strictlysupreme Chapter 960 The Domineering President Falls in Love with Me, the Boy with Bo Gang
Chapter 960 The Domineering President Falls in Love with Me, the Boy with Bo Gang
Chapter 960 The Domineering President Falls in Love with Me, the Boy with Bo Gang
As everyone knows, the cuisine of the Demon Chef is not necessarily bad. The key is the method of preparation, which is no different from alchemy. After absorbing the calamity through eating, one can personally experience the actual effects.
The producers of all sorts of things, such as physical sainthood, ancient holy body, ancient god's body, and aphrodisiac spirit, can basically be immune to more than 99% of the dishes on site, and at the very least, they can detoxify themselves.
But if we only taste it, wouldn't the chefs' determination to risk their culinary careers be wasted?
If one truly wants to savor the essence of cooking, then as a judge, one must naturally adopt a corresponding attitude in response to the participants of this competition.
Yes
"This is the awareness of a true food lover!" Su Lin declared righteously.
"As the number one gourmet in the Great Wilderness, you should understand that it's quite common to accidentally explode and die after eating certain high-level ingredients, right?"
"I don't understand." Shi Hao shook his head blankly.
Why would he eat things that his cultivation level couldn't refine, since his head wasn't kicked by Er Tuzi?
"Even if there's a reward, I don't want to eat this kind of thing and develop a psychological trauma."
Elena transformed back into a human from her cat form, clutching her forehead and sighing with difficulty: "Besides, are you an idiot to be enlightened about something like this?"
Lu Mingfei slumped helplessly onto the table and muttered, "If I could maintain this serious demeanor for even half the time, forget it, never mind."
Sometimes I do want to advise this guy to fix his brain circuits, but when he tries to imitate Su Lin's serious demeanor, he always feels uncomfortable.
Moreover, in situations like this, there are seemingly respectable villainous bosses who actually want to destroy the world for strange reasons.
After all,
Lu Mingfei looked at Klein with a gloomy expression. If he remembered correctly, Su Lin had only invited this thing to dine at first.
"You chose it yourself." Klein shrugged, indicating he didn't want to take the blame.
Lu Mingfei shuddered, and after realizing what was happening, he immediately put on the Pain Mask and slapped his own broken mouth.
Wouldn't it be better to have a honeymoon in hell?!
Why not just order takeout using the Universal Knowledge Talisman?!
Why can't I control my greed for small gains?
"Aren't you being extremely rude?"
Su Lin explained, "The divine will has made revisions, and it won't actually kill anyone. Even if it leaves psychological trauma, I've already arranged for you to see a specialist at Adam's clinic. Yi Donglai's mental health center also offers free medical care, so don't worry."
He tried to reassure them again, but the crowd remained uneasy.
rest assured?!
Who would develop psychological problems from a meal?!
Seeing that the others still had reservations, Su Lin could only point to the several tables around them where the guests from hell were clearly hidden in the shadows:
"Look, aren't the locals in Hell enjoying their meal? Look, someone's even coming over to offer them a toast. Does Hell have a drinking culture too?"
It's unclear whether this table was set up by rulers or the heads of a large group.
A human-shaped figure hurriedly walked towards Su Lin, holding a wine glass in his right hand, instantly creating a wave of air.
Immediately afterwards, its limbs rapidly mutated, with countless sharp tentacles and clumps of flesh overflowing with a viscous, pitch-black liquid.
It seemed to have used all its strength to reach Su Lin, revealing a strange mark: "Your Excellency Rancher, my lord, the Queen of Rotten Dreams, and your offspring are entrusted to you."
In the moment Su Lin was stunned, the lump of flesh in front of her seemed to have finished giving its last words, and could no longer withstand the impact of the chef's cooking, collapsing limply to the ground.
The next second, the mark crumbled into an eternal, rotting nightmare, gushing out like a torrent, with endless darkness rushing towards us.
The mirrored world is reflected in the darkness.
A bloated, colorful phantom roared towards the area, and an upside-down giant tree seemed to have noticed this place, with countless roots wrapping around it, as if it wanted to come from the Mirror Realm into reality, instinctively extending towards Su Lin's location.
"The child wanted a hug when meeting Dad for the first time~~~"
The crow landed on the table and said, "Looks like that little bitch Fu Meng can't afford to raise the child anymore and wants to transfer custody to you. Congratulations."
Su Lin: "?"
The rancher mostly stays in Paradise, so even if Fu Meng wanted to find this ally from the same faction with whom she had a brief affair, she wouldn't have the time. But now, she probably found the opportunity after hearing about the Chef Demon Competition.
Being chased and devoured by the surviving offspring born from his sixteen years of intercourse with the [rancher], he risked exposing his location, probably gambling that the rancher would take action to reclaim and devour this valuable offspring.
In a sense, it can be seen as giving up the opportunity to go further, handing over this out-of-control chip to the 'rancher' in exchange for self-preservation.
