Gourmet of Another World

The Humans?

When the old man said the name, the footsteps stopped.

The name was strange to him, but somehow familiar.

Nutrition…

Soul meat was brutally stuck in wood by the elderly and sent to the campfire.

No seasoning, no other ingredients...

It's so simple to bake on the fire.

The Catholic Church looked at the old man with some respect, or admiration, and what glittered under his eyes was a reverence.

The old man in front of him brought hope to the people and ended the nightmare of the people.

is the spiritual leader of the people, the supreme being in the spirit.

The footsteps were silent for a long time and reminded me of the identity of the old man.

Unnamed old man?

That's the famous royal family of Hehe!

The gait stopped talking and sat quietly in front of the campfire.

The Mandarin family, ended the life of the people's boiled hair and drank blood, began to taste cooked food...

This is a landmark leap forward for people.

Feel the heat released from the campfire, and the heart of the gait beats slightly...

This flame… is it the people's control, the people's wages?

Then this fire is extraordinary!

No wonder my fire, in the face of this campfire, there is a tendency to shrink into submission.

The steps are serious.

Listen to the old man, who seems to have been waiting for himself.

Is it also the presence of thunder that prompts thunder robbery and constantly suppresses his restraint?

The Catholic Lord respects and sits silently by his side.

The Humans, the Emperor, have great merit, great merit.

The nobility of identity and status is immense.

Perhaps there is no fruit place for chaotic saints in the practice.

But...

Though not a chaos saint, it is more like a chaos saint!

It is rare for such a presence to exist in the world… and he must not be disrespected.

Walking gaze at the Mandarin's grip on the evil flesh of the soul, his eyes are also stiff.

Soul demon, walking prescriptions do not think unfamiliar, in the chaotic universe, was the war with the Soul demon.

Soul XIII became the soul master level, almost destroying the universe of chaos once.

Had it not been for him, there would have been time for the gods of the dogs to strike… it might have been really difficult to stop each other.

However, soul meat… cannot be used as an ingredient at all, cannot eat.

As a walking formula to become a culinary god at the top of the food chain, it is naturally easy to see a good or bad ingredient.

A dish, good or bad ingredients are essential.

“Senior...”

The gait opens its mouth, Dao.

“Well... boy, say what you want. ”

The Humans glanced at the walking formula and smiled slightly, as if he had seen through what he thought in the walking formula.

“This demon… I realize that it is an evil creature, from other universes, whose flesh is infected by the forces of evil and cannot be eaten. ”

The pedestrian path.

He still felt it necessary to inform the Emperor.

Otherwise, wouldn't it be disgraceful if Big Brother Huang lived for half a day and made a barbecue that he couldn't eat?

The Catholic Patriarch gazed.

Evil creatures from other universes?

Why would a man have such an evil creature's thigh in his hands?

“How dare you recognize such a creature...”

The Humans sighed.

He didn't say anything, he just glanced at the footsteps and his eyes grew deeper.

“You're right, this demon is indeed an evil creature, the flesh is difficult to enter, but...”

“There are no ingredients that can't be cooked into food, only chefs who can't cook ingredients. ”

Taoist Path.

The movement in his hand changed.

Pounds of divine power surge.

Boom!

Fire instantly changed from the original color of ordinary fire to the color of red.

Pure red with incredibly hot temperatures.

The flesh of the soul, burned in this flame, instantly discolored...

She sat on a rock with a faint smile on her face.

He's old, but he's breathing like hell.

Both the Catholic bishop and the pedestrian formula took a sip...

It just feels like the stress of terror is on your body.

The footsteps were tranced for a moment, and the words of the people were blown apart by his ears, as if they were overflowing, leaving the entire pedestrian party in confusion.

“There are no ingredients in the world that can't be cooked, only cooks who can't be cooked...”

But the ingredients determine the food.

Isn't that the way it's always been characterized?

Ingredients that would otherwise be difficult to swallow, unless they are changed to another day, are still hard to swallow.

Nutrition…

Oil spilled out.

Those oil juices dripped into the fire, instantly they were conquered, turned into black airflow, and slowly evaporated...

Seems to distort in the air.

Architecture all over the sky, dropping his arms, he didn't intervene, just because he couldn't understand it, didn't realize it.

He's not a chef, but he just feels that he's right.

Of course...

The Catholic Church is also wary at this moment, after all, of manipulating the spiritual energy of the heavens and the earth, and spying on everything in the world, most likely the human being in his eyes.

The identity of the Humans is special.

While respecting, he also exercised due vigilance.

The flesh of the soul, presents a dark purple color, and as it is roasted, the dark purple color becomes more permeable, as if it were a gem that can overflow the colour.

Sparkling, gorgeous and charming.

Sit on a pedestrian tray, motionless.

He sensed the spinning energy, and his eyes suddenly came to a halt.

The BBQ is not too slow, in the eyes of the pedestrian, as if it were a tight stitch operation.

It's a simple and crude method...

The pupils of the walking squares seemed to be projecting light, constantly learning that technique.

Time seems to have stopped at this moment, beating constantly...

All that's left is a grill on the bonfire and heavy breathing.

Finally, the grill is over.

The pedestrian formula only saw the hands tremble.

The flesh of the demon's leg, which had been roasted for a long time, was caught.

On top of that, it's covered in cold, pitch-black scales.

After high temperature changes, oil juice is scattered on the squamous armor...

Drops of nourishment splashed into the flame.

“Senpai, where did you get this? ”

Pedestrian frowning inquiry.

Even on foot, it has to be admitted that Soul Demons are a very annoying creature that reproduces and grows too fast.

The Leg of the Soul held in the hands of the Mandarin is quite unusual.

