Gourmet of Another World

Are you going to die?

This is pedestrian self-questioning.

He's a little confused, never so confused...

The images of hundreds of hosts in the restaurant, flashing in front of him, all kinds of faces, those dumped by the food, those intoxicated by the food, constantly inspired him.

Pedestrian wheezing.

He walked all the way up to the level of cooking today, and maybe he really lost something.

What's the point of cooking?

Is it really just for deeper cooking?

To achieve the best cooking in the universe?

Buzz...

The body of the treadmill seems to be falling apart.

He couldn't figure it out, his spirit was already at this moment, turning into a slurry.

The kitchen spirit set is gradually leaving him.

That kind of mental involvement seems to have disappeared.

This feeling is extremely painful.

This feeling makes him breathe faster...

Xiaobai is the will of the cook god...

This is something that you never thought you would see in the host of every world.

No wonder Ki-hoko looked at Xiaobai so strangely before.

The gait exhaled.

He's tired.

Sitting on the ground, with his back tucked in, he had nothing to rely on.

Behind us is a vast space of nothing, a vast nothingness...

As if he were an abandoned man, sitting quietly on the earth, and the heavens and the earth were filled with nothing but his breath.

The ultimate in cooking, the ultimate in ingredients, the ultimate in knives, the ultimate in strength...

Was he wrong?

Since the beginning of the Breeze Empire, he has been on the road to becoming a cook god.

He feared for his backwardness, leading to his obliteration.

Maybe…

That's the sentiment. Let him keep the mustard in his heart.

The gait raised its head without an expression.

Full hair spreads down.

His shirt disappeared.

And the kitchen god set is gone, empty and alone, sitting between the heavens and the earth.

The corner of the gait was slightly pulled.

“The Chef's Test...”

Muhonko had long warned the pedestrian formula that the road was difficult to follow and almost everyone was destroyed.

Muhongzi forcibly cut off the road and attached it to the bronze palace.

He was later released on foot, seized a chance and returned to heaven and earth.

At that time... the pedestrian formula didn't feel comfortable.

He was confident, like the heart of his kitchen, fearless and unwavering.

However... today he is really a little confused.

He has the finest strength in the universe, the finest ingredients in the universe... but he is stuck in the heavens and the earth today, as if he were going to crash at any moment.

The hand of the will of the cook, has hung over his head.

As long as his mind collapses...

will instantly wipe it out.

From then on, there will be no more walking in the heavens and the earth.

The will of the cook god will also re-elect the host...

Has he not escaped the fate of the hosts after all?

The gait closed its eyes.

The beating of the heart, haunting the infinite wilderness...

A flower appeared in front of him.

Flowers blooming like white lotus, fragrant and wrapped around his body.

Forget Lotus?

The Lotus of Disaster?

Step by step...

Then he fell into silence and slowly closed his eyes.

In front of me… dark as ink.

……

Suddenly.

He opened his eyes, sharp in his eyes, and tore the sky apart.

……

Boom!!!!

The Catholic bishop spits blood and flies out.

His figure was in the void, and he hit the stars.

The fox is also asthmatic, and she has already reached her limit.

Even if she destroys the angels, she is only a duke, and she has no power over the great and full array of demons.

Little Fox Spirit's big eyes twisted and looked in the direction of the gait.

There was anxiety in his eyes.

Don't know exactly what happened to the pedestrian formula.

There.

The cloudy fog wrapped around the body of the gait.

She can't see anything.

White floats behind the gait, and purple eyes sparkle.

The little fox looked at Xiaobai.

White's head lifted up violently, the purple beam of light blew the fox fur all over her...

Hiccups hit several times in a row.

Xiaobai raised his hand and scratched his round, beeping head.

Boom!!

The Catholic Sword Array could not be assembled.

The purple air on the Green Ping sword has also escaped a lot.

“Sidewalk... what the hell are you doing? This shackle... Are you sure it's so scary? ”

The Catholic Church bites his teeth.

Boom boom...

Terrible breath.

Make his heart shrink.

As if there is a terrible strong coming, this breath seems to be stronger than the big and successful strong...

He looked at seven space-time hourglasses floating around.

There...

A blurred figure, as if to break through the film.

One arm... Probe from it.

The power of the great sin that circulated on that arm left the Catholic Church feeling dead silent.

That smell...

He felt nothing but the honor of his teacher and the famine of heaven...

Desperate...

Even if the pedestrian formula is now awake, the food is cooked...

Probably can't stop it!

Boom!

The Catholic Lord flew backwards and struck a star.

Looking at the dome, breathing out a long breath...

The catastrophe is finally coming.

The void.

The demon waves a giant axe and walks step by step toward the fog.

The breath of the gait is very low, weak, almost imperceptible, as if it were collapsing at any moment.

However, it is clear that the devil did not intend to let go of the gait.

Lift the giant axe.

The power of sin on the Axe seems to be the power of great sin.

The void is shattered.

The demon's eyes are red.

Tendemon Array.

Jealousy filled the Lord's eyes with madness.

The arrogant Soul Lord is also howling.

Greedy big soul lords, bulimic big soul lords, etc... all hate the pedestrians.

Many of them were taken away by foot as ingredients...

Their hatred of the gait rallies beneath this axe!

“Die!!! ”

Six great soul lords, roaring.

Sound, crumble the galaxy.

Lazy, big soul lord, indifferent look, uncomfortable.

An axe, falling flash.

Getting closer and closer...

The little fox was anxious.

But she can't stop it!

I can't stop it!

The storm is blowing.

It's like blowing everything away.

