Gourmet of Another World

You ready for this?

Are you fucking ready to cook?

People around them hear walking words that are somewhat speechless.

Take out this set of gear, it's not like you're here for the Rejuvenation Festival... this is a cooking contest, right?

Perhaps because of the primaries, there are very few people around the ring, after all, the primaries are still very few people to watch, and most people still look forward to the semi-finals and finals.

By that time, there were some really talented alchemists left on the stage.

That kind of confrontation is really exciting and exciting.

The referee in charge of this Spring Festival is actually Danta's staff, each of whom is a high-ranking alchemist.

Behavioral referees on the pedestrian side are a little out of sight.

He walked in front of the gait and gauged what was on the bronze platform with his mouth shut. He said, "This player, are you here to laugh? ”

“The Spring Festival of Wonderful Hands is a serious competition in the Dan Dynasty. If you are here to make fun, please leave consciously! ”

The pedestrian frowned and looked at the referee and said, "Why do you think I'm here to be funny? ”

Everyone around them was watching the walking formula with a drama. Even the knife and the black pot were pulled out, and they said they weren't here to laugh?

“Didn't you say all strangers could participate? As long as the work meets your performance requirements… Physicians, poisoners, alchemists can participate, why can't the chef?” The pedestrian question is very serious.

The referee's face was a little dark.

I took a deep breath, but it was a little corny, because he couldn't really answer the question of walking, and the dictionary really didn't stipulate that chefs couldn't participate, but it was commonly agreed... Everyone knows that it doesn't make any sense for chefs to participate in the dictionary.

Is it possible to produce dishes that can achieve the effect of dispersion?

Even if it works... can it be compared to the Lindane?

“Ok... then stay, I'll see what you can make out of it! If you're here to laugh... I'll throw you off the stage myself. ”

The referee was also a little angry, coldly said.

The gait rolled a white eye and ignored the guy.

Remove the plaque placed on the bronze table, place it in front of the bronze table, and start the game with a full walk.

Everyone around them also retracted their eyes.

There are fifty contestants on top of the eighth ring, of whom Alchemists account for about a third, and the rest are strangers.

“The requirements of the preliminary competition are actually simple. Within a limited time, the alchemist needs to refine nine pints of medicine, while the poisoner and physician need to refine the dispersion or liquid equivalent to the effect of nine pints of medicine...” The referee stood in the middle of the ring and said aloud.

After that, his gaze fell on the walking square, his eyebrows frowned, and he continued: “I hope you can take this grand festival seriously. This is a test of your level for so many years. It is your chance to stand out. Don't be like someone else. Don't spoil the crowd! ”

Everyone knew who the referee was talking about, and they laughed.

It's funny how a chef comes to the Spring Festival.

The alchemy winds of Tian Dan City and Tian Yao City are even hotter, and Pie Tan has been developed in a variety of forms. In those two large cities, the restaurant is basically extinct, unlike Tian Lan City, there is also a Yun Lan restaurant.

So they naturally don't like cooks.

The gait was calm and he was so confident in his strength that he was indifferent.

The laughter around him had no effect on him.

The referee said a lot and finally gave the order that the fight began at the same time over the whole square.

At one point, the atmosphere of the whole square changed for one thing.

Boom!!

The heat waves rolled up and flames of all kinds continued to rise in the central plaza of Tianlancheng.

These are the alchemist's fireworks, and they're incredibly hot.

Playing with fire is actually a skill of every alchemist. Some alchemists specialize in playing with fire technology, so it's very cool.

On the pedestrian stage, a number of alchemists own the dan fire. There are flames of all kinds floating over their palms, the flames burn, and the air makes a crackling noise.

Some people jump their fingers, the elf-like flames swim up it, and it's cool.

Physicians and poisoners naturally don't have their own fire-control abilities, and they're all very envious to watch.

Their stove relies on all kinds of fire, so they can only light it manually, which is a lot lower.

