Gourmet of Another World

The sound of the system is serious and serious, sounding perfectly on the ear of the pedestrian, but… different from previous days.

Now the sound of the system is a little blurred.

“What's going on? ”

The gait frowned.

“System... are you short circuited? ”

The pedestrian cannot help but ask the system in mind.

Boom boom...

The spiritual sea of walking has also undergone tremendous changes, and the roar of terror continues, as if it were a tsunami.

The spirits of the great apparatus swept through it.

The alienation, the concessionaire feels a little strange, there has not been so much trouble before.

Spirit moves.

The shape of the gait suddenly sank into the spiritual sea.

That vast ocean of spirits, like an infinite ocean, at this moment the giant waves are flickering...

The organ spirits swept through it.

Kirin stood in the center of the spiritual sea, his mouth widened and he howled.

The spiritual hallucination of the sea is constantly flickering.

Golden Dragon twisted his body.

Peacock flaps his wings, accompanied by a shriek.

White tiger growled, constantly beating.

Xuanbu also slowly floated out of the spiritual sea...

What's happening?

The pedestrian is stuck.

What are you doing, spirits? Wanna dance in the square?

Suddenly, the gait raised its head and looked over its head.

There...

The cooking recipe is constantly turning pages, and the disc sits at the top of the cooking recipe. The god entity opens its eyes and looks at the cooking recipe as if it were the eyes of the cooking god.

The data in the recipe kept pouring into his eyes.

The gait calmed down and watched quietly.

He wants to see what is going to happen...

Boom!

Suddenly.

A blast.

Footsteps found his spiritual sea slowly beginning to collapse.

Mm-hmm.

The entity of consciousness instantly collapsed and spread away.

The recipe was crushed to pieces.

Then the rupture spread, gradually downward, the spiritual sea one inch of rupture...

The heavens and the earth became silent.

Boom boom...

The pedestrian formula just felt pitch dark in front of him, and soon, he fell asleep in the past, and nothing was known.

Before you go to sleep.

He listened only to a systematic, serious voice.

“System upgrade begins...”

……

The pedestrian doesn't know how long he slept.

All I know is that when he opens his eyes, he feels light-headed.

It's like having a bad cold.

However, this feeling should not appear on him, the gait has almost forgotten, how long has he not been ill?

The mind moves and wants to use God.

But he found that his body was too heavy to move at all.

One finger cannot move, and the sea of spirit, as if to die silence, has no spiritual fluctuations.

The spirit, the entity of consciousness, has not responded at all.

What the hell is going on?

The pedestrian formula is really a little awkward.

He spent so much effort returning to Earth to gather the sleeping spirits together.

And the result?

As soon as I came back, all the appliances disappeared...

Isn't that funny?

Waste all your efforts?

What about the system, the original fighter?

Stand up struggling on foot.

Lean on the chair.

It was dark, and at the moment, before lying in the restaurant, nobody seemed to feel him.

The little fox and the little skin lay on his stomach, eyes wide open, eyes on him.

White is far away, the mechanical eye flashes...

The gait is a bit of a mess at the moment and he needs to clean it up.

He called the system and found that it had not responded to him at all.

Walking senses a bit of power, the power in the body can still be used, it is still at the imperial level... but the divine and spiritual power is not used at all.

As if the gods had been wiped out completely.

The gait frowned.

If he remembers correctly, he must have completed the required turnover in the system before he could be promoted.

The difficulty of turnover and walking distance are also clear.

He sold almost the entire soul of the soul owner to get enough turnover.

And the result?

It's all like a dream.

It's dawn.

The sun jumped from the outside.

Blossom like a star.

Outside the restaurant, people with dense numbness rushed towards the restaurant in fear.

The gait is a little dizzy.

Can he cook better if he loses his mind?

So is he going to choose to close the restaurant next?

There was no change in the face of the gait and a breath of exhalation was exhaled.

The loss of mental power, the pedestrian side ignored for the time being, he chose to continue his business, just in time... he also wanted to verify a fact.

Walked into the kitchen.

The prince has appeared, in charge of the order of the restaurant.

Prince Xia also seemed to feel that the footsteps were in a bit of a wrong state, watching the footsteps enter the back of the restaurant with confusion.

But he didn't give a shit, so he opened today.

Little fox and skinny lay on the counter, they saw the back of the walking formula into the kitchen, and another glance of dense numbness, almost full of fanatical audience on their faces...

These two little guys, they don't know anything.

At their level, they are human beings.

In the eyes of the little fox and the little skin, the colour of concern is revealed.

“Prince, give me a red meat! I like Mr. Bo's red roast meat. It tastes good. It's strong! ”

A homeowner stepped into the restaurant and said with a smile to Prince Xia.

Xia nodded and wrote down the recipe.

Next, a few people's menus were noted, and the menus were reported to the pedestrian.

“Got it...”

At the window, there was the sound of a calm gait, and Summer had no doubt about him, but turned around and continued to entertain customers.

Xiaohao is not here now, he can only do it himself if he is busy living.

In fact, he also asked about the walking formula, why Xiaoyu stopped.

However, the pedestrian formula did not mean that he also noticed something unusual, so he did not continue to ask.

