Gourmet of Another World

The horrible smell, as if the heavens and the earth were about to collapse, covered the driver, shaking his torso and not daring to move.

The gait gazed indifferently at the driver.

“What did you just say?” Gazing straight at the driver, he was pale.

The driver was already scared to death.

He did not expect the reaction of the footsteps to be so great, much less the power of this accommodating young man to be so terrible.

This pressure is much stronger than the Nine Spins.

“I…”

“The... Young Prince of the King's Palace of Pingyang, intends to organize a 'beast feast’, inviting the strong from all sides to go...”

The chauffeur trembled and shook.

“The Beast Feast? It's an ancient spiritual beast, a colorful python? ”

The pedestrian said what was behind the driver.

The driver nodded quickly.

The news came to his attention yesterday when he pulled an executive who works for the Crown.

I was going to use this message for some money.

Now, for the money, don't lose your life.

“Son... I don't want the money anymore, let me go... it's a small mistake, small shouldn't talk...”

The driver slipped his nose and wept, afraid of walking in anger, and slaughtered himself.

Such things are common in the Divine Dynasty.

They're drivers, sort of the lowest profession.

He looked at the driver on foot, waved his hand and let him go.

And took a source stone fragment for the driver, which Muhongzi prepared for him.

The latter said that in the Divine Dynasty, the currency of communication was no longer the crystalline crystal, but the universal currency of the universe, the source stone.

“Seven-color python… is it a flower? ”

The gait squinted and thought in his heart.

Xiaohua now looks like a teenager, but it also fits the motorist's statement that she is a young beauty after shaping.

The driver received the source stone of the pedestrian gait, and suddenly thanked him for it. A whip was pumped on his dragon horse's ass, and he ran away as if flying.

By the side of the pedestrian, he doesn't want to stay for a moment, who knows if the pedestrian will suddenly regret it.

“Whether it's Xiaohua or not, Pingyang Wangfu is going to see... If it's really Xiaohua, then...”

The gait squeezed its eyes, as if they were shining.

If it is really a flower, the pedestrian cannot naturally stand idly by.

Xiaohua should be with the dog, Xiaohua they stay together, if Xiaohua is in trouble, then the dog and Xiaohui they... may also be in trouble.

This is something the pedestrians don't want to see.

Stand where you are and walk into contemplation.

After a long time of reflection.

is to raise your head.

“The driver said that the beast banquet would be held in the Palace of the King of Pingyang three days later... who is this king of Pingyang? If it's really Hana, fuck you! ”

The gait eyebrows are wrinkled and the eyes are sharp.

He has just arrived in the capital of the Divine Dynasty. His life is unfamiliar and he is really not doing well.

Moreover, he needs to open a restaurant in the capital of the Divine Dynasty.

Fortunately, there are still three days left. In three days, go to the King's Palace in Pingyang and find out for yourself.

Now, however, the gait is rather interested in the legacy of the so-called ancient gods.

He raised his head and looked at the tower in the distance.

“Divine Kitchen Palace...”

With no expression on his face, he walked towards the Weiwei Tower with his little white hand.

The Divine Dynasty has returned to prosperity.

All kinds of tall buildings rise to the ground and soar into the clouds.

The Goddess Kitchen Palace is one of these restored buildings, made of extraordinary materials with a pounding atmosphere.

As the footsteps approach, there is a crowd of people around the Divine Kitchen Palace, which is very lively.

They come and go, and they're all chefs.

Some chefs are excited.

Some chefs were chained up by a group of people and driven into it.

These deported chefs are supposed to be the chefs who have been plundered from small places.

According to the driver, it is quite profitable to do this kind of selling chef in the Divine Dynasty. A chef is worth a stone of origin, and if the chef is chosen into the Divine Kitchen Palace, he will be able to triple it five times.

Violent profits in this industry have already attracted countless people.

The pit is full of kidnapping and means are available.

Even many officials of the Divine Dynasty have joined the industry.

Just because the strong behind the Divine Kitchen Palace refuse to be chefs.

Walking slowly with his hands in his hand, he arrived before the kitchen hall.

The building of the Divine Kitchen Palace is high, and you can look up and see dozens of floors high.

The doors are open and people come and go.

Walking into it, once inside, very lively and noisy.

It's like stepping into a slave market.

This gives way to slight frowning and some discomfort in the heart.

The chef was actually used as a means of doing business like this.

The hall is divided into two parts.

Part of it is a bustling trading platform, such as the slave market.

Some are feisty with the numbered stones of origin and others are bargaining with the salesmen spraying spit stars.

On the other hand, it's a lot more high-end and quiet.

Here is a platform dedicated to chefs who come voluntarily.

Walking hand in hand towards the platform.