In fact, flames are also the main cause of the gap between physicians or poisoners and alchemists.

Alchemist playing with fire, feeling the envy of the doctors, naturally very proud, when they waved their hands, the fire poured into the furnace, raising the temperature on the stage.

These alchemists are laughing at the doctors and poisoners, and for these people, the alchemists have a natural sense of superiority.

Physicians and poisoners felt very stubborn and resentful.

And all of a sudden, they remembered that there was a mattress, the kid with the tablet.

Their flames don't work with the alchemist. Don't they work with you as a funny cook?

They turned their heads and looked at where the gait was.

Boom!

A golden flame almost blinded them.

The gait opened its mouth and a golden flame erupted.

When the flames came out, they were like the sun, sparkling brightness and dazzling.

As if the sound of the invisible beast roar through the flame, the spiritual beast rushes, the fierce beast roars, and the sounds of the beast roars bloom in the flame.

Buzz...

Everyone on stage eight is shaking their minds.

The Alchemists' faces changed dramatically.

This flame fluctuates!

Everyone turned their heads and saw the golden flame that had erupted in the mouth of the gait.

The flame is as if it were the king of the flames, so that the flames in the fields of the dan are all agitated.

It was a kind of agitation to worship.

“Heaven and earth are black fire?! ”

All the alchemists took a sip of cool air, so the funny kid sprayed the fire?!

Physicians and poisoners are a little confused, and their flames are all mortal and not spiritual, so they can't feel the malice that comes from Vestibulitis.

They just feel like the flame is really awesome, but they don't know how awesome it is.

The referee's mouth is all slightly open... Heaven and earth, this kid actually has Heaven and earth?

“Shouldn't... only an alchemist can conquer Heaven and Earth? Is this boy..."

The referee squinted. Is the walking formula lying to him? This kid is actually a very talented alchemist?

That must be it!

It's just that the next move of the gait breaks apart the speculation in his heart.

A pottery can was removed from the system space bag by foot and placed on a bronze table.

In addition to pottery cans, he also took out a number of dishes.

This is really a dish… it's not a famous potion.

The referee stood in front of the bronze table on foot, showing a pity on his face.

And the next step was to make him sad, not just him, but every alchemist on the stage was sad.

Because, the pedestrian formula actually leads heaven and earth to the black pot for cooking...

“How dare this boy cook with the flames of heaven and earth?! What a mess! Why wasn't he chopped to death by Ray?” The referee roared in his heart.

Psst!!

Pour it into the oil juice and pull the finger on the foot. The ribbon knife falls into his hand. The knife rotates and cuts the ingredients.

The cut ingredients fall into the pan and are fried on foot to reveal a fragrance.

Everyone on the ring is speechless.

Even a lot of the people watching down there can't stop laughing.

It's really cooking!

Someone actually cooked on the stage of the Spring Festival of Wonder Hands. It's really a big forest. There are all kinds of strange things.

The referee stood in front of the gait and stared dead at the gait.

Cooking in heaven and earth, he wants to see what this loser can do!

“Aren't you going to back away? ”

Grasping the pottery can, he was about to unwrap the cover and suddenly sensed the referee's gaze like a wolf, questioning him.

Huh?

What do you mean, back away?

“Don't make any small moves... I'll stare at you!” The referee grinned.

Stare at me...

The gait pulls the corner, okay, you're happy.

Just hope you don't cry for a while.

The walker looked at the referee with a retarded eye, his hand was really thin, his palm was raised, and he patted on top of the pottery can.

Buzz...

With a buzzing sound, the referee's eyes lit up, holding hands, stood in front of the bronze platform of the pedestrian, staring dead at the pottery jar in the hands of the pedestrian.

Is that what's inside this guy's war?

The longer the referee's neck rises, the more curious he suddenly becomes.

The sound of a breakdown.

The cover rose.

The referee's elongated neck suddenly stifled and his face scattered like water.

The smell swung out of the pottery jar and instantly penetrated his nose.