Suddenly.

The fog that haunted the pedestrian formula dissipated...

Next moment.

The golden light of a path swept from the foot...

A kitchen knife.

A red and white chef's robe.

A black pot.

A stove.

A spoon.

Five Chef Gods Set, Hovering Sky.

Energy fluctuations diffuse.

The power of the law flourishes.

Time, destruction, space, life, return...

The power of the Five Laws, combined with the Five Formation Laws, suddenly became terrible to the extreme energy!

Buzz...

A dragon emerged and turned into a golden figure, holding a kitchen knife and hanging him.

A wonderful figure, hot and spicy.

A white-haired teenager, arrogant.

An old man with a cloudy eye.

A purple hair shadow with a floating breath.

The five great organic spirits emerge simultaneously and come together.

Face that chopped axe.

The five-digit spirits all have complex eyes.

After all, this is the way to go.

They looked at the floating gait...

Sighed.

After…

There was a lot of action.

A ray of light, coming out.

Strike that axe.

Kill the axe instantly...

The Great Array of Heavenly Demons collapsed... and broke apart.

The six great soul lords are also amazed to be separated from the Great Array of the Demons.

The demons are terrified.

What is this?!

Far away.

The Catholic Church is also stunned.

I was so excited...

These existences come from the pedestrian formula, and it looks like the trailmate's chains are breaking fast!

The Catholic bishop suddenly swept back into the sky, full of battle, and the war began.

Mixed warfare erupted in the void.

The five great spirits, together with the Catholic Church, are the six great soul lords.

The Lord of Lazy Souls was in the distance, scolding him.

“Waste…”

Boom!

He glanced and burst out of the spiritual god of half his body in the crack.

Stand up slowly.

The heavens and the earth seem to be at this moment, making a roar.

Suddenly.

The lazy soul squinted and looked at the position of the pedestrian formula.

Blinks in the eyes.

Later, he changed his direction.

Changed his gait to the distance, all over the sky... and blew up the heavens and the earth.

Terrible pressure swept in.

Walking under this palm, shaking, as if it were about to fall.

And at this moment!

The gait, which had closed its eyes, opened its eyes suddenly.

At that glance, the dome was torn apart!

Mm-hmm.

The lazy soul squints.

Keep filming.

The clouds scattered.

Everything appeared in front of the walking formula.

A flashing golden ingredient hangs on it...

There are thousands of ingredients, like a thousand worlds...

However, the world is fragmented and on the verge of collapse.

Obviously... this dish is a bit short to mold.

The Lazy Soul Lord grinned, his fat stomach trembled and laughed.

“Goddamn chef... isn't that enough! The higher you fix it, the more cautious you are when things happen, the more careless you will be...”

“You're killing yourself, self-destructing! ”

……

The loud laughter of the Lazy Soul Lord deterred the dome.

The gaze of the gait is somewhat hollow.

Little white purple eyes flashed.

Looks like we're gonna do it.

The next moment, however, the purple glow dimmed again.

After…

I was lying on my little white shoulder, spitting bubbles in my little pigeon's head.

Straight back into the eye.

Tight, numb legs, climbing on little white shoulders.

After…

One bubble in the mouth keeps getting bigger and bigger.

Reflecting the shape of the walking square, the shape of the walking square is like a plate sitting in a bubble...

Next moment.

Bubble explosion!

Like a space, twisted collapse...

Buzz...

The figure of the skin became golden and suddenly disappeared...

Running toward the gait!

The dish rushed toward the pedestrian.

Closer and closer to the dishes of the foot...

Finally…

In the eyes of Little White, Little Fox, and Lazy Big Soul Lord.

The body shape of the skins, into the dishes in front of the walking cube.

It's like being sucked into a big world.

The figure gradually becomes smaller.

Pfft.

It's like a rock falling into a pond.

Makes a lap of ripples in the pond.

A bit of gold, like melted pigment, infiltrates...

Gradually diffuse all ingredients.

Peel travels through ingredients...

He sees nothing, he travels through space, he feels comfortable.

The ingredients that were originally mutually exclusive and about to collapse are gradually healing at this moment.

It's like being caught in a piece of silk thread, bound together into a whole body.

Originally, the dish to fail.

He was forcibly rescued.

The gaze of the emptiness and the gaze of the emptiness finally flashed a little spiritual...

He seems to have figured it out.

The eyes look complicated.

Over his head, a white lotus flower emerged, forgetting that the lotus was spinning quietly.

The pedestrian relies on Lotus Lotus to enter the countryside and hang it on the fairy tree of chaos.

He didn't use Lotus.

This disaster.

It was actually a torture of the mind, a trial of the soul.

The centuries-old host turns back to the scene, complicating the mood of the retreat to the extreme.

Let him be in danger of questioning his path and vanishing into nothingness.

But in the moment of imminent silence.

He finally figured it out.

Heart is like a tiger, sniffing roses.

Even if he pursues the endless path of the Chef God.

His heart must not be disturbed, his heart in the kitchen must not be lost.

Ambition cannot be overwhelmed, but… a moment of gentleness and stability should also be seized.

The chef's dishes bring laughter and tenderness...

That is the goal of becoming a cook god.

The gait exhaled, stood up and turned around to give Xiaobai a bear hug, so that Xiaobai could not help but scratch his head.

Perhaps the footsteps missed a little along the thorny path.

But at this moment… he finds his heart and moves on.

In the dishes, wandering in the wandering little skins, the golden glow.

The gaze of the gaze of the gaze… is complicated.

Now... neat and tidy.