Normally, such a plan wouldn't be a problem, but the only issue is that the rancher isn't a citizen of Su Lin; at most, his 'existence' has been absorbed by Su Lin. Therefore, the giant tree in front of him...
She has absolutely no blood relation to Su Lin.
If we're really going to categorize people by bloodline, the two little vampires from the Scarlet Devil Mansion are closer to Su Lin than this surviving remnant in front of him.
Rumbling--
The venomous, emerald-green sap secreted from the roots, and the drooling 'little baby' let out a shriek under Su Lin's stiff, rigid smile, trying to get the 'old father' it had just met to explode with gold coins.
However, the magic radiance quietly exploded as soon as the roots emerged from the Mirror Realm.
In the utter silence, not even a blurry outline could be seen. Then time stood still, and in the instantaneous state of infinite division, the seven-colored bullet screen transformed into a stream of light.
When vision returned, one could only vaguely see the endless sea that had replaced the sky rumbling with thunder, and the shattered and gradually dissipating mirror fragments reflecting chasms.
Elena rested her chin on her hand, glanced at a spot on the field, and then put away her still-smoking wand.
"It seems my plan to use my son to gain status and bring the baby into the mansion is doomed," Crow said regretfully, putting down the book "The Domineering President Falls in Love with Bo Gang."
"No narration needed, thank you." Su Lin said expressionlessly, "There's no blood relation whatsoever. She's just trying to scam dowry and child support by bringing along an unwanted child."
He then looked at the others.
No one at the table wants to leave now. Of course, what everyone is most looking forward to is not the chef's cooking, but this sweet and thirst-quenching fresh melon.
Everyone said that since the children had come to visit, the uncles and aunts should at least say something, because even if the remnants of evil are inherently bad, they can be reformed through education!
If all else fails, you could go to the Heavenly God Sect, the school run by Uncle Yan, and be classmates with Xiao Xiao; that would be excellent.
Also, they're all fathers now, so their behavior and actions should be more mature.
Look at Xiao Yan. Oh, right, it seems like you all have offspring even before marriage. When are you going to have one together like Emiya Shirou and Lu San?
Xiao Yan grinned and said, "I have no objection."
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Su Lin took out a stack of banknotes worth about 100,000 yuan, pointed towards the direction of the crowd watching the excitement in the arena, pointed to the mirror that was about to disappear, and finally made a throat-slitting gesture.
The red and white city management officers, who were already troubled by the fact that the wild vegetable and mushroom rice could not be selected to earn prize money, saw this and somehow got hold of a pair of sunglasses, put them on, then gave a thumbs up and nodded, before using the Sub-Void Tear to Disappear from the World Barrier and disappearing from the field.
"The darkness of the wealthy," the crow said. "But that seems to be my dog's experience point."
"Wouldn't it be better to let him go and loot the bag directly later?" Su Lin retorted.
Spending an extra 100,000 yuan beyond the budget to have an outsider assassin possessing one-third or more of the Dragon God's original power send this cheap, good son on his way was the last act of fatherly love he could give on behalf of the rancher.
The Su Lin clan's innocence, having maintained its title of Grand Magician for many years, must not be tarnished by the personal conduct of an outside rancher. Traitors like Tony should be burned at the stake for trial.
"Let's continue the competition," Su Lin said to the event organizer.
[A minor incident occurred, but the competition continues. Please remain focused and submit your entries within the allotted time.]
He quite admired the professionalism of the Chef of the Year competition organizing committee, at least they didn't act recklessly like some paparazzi.
It's really rare, isn't it? I specially sent anonymous invitations to those three reporters, but I didn't even see a trace of them. Is it because my injuries from last time haven't healed yet, or is it just the paparazzi's instinct to seek profit and avoid harm?
It seems the specially prepared banquet for reporters and the local specialty, Abyss Mushrooms, will be of no use for the time being.
"Are you sure someone can get the judge's salary you mentioned?" Xiao Yan asked skeptically, pointing at the diners who were rolling their eyes, foaming at the mouth, and convulsing.
"Of course." Su Lin was absolutely certain.
"To ensure the durability of the judges' use, while weakening their resistance, the ability of their souls to recover was deliberately preserved."
Before long, the judges and audience members who had collapsed on the dining table and in the arena seemed to come back to life.
Like riding a roller coaster, most people are still shivering, but for the creatures of hell, what follows is a kind of exhilarating feeling of surviving a catastrophe.
After their physical stats were weakened, the sensory stimulation and experience became much more intense than before. This was exactly the kind of experience these people, who were already indulging in extravagance and enjoying the world to the point of nihilism, wanted.
Of course, a small number of people's psychological defenses collapsed and they became disoriented, fainting again shortly after waking up.
However, before he fainted, all the votes had been collected, and combined with the rigorous selection process by the preliminary judges, the final list of nominees had been determined.