The front desk is made of glossy ore with a blonde in a uniform sitting on it.

The beauty saw the gait and had a gentle smile on her face.

“Can I help you? ”

The blonde asked officially.

There was no expression on his face, and even if the woman was truly beautiful, it would be difficult to shake his mind.

“Heard you guys got cooks in the kitchen?” The pedestrian said.

“Opposite the Trading Chef platform, if you are selling a chef, you can go to the opposite platform, where someone will talk to you specifically about the transaction.” The blonde still smiles, "she said.

The pedestrian formula shook his head, "The chef should not be traded, you are insulting the chef's profession. ”

The blonde was stunned and did not expect this idea from the pedestrian formula. Her eyes suddenly lit up and nodded in agreement: “I feel the same way. ”

“Are you a chef? To sign up for an exam at the Divine Kitchen Palace? ”

The blonde asked.

She still smiled gently.

“If you are an autonomous chef, once you pass the Divine Kitchen Palace exam, you will be treated much more sophisticated than those who are sold and will enjoy the professional service and identity offered to you by the Divine Kitchen Palace. ”

I don't know why, blonde, I think the walking formula has a special charm.

That's confident charm, just like the top chefs he used to host, confident in his cooking skills.

The young man in front of her gave her that feeling, it's incredible!

“Okay, sign me up. ”

He nodded his head on foot and was very interested in the ancient angel's kitchen legacy.

God-level chefs, afraid of being the finest chefs, should not be far from the god of cooking, even, possibly, the legendary god of cooking.

The blonde brightened her eyes and passed a crystal.

The gait needs to be filled with the basic information in the crystal.

But when the pedestrian saw the level of cooking graded, it was slightly stunned.

“Hmm? What's the level of cooking? ”

Walking frown, ask.

The blonde was stunned, and the young man didn't know the cooking grade?

“Aren't you from the Xia Yi Dynasty?” The blonde asked.

The pedestrian formula shook his head, "I come from a world that has just gathered, where cooking levels are different from those of the Xia Yi Divine Dynasty. ”

From the big world just gathered?

The blonde's face changed, and then her passionate face became indifferent.

She finally figured out how that confidence in the pedestrian formula came about, which was unbeaten confidence.

“The level of cooking at the Divine Kitchen Palace is divided into three levels, the Spirit Chef, the Ground Chef, and the Heavenly Chef. You can estimate your level and tell me. ”

“A spiritual cook who first has to reach the demigod and is skilled in using the power of the law to cook dishes. ”

“A subordinate divine chef who has attained the level of inferior godliness and is able to incorporate the power of the law into his dishes. ”

“Heavenly Goddess Chef, cultivated to the level of moderate godliness, and able to at least incorporate all the power of the law of enlightenment into the dish. ”

The blonde introduced herself to the pedestrian.

Though her enthusiasm for pedestrianism has diminished considerably, she has nevertheless done her due diligence.

But she doesn't like pedestrians. After all, pedestrian pedestrians come from a world that has just gathered, which is the third world.

Simply put, walking is a hillbilly...

For a hillbilly, she doesn't need much enthusiasm.

You expect a hillbilly to be a cook?

You know, all these years she's been working here, she's seen hundreds of gorgeous chefs.

And they're basically spiritual cooks.

What is the concept of hundreds of divine chefs for hundreds of millions of people throughout the Xia Yi Divine Dynasty?

Listening to the words of a blonde beauty, easy walking is in contemplation.

It wasn't until a long time ago that I raised my head.

“I'm supposed to be a spiritual cook, as you say.” The gait thought about it.

Mm-hmm.

The blonde was stunned.

Some of the officers around also looked at it violently.

A spiritual cook?

Is this young man... too crazy?

To become a spiritual cook first, you must be a demigod, and in the demigod world, you will have to specialize for countless years before you can become a divine cook with a thorough understanding of the cooking arts.

The gorgeous chef that blondes encounter is usually a very old man who has never seen a young man as young as a pedestrian.

Blonde reddish little mouth opens and wants to say something.

However, the pedestrian formula touched his chin, frowned and shook his head.

“No… I'm not supposed to be a spiritual cook. ”

When that happens, the blonde is the one who exhaled. That's right.

There's no such thing as a young cook.

Depending on the skeletal age of the pedestrian square, it looks like he's only in his thirties, right?

A 30-year-old cook?

Thirties isn't all about demigods, is it?

However, as the blonde relieves herself, lifts her cup and prepares for a water pressure shock.

The gait is to raise your head.

His gaze was slightly clouded, and he said with some anguish: "If you describe me, I may be a subordinate cook… but my fix is a little too bad, just a demigod. ”

Word falls.

The blonde drinks water and her eyes stare at her.

“Pfft!!! ”