Chapter 169 - A Complete Defeat

Chapter 169 - A Complete Defeat

"I probably..."

The hippopotamus murmured dully: "Been dove?"

When he came to his senses, he looked down at the curry fish jelly he had eaten for three bites, lifted the plate suddenly, opened his mouth, poured the whole fish jelly into his mouth, and chewed frantically.

Horrific pungentness and anger erupted from his face again, burning that gray face into a bright red.

Numerous bloodshots emerged from the eyes.

"It turned out to be the ash!" He was excitedly identifying the ingredients: "It was the ash that made me feel uneasy... Such a pure ash is simply unprecedented! It's because of this dish Is it specially made?"

The skinny man who breathed wildly said vaguely: "There is still anger, this kind of artificially added anger, quite pure anger and killing intent..."

"Blood, it smells like blood."

The banshee kept inhaling the pungent smell of curry, her eyes glowing: "Poisonous blood, rare poisonous blood, belongs to the dragon genus... oh oh, there is deep sadness and powerlessness hidden in it, as well as inescapable decline... how much The familiar feeling is like the taste of mother."

"It's so subtle, it's an irresistible feeling."

The skinny man grinned and greedily chewed the fish jelly in his mouth: "Every bite, I can feel the strong expectation and the inescapable loss, as if wandering between gain and loss... This is the true meaning of pigeon curry ?"

The crazy gluttony came to an abrupt end soon.

In the silence, only the last black shadow was left carelessly eating the curry on the plate, without expressing any opinions.

Until finally, he put down the spoon.

"In terms of skills, there is still something lacking, no, it should be said... you never thought about being a chef at all, right?"

Heiying wiped his mouth slowly, and commented: "Creativity and materials make up for your shortcomings. It can be seen that you have an excellent cooking heart and dark wisdom, and you have full potential in cooking. "

He paused for a moment, not showing arrogance, but cautiously expressed his evaluation: "Although this dish is not qualified to be served in the banquet of the abyss, it is also qualified as a snack for self-satisfaction, and I will give you seven points. "

"Eight points." The banshee said after her.

"Seven and a half." Hippo judged.

"Seven points." The skinny man said.

As a result, after passing the primary election, Huai Shi advanced, completed the competition perfectly, and got the invitation letter for the global competition half a year later.

So, in the silence, the boy happily took a step back, turned and left.

Just as he passed by, he heard a sneer from the 'man with sores': "What kind of pigeon curry, rubbish for pampering."

Arrogantly withdrawing her gaze from Huai Shi, she slowly walked towards the judging table holding her cauldron.

"Taste my creation - Witch Stew!"

The lid of the cauldron was slowly lifted, and then, in the dark green thick soup, countless fish heads and messy tentacles slowly emerged, revealing a hideous state like a nightmare.

The vicious source quality breath continuously diffused from it, bringing terrifying damage and screams, which seemed to be curses and screams from the deepest part of hell.

Just staring, there are countless small whispers ringing in my ears.

"Not abusive! Not abusive! Read Chapter 50 first..."

"Could Fenggege lie to you?"

"Although he died, he has grown up!"

Just looking at it, one can feel the venom and curse seeping into it.

As if it will bring misfortune, people want to stay away.

Huai Shi's footsteps paused, and she turned her head curiously, as if expecting the result, with a disgusting smile, which made her even more annoyed, and she gritted her teeth.

Soon, you will find out how weak and ridiculous your creations are compared to real dark cuisine!

With such anger and hatred, she stretched out her hand to fill the soup and served it gracefully in front of the judges.

Such an excellent sale is much stronger than Huai Shi's gimmick just now.

The judges glanced at each other and moved their index fingers for a while, but when they picked up the spoon and tasted it carefully, they froze in place again.

frown.

Because there is no taste...

Still no taste!

Is it the same as before?

No, it should be said that it is more like the feeling of not adding salt and chicken essence... Although the taste is good, no matter how you taste it, you can't find the rich impact as imagined.

The judges frowned, scooped up a spoon again, and clicked their mouths carefully.

