Reincarnating to Become a Japanese Chef God

"Cooking: lv100 [full level]!"

Not only is the "comprehension crystal" having a hormone-like effect, in fact, the cooking level data on the panel is very close to the full level after major events. The accumulation of this trip is more like opening a ditch and diverting into the sea.

Xia Yu has no fluctuations in his eyes, and is not too happy about the "accumulation" of this trip.

After all, it's not games, levels, and cooking skills, or equating directly. Here in Xia Yu, his understanding of the level of the God of Cooking system is a stable channel for obtaining talent points.

thus.

The full cooking level means that if Xia Yu wants to get talent points in the future, he can only hope that the system god will throw a few more small tasks.

but……

Then I opened my own cooking skill bar and glanced down at the skill icons that showed the words "No promotion at full level". The corner of Xia Yu's mouth finally evoked a faint arc: "The level is full, the skills are full, and there is no room for improvement. ......So, the so-called'God of Cooking System', will this data panel be frozen in front of the Heavenly King Realm? Is that the end?"

Beep, the system mechanically replied: "The data model is waiting to be updated."

wait?

This is interesting.Xia Yu smiled, "Is it waiting for me to make a personal dragon killer? It is enough to defeat a heavenly king's finished product."

"Yes!"

The system was not ambiguous this time, and gave an accurate reply, "If the host gets the title of'Personal Dragon Slaying', the title of your data panel will be added'Ms. Dragon Kitchen', and the system will also undergo a major update. "

"Then the fight is good."

On the bed in the hotel suite, Xia Yu stretched out a big lazy waist. Before turning off the lights and closing his eyes to rest, he sent out a short message group that had been compiled a long time ago. The recipients were the dragon head Zhuji and the "Gourmet Club". 'Chief Lance, the three sages of'IGO Organization', and Nageri Senzaemon who is far away in neon.

The battle of the king of heaven is about to begin, and according to the media's public opinion in the past six months, the king of the Aegean Sea has not flinched, is not timid, and allows events and influences to brew. There is a big boss sitting on a high platform to watch the noise.

The battle is about to start.

...

beep!

Zhonghua, Baiyulou.

In the study, the old man with a calm expression of Chinese painting with a brush, listening to the sudden vibration of the mobile phone on the table, could not help putting down the brush, clicking on the message, and immediately a face glowed with a different look, standing at the table. Ye Feizhou looked curiously, "Leader, what is this message?"

Zhu Ji's eyes were sharp like a knife, and he swept to the desk on the white rice paper, drawing with black ink outline——

Weird cabinets.

Two cabinet doors, pan dragons, flying phoenixes, simple patterns all over the four sides.

This is undoubtedly the "spiritual storehouse"!

"The eighth kitchenware, it's time to come back!" Zhu Ji dropped his brush and said.

Ye Feizhou was shocked by the drama, surprises, worries, and a wave of pride surged into his heart. He clenched his fists, his handsome face flushed, and said: "Even if geniuses and evildoers were born a hundred years ago, that food flourish, There is only one case in which a young genius challenged the king of heaven! Liu Subaru defeated Kaiyu, the leader of the dark world!"

The second half of the sentence that hasn't been said is exactly what caused Ye Feizhou's pride.

This generation--

There is another young hero who fights the king!

Whether he wins or loses, he will imprint his name on the history of the Chinese food industry!

Eye-catching!

...

beep!

North America, the headquarters of the "Gourmet Club".

In the depths of the underground research institute, the leader Lance's body was plugged with pipes, and metal wires were connected to the chair under his buttocks.An unknown life mutation is taking place at the genetic level of Lance. The obvious change is that Lance's skin is getting oilier and shiny, with a wet body effect of sweat after exercise.And this is exactly the transformation of the'pseudo god' to Lance's gourmet cells.

He clicked, the sci-fi-like hatch opened, and an old man in a white coat came in. Lance opened his eyes and frowned when he saw the chief researcher handing him a mobile phone, "Is there any important information? "

The old researcher said: "This is your private phone. There is a new text message. I think you need to see it."

The personal mobile phone means that there are not many people who know the number, and the group of confidants know that he is retreating in the research institute and will not be easily disturbed.Lance squinted his eyes, took the phone and looked at it, his pupils suddenly contracted.

"How long is there?" Lance asked.