Many familiar faces were mixed in with the group of cooking enthusiasts, especially Shirou Emiya, which reassured the anxious group members who were reluctant to give up the competition rewards.
At least there's a chance you'll get to eat something safe and delicious.
It's similar to the Minesweeper game on a computer.
One by one, the group members who had been wandering around the various areas of the arena returned. However, Tony Stark, Ge Xiaolun, and Zhang Chulan kept covering their throats, their voices inexplicably hoarse, while Zhong Li sat down with a solemn expression.
The strangest thing is Chen Jun. He went there with his whole family, but came back all alone.
"They ate Shirou Emiya's cooking."
That's probably fine, since they didn't want to participate in this torturous party after enjoying the delicious food.
Kaguya seemed the only one who appeared relatively normal, but she kept muttering about unlocking a new achievement, which left everyone a bit confused.
lounge.
As time slowly passed, after weeding out all sorts of slackers and mediocre individuals, only the best chefs were able to reach this place.
The staff of the Chef Demon Competition organizing committee didn't dare to utter a sound, because not only were there top-notch chef demons known throughout hell, but also their old bosses.
At this moment, the contestants above the ninth floor did not rest or seize the time to improve their dishes. Instead, they gathered around a little chef demon with long black hair, pale skin, and an effeminate face.
Huai Shi's expression twitched slightly: "."
Is it an illusion?
Why is this kind of easily censored scene right from the start? I shouldn't have even gone to the film crew's dressing room.
"Mr. Huai Shi, arigatou." A culinary demon handed over his business card: "Please come visit me at Yomotsu Hirasaka sometime."
Following that, there are Hell's Kitchen in America, vegetarian restaurants in India, and even different factions of chefs who have served the rulers of Hell for many years. The lowest star rating is three stars, not to mention those who have been famous for a long time, such as big stars like Hannibal Lecter.
In comparison, the appearance of Huai Shi, a blank-slate culinary genius, here is simply dragging down the average score, but at this moment, everyone has the same attitude: to express their gratitude to Huai Shi as a culinary genius.
"Take it without hesitation. Even I, an old man, owe you a favor because of this rare match that ignited my full killing intent." Guo Shouque walked with his hunched and withered body, his ugly face beaming with a ferocious smile: "Isn't that right, Granny Tang?"
"Yes, I originally just wanted to see how the now-glorious God of Hell would react after eating the food I made, but now I've found a new source of amusement," said the hunched, short old woman.
She walked out with a kind smile, while the surrounding culinary demons pushed aside to make way for her and another middle-aged man.
Yi Ya, the Food Demon Guo Shouque, the Master of the Golden Palace, and Granny Tang are the three most famous nine-star culinary demons in the world of dark cuisine.
Indeed, when it comes to conquering the ranchers' tongues and taste buds, even these veterans will join in the fun if they can manage it.
However, the malice emanating from the culinary demons has already clashed with the celestial chefs who have reached the 'ultimate' level.
Even though they are in the same group, right now both sides want their dishes to defeat and devour each other's dishes before finally serving them to the gods.
[Time's up, please submit your dishes.] The announcement came over the loudspeaker.
The gate suddenly opened.
Staff members pushed carts to deliver food.
There are no restrictions on cuisine or cooking methods, and even themes are left to the imagination. In the end, they are presented one after another with labels and numbers, just like an assembly line.
"Contestant number one in Group 8 of Area A".
A plate of bright red Mapo Tofu was the first to be drawn.
Well, I can roughly guess who made this dish. There shouldn't be anyone else who is this obsessed with Mapo Tofu. However, compared to the work of the "Master Chef," the extra spicy Mapo Tofu, which only produces some pain, is actually one of the few safe foods.
Almost without hesitation, Su Lin and others picked up the soup spoon, scooped up the piping hot tofu dripping with chili oil, and put it in their mouths.
"That young man isn't a culinary genius, he can't even be considered a chef," Guo Shouque commented.
"Rather than filling the dishes with pain, he makes dishes to taste the pain of himself and the diners. It's a kind of evil path for a culinary demon. However, that kind of empty Mapo Tofu can't suppress my dishes at all."
Huai Shi was looking at the screen when he heard Guo Shouque's words and gave him a surprised look.
Noticing the gazes from the side, Guo Shouque narrowed his eyes slightly: "You want to ask why he was able to advance even though he was in the same group as me? It's because this weirdo was completely unaffected after eating my dish, so I gave him some feedback on his cooking, and he made some improvements to the Mapo Tofu recipe."
"Hmm? You ask what improvements? You'll know after one bite."
“It’s capsaicin extract.” Kirei Kotomine held up the plastic bucket in his hand and smiled. “I added Cao’s capsaicin extract.”
At the same time, the judges' spoons fell to the ground and shattered into pieces.
The second update today is two or three hours late; I was called out of the house at the last minute (I'm still outside... I'll check back tomorrow).
(End of this chapter)