet. Its wallet. A Bun isn't just an NFT sitting in your wallet. It's an NFT with a wallet sitting inside it. And yes, we let it buy fast-food stocks.
Generational wealth, one patty at a time.
The stock part is real, done the dumbest way that works: the desk buys shares, credits your Bun, and sells when you want out. ETH, USDG, ingredients and collectibles land in the Pantry as those systems ship. No yield, no dividends, no promises. Just a tiny fast-food employee with a wallet and a stock app.
Mining live on Arc with real USDC · rent paid to holders on every discovery · $BUN conversion built into the contract and gated until epoch 6.
Cross-chain passport quests · second restaurant location · Truffle Scout drops · Kraken Wallet onboarding. The Genesis NFT is never bridged.
Your Bun's wallet starts holding real things: ingredients and equipment (ERC-1155), collectibles, and Crumbs. The stuff it earns on shift, and the stuff you drop in.