The old researcher knew that this was asking about the "reconstruction" plan, and he said unhurriedly: "In fact, it is now in the final stage, and it is expected that the schedule will be full tomorrow morning. Do you need me to help book the ticket?"

"I will do it myself!"

Lance immediately opened the mobile ticket booking APP.

"That's right—" Lance said suddenly when the phone was returned to the old researcher. "Where is Naginaki thistle? Call him back. I will only take him to Europe this time. Oh, if things go well, that idiot. It's time to get out... and in our gourmet club, the presence of the father-in-law Nakiri is equivalent to having a deep nepotism with the new king..."

The old researcher nodded.

...

At night, the tea house of the Nagiri family house.

The abbot Ichizen went down the mountain again. At this time, he was a guest at the house, playing a game of black and white Go with his master Nagiri Senzaemon.

Senzaemon held the black stone, and the chess piece landed on Qipanshan, and the playful words also came out: "Yijin, your sense of smell has always been sharp, did you smell something again this time, so you went down the mountain? Ha ha, I know you don’t like to move around."

The abbot Yizhen was not in a hurry. He rubbed a pinch of white beard on his chin with his fingers, and smiled casually: "It's not half a year now. A few months have passed. The food world is too quiet."

He pointed to the dark starry sky at night.

There are dark clouds tonight, let alone the stars, the moon is barely shining in the dark clouds.

"Look, this dark cloud will overwhelm the city." The old monk showed a standard high monk smile.

beep!

Suddenly, under the chess table, the mobile phone casually placed on the tatami mat vibrated when there was news. Nagiri Senzaemon picked it up and looked at the lit screen, his eyebrows jumped, and he immediately put the phone back in place and held it again. Mei Heizi said, "Are you still not going to settle down? I'm thinking about how to take this step."

"Haha!"

The abbot Yizhen violently pushed the chess table, waved his sleeves, and the large sleeves of the monk's robe swept across the chessboard, and the chess game was in a mess. I. It seems that when I went abroad last time, I was still a young man, ah, in the blink of an eye, decades have passed, and there is no old driver to take me with me. I’m really afraid of getting lost."

Nagiri Senzaemon couldn't help but grinned: "I'm about to defeat your game...you old rascal!"

With that said, General Yuan Yue quickly clapped his hands and summoned the butler.

...

Aegean mansion.

"Hush!"

Doris raised her finger at the housekeeper, and from upstairs, there were roars and angry smashing noises from time to time.

In the past six months, her heavenly father has become more and more irritable.

After a while, the movement disappeared and went to the living room on the second floor. Doris found Gaius squatting on the floor in the living room.The middle-aged man wearing only the silk nightgown squatted and stared at a crumpled food magazine on the ground.

Sweeping through the past from Doris's perspective, one can vaguely see a big headline:

The king of Gaius fell.

"Puff--" Doris couldn't help snickering, and immediately attracted a cold look. Gaius turned her head mechanically, but Doris still said to herself on the stairs, "Ah, another pheasant media I’m arranging my heavenly father. In fact, my father, with your power and influence in the Mediterranean and even in Europa, you can block a large number of such pheasant media with a single command. However, in the past six months, Father, why are you doing nothing?"

Gaius said coldly: "These pheasant media, like grass, cut one crop after another."

"Then you don't look at it, close your eyes, isn't it all right?" Doris's shoulders were shaking, and there was a tendency to laugh tremblingly. "Every time I see the news of the arrangement, every time I see the news, I will be angry. , Go to the forum and read the replies from netizens in related posts. Father, are you going to be stunned?"

Gaius' face was dark, "You are always rebelling against your great father... Why is this? Obviously you are the daughter I raised. In such a joint, our father and daughter should be of one mind, and we should defeat them together. The enemy from outside... the two happiness added together... why is this? You only met him once..."

Doris seriously said: "You should take medicine."

"I'm not sick!"

"No, you have long been sick, and you are still very serious, and you will become terminally ill without treatment."

"..."

"Go to him!!"

Gaius's face suddenly became grim, and he tore the crumpled magazine to pieces, "I will prove it to all of you, I am not sick! Know why I let topics and public opinion spread and watch the heat rise quietly? To be honest, I have been waiting for too long...I just want to slap in the face", slamming the whole world!I can't lose!