Cursed Heavenly Girl, identity is inherently special, many ancient books have been documented in royal pavilions.

Pfft...

Everything is in harmony at the restaurant.

A few diners, more like a table, said they were laughing and talking about the delicious food.

Also talking about what happened in the Divine Dynasty.

Xia also went to the window and came out with a bowl of red roast meat.

Red grilled meat is incredibly perfectly sold and crystal clear.

However, Xia also looked at the dish, but was slightly stunned.

Because he finds that walking today's dishes seem… to be missing some level.

Feels like there's no previous spirituality.

But Summer doesn't know much about cooking.

Just shook his head.

He came to the house owner with the red roast meat.

Place the dishes down.

“Your red roasted meat… Enjoy. ”

Xia Yidao.

The owner hurried his hands together and thanked him.

Xia nodded and went on to live.

“Hey hey... sorry, my husband's dish is served first, my husband will finish it first! ”

The head of the family had a smile on his face.

He comes to the restaurant every day for a red roast meat and, of course, sometimes it's too late to be in line.

He hasn't had red roast meat in days.

In the enviable eyes of those around you.

The owner grabbed the chopsticks and clamped a bright piece of red roast meat into his mouth.

Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba...

The face of the head of the family was supposed to show the colour of enjoyment.

But...

After chewing a few bites.

This man's face changed from time to time.

His eyebrows wrinkled and his pleasure suddenly disappeared.

He chewed again.

He wanted to eat the smell of his memory, but no matter how he ate it, it was hard to find it.

“This…”

The owner put down the chopsticks and there were many pieces of red roasted meat on the plate. His eyebrows were wrinkled and his face looked a little ugly.

Others also found his anomaly.

“What's the matter, Shen? ”

“Is the dish not appetizing? It shouldn't be, Mr. Bao's dishes, every dish is very delicious...”

“Are you sick? ”

……

Friends around are friendly inquiries.

The owner frowned and shook his head.

“No… today's red-burned meat is odd, not hard to get into, but much worse than the previous red-burned meat. ”

As soon as that comes out, everyone around him just takes him for a joke.

No one is serious.

At this time, other people's dishes were served.

Everyone didn't even take the owner's words in their eyes and ate them...

Soon, however, the owners of the dishes were imported and the action was stagnant.

“This…”

“Psst... this is not right! ”

“The smell of fish didn't get rid of it. What's going on? ”

……

The diners opened their mouths, frowning and some discontent picking.

The cuisine on foot has never disappointed them, but this day, it did disappoint them.

As if overnight, the cook of the dishes changed, cooked up and had no spirituality at all.

In the kitchen.

The gait also came out.

His eyebrows wrinkled tightly.

He also found the seriousness of the problem.

Lost consciousness, the feeling of walking has always been that the fundamentals on which he cooks seem to be unusable.

He walked up to the owner of the house, grabbed the chopsticks and clamped a piece of red roasted meat in the entrance.

This is red roasted meat cooked with the finest spiritual beasts.

The entrance, it's definitely accessible.

But the face of the gait has become ugly.

Is this his dish?

How could that be?!

The gait took a deep breath...

He felt the seriousness of the matter.

The lipstick burnt meat, losing any spirituality, just a bite, a fat feeling, completely poured into his body and mind, making him feel uncomfortable.

Not to say it's not good, but it's worse than the dishes you cooked before you started the recipe, which is really bad.

The loss of consciousness is enormous for the feeling of pedestrian cooking.

“That concludes today's business and is suspended. ”

The pedestrian side said seriously.

He didn't choose to continue cooking.

Many of the diners also left disappointed.

They don't know what happened on foot.

However, they are very disappointed with today's meal...

And after these diners left the restaurant.

It's also a crazy spread of news.

For a moment, it spread all over the Dynasty.

Many people are incredible.

After all, for them, the recipe for walking is faith.

Today, however, faith has collapsed!

Restaurants in other buildings around them were happy and they were all ready to close down.

And the result?

Immaculate.

There can be no mistakes in that restaurant, there are mistakes.

And now, this mistake is their chance.

When we heard the news, Lao San Xiang hurried to the pedestrian restaurant.

The restaurant door is closed.

Prince Xia also sat on the chair and looked seriously at the gait.

This is serious...

Pedestrian cooking is the key to sustaining the entire restaurant, and today the problem with pedestrian cooking is huge.

Walking in a chair, he's thinking, he's thinking.

The shock was enormous for him.

He cooked two hours in the kitchen unbelievably.

Every dish he cooks, finishes it and tastes it himself.

But… it is difficult to eat, completely losing its previous spirituality and flavour.

Why is that?

This change is definitely related to the system… and its own spiritual sea mutation!

Wow...

Porcelain spoon stretched out on foot and scooped a spoon of egg fried rice.

Prince Xiaya, Third Lady Luo, etc., also ate with...

At the entrance to the egg fried rice, several people's faces changed.

Prince Xia also spit out the egg fried rice.

Salty, too salty.

There was a real problem with the cooking at the foot...

You can't even make the best egg fried rice you've ever had?

The gait is a bit tranced...

It seems his loss of spiritual strength has had a tremendous impact on his cooking.

Where the hell is Spiritual Sea?