The energy emitted gives way to slight palpitations.

Without a doubt, that should be... the Soul Leg of the serial number Soul Demon level.

Besides, it's not just a serial number Soul Demon...

“My husband killed an animal and tore it down. ”

The Humans did not mean to say.

He turned the branches in his hand, so that the legs of the demon, all directions and corners... were covered in flames.

Watching the flame on foot, my heart is also full.

His fire, for the Soul Demon, is a great grass star.

But… that's relative to the demons at the level of the ordinary demons.

For the Soul Lord, even some of the finest serial number Soul Demons...

The fire in the footsteps has some power not to catch it.

It's hard to burn a soul master.

But the flame in front of me, the top serial number of the Grilled Soul Demon, the flesh of the Soul, is so easy...

Well deserved by the people...

This fire has the purest power to burn everything in the heavens and the earth!

“Stop talking and try my husband's barbecue. ”

The Mandarin said with a smile.

“My husband spent tens of thousands of years here, barbecued meat if nothing happened. This barbecue is arguably the strongest barbecue in the whole universe...”

The Humans removed the hot, roasted red barbecue from the fire.

Sit tight.

The Catholic Church is also a Rin.

The Soul Demon Scale Armor covers the entire barbecue.

The Mandarin raised his hand and pinched the roast.

Fierce palms.

Nor is it afraid of the heat.

Rub, rub, rub...

Originally sturdy, the demon Scale Armor burst under the palm of the Mandarin's hand.

The Humans are very serious. Drop your head down and move your fingers.

Tear apart the squamous armor stained with the barbecue.

It's like ripping off a crab shell.

Those squamous armour were sturdy and ripped off by the Humans.

Removed the finely shredded scaly armor and revealed the soft, milky barbecue inside.

There is also a unique aroma of barbecue.

Without adding any seasoning, the Mandarin family uses so much raw ingredients to grill...

“Hey... the fire is just in time. ”

Lawrence smiled.

Cooked food was invented by him, and the first cooked food was simply to put the ingredients in the flame and roast them...

And now he wants to reproduce it.

The scent is all over the cave.

There seems to be saliva in the mouth.

“Smells good. Every time I smell food, I can't help it. ”

Taoist Path.

Later, a bone knife appeared in his hand, chopped off the bone knife and cut the soul demon barbecue into three pieces.

Finger by finger.

Three pieces of meat floated.

One flew toward the footsteps, one toward the Catholic Church...

And another piece, he grabbed it himself and shoved it into his mouth.

Give it a whisper.

The flesh of the soul filled his mouth, the oil spilled...

The Catholic Church looked at the milky white barbecue and did not hesitate to grab it and stuffed it in the mouth.

The royal barbecue… not everyone has a chance!

Take a bite of meat down.

The eyes of the Catholic Lord suddenly stirred...

He opened his mouth, and in his mouth, the heat was pouring, and infinite finesse was diffusing.

He suddenly got a little excited.

This is the taste of quasi-sancestral ingredients.

No wonder you're so hot!

The pedestrian also ate a bite of barbecue.

Bite it down.

The whole pedestrian was stuck.

Soul meat, he has eaten, it tastes bad, even after his careful cooking, it is difficult to cook, unless it is the soul's main meat, cured out of the body, the taste will be much better.

The Soul Magic tissue has a peculiar smell that suppresses people's taste buds and makes people feel disgusted.

It's hard to imagine how this soul meat can be cooked like this...

In fact, many ingredients determine their taste.

Like poison, like weed...

Soul meat is actually similar to weed...

But……

At this moment, that quietly blossomed, as soft as cream, the delicious meat of the human heart is actually difficult to swallow.

The aroma of barbecue, an indescribable penetration in the heart of a walking square...

“Isn't it good? ”

The Humans bit the roast meat, chewing it and smiling at the walking formula.

“This soul meat husband has been eating for tens of thousands of years... he eats the same thing every day and can no longer taste this soul meat. ”

The Humans said, "Another bite."

The gait nodded.

It's hard to imagine a dish eating for 10,000 years.

Smile lightly.

Hands tremble.

In your hand, you see a piece of soul flesh again.

“Come lad, I've waited so long for you, finally I've waited for you...”

“Let the husband see if you can make the food he expects. ”

“Although my husband is the inventor of cooked food, he really brings the charm of good food to life, you guys. ”

The Mandarins grabbed the soul's magic flesh and handed it to the pedestrian formula, then you two words mean a lot.

That flesh, haunted with tremendous terrible and powerful energy, is the power of the Soul Lord.

Catholic eyes lit up. Is this another barbecue?

The recipe is finished with the barbecue and is now rejuvenating.

In a word, let him flaunt the roof, let him now understand a little...

The goal of the gait is to become a cook god.

Since you are a cook god, you must be able to cook all ingredients.

Even a stone must be cooked to taste good.

This is the only way to create a supreme culinary god.

So, the foot recipe took over the soul demonic meat handed over by the Humans.

Buzz...

Take over the ingredients instantly.

The eyes of the walking squares changed...

Boom!

The gait was already lazy, instantly sharp, and the eyes stunned the Catholic bishop.

Smiling, he pointed to the burning flame.

“Your fire is good, but it's missing a soul... if your dish satisfies my husband... this fire will be given to you and you will be given a charm, how about that? ”

The gait looked at the Mandarin family and his eyes grew steadfast, exhaling.

“The fire of the predecessor... I'm going to fix it! ”

The pedestrian path.

Word falls.

The kitchen god suit burst out.

Dragonfly knife, basketball pot, white tiger stove, kitten spoon, sparrow feather robe...

The gaze of the gait firmly grabbed the knife.

One knife, the flesh of the soul, was cut in half!