His brows slowly wrinkled.

"No salt?" Hippo raised his head and asked unhappily.

"The ingredients don't seem too fresh." The skinny man shook his head: "It's bland."

"It's like a pot of soup that has been simmering for a long time. It doesn't feel fresh at all." The banshee shook her head indifferently: "Ordinary stuff."

She froze in place, staring blankly at the judges.

Her lips moved in amazement, and her face gradually paled under the disguise. After a long time, she looked at the huge black figure at the back as if holding the last hope.

Sombra didn't speak.

To be exact, after the soup was served, he smelled it and didn't move.

Sensing the contestant's gaze, Soi Ying raised his eyes indifferently and glanced at her: "You lost."

"No... this... how is this possible!"

She rushed up like crazy, snatched the bowl from Hippo's hand, took a sip by herself, and felt the pain and taste of the impactful venom bursting in her mouth, it was unbelievable.

"I obviously didn't make any mistakes! No steps went wrong..."

"No, you were wrong from the beginning."

The banshee looked at her mockingly, and spoke the truth: "You are slow, one step slow."

"One step away, the current ending is doomed."

Hippo shook his head pityingly: "You lost, unfortunately, we can't let you advance, but because of your hard work...we won't cast a curse on you, please leave."

"wrong!"

The woman growled, furious: "There's something wrong here! There must be something wrong!"

The skinny man snapped his fingers without interest, and a waiter stepped forward, stretched out his hand, grabbed her by the neck, and dragged her roughly to the sidelines step by step.

The woman was screaming and struggling crazily, and the cloak fell off, revealing a large piece of strange blue and black tattoos on her shoulders.

When she saw Huai Shi, she became stunned.

Huai Shi is smiling.

It seems to have been expected.

"I'm sorry." He shook his head pityingly, "After eating my dish of dung sea monster maggot...after my dish of pigeon curry, I won't taste any more."

This is his purpose of serving the dishes ahead of his opponents!

The mixture of decay toxin and robbery ash precipitated from Qingguanlong's blood can double paralyze the taste and perception of the judges, causing them to enter a short sage time after intense stimulation of both body and soul.

During this period, everything you eat will be bland.

When Huai Shi stood in front of her, she was doomed.

"It's you! It's you!"

The woman screamed frantically and reached out to scratch him, but couldn't reach him, and the waiter picked up speed. As if deliberately waiting for him to finish his explanation, he pulled her up and threw her out of the door that appeared in front of him.

The gate is closed.

The woman disappeared.

Huai Shi raised her head and saw the judges who were smiling strangely.

They didn't seem to be angry with themselves for being recruited, but they looked at Huai Shi with praise and encouragement, probably because he successfully carried forward the main purpose of the Chef's Competition to be the first and the second.

Isn't the life-and-death struggle between contestants the best show for dinner?

And at this moment, I saw the last Luo Xian took up her own responsibility and walked towards the judging booth.

Huai Shi froze in place.

The words just now were not only for the defeated woman, but also for Luo Xian to remind her to wait a little longer before presenting her work.

But I didn't expect her to be so confident.

It was served directly!

Even the judges were a little stunned.

"remarkably brave."

Hippo nodded in admiration, looked down at the sauerkraut fish in front of him, frowned, then poked it with chopsticks, and the frown deepened.

Something seems wrong.

Not a burst of golden light suddenly lit up.

There is no soaring resentment.

There is no strange fragrance spreading...

How do you look at this plate... It looks like a very ordinary fish with pickled cabbage!

He opened his mouth suspiciously and took a bite.

Then he froze in place again, his expression suddenly distorted, as if he had seen a ghost, or a ghost that came out of nowhere had seen him.

All in all, it looks like hell.

He stared blankly at Luo Xian.

The fingers twitched.

"you you……"

Hippo struggled to make a sound, suddenly raised his hand to cover his mouth, and then bent down amidst the screams of countless audiences, and vomited.

Vomited!

He vomited!

After seeing countless storms, the judges fell in front of this pickled fish.

Not only the hippopotamus, but also the skinny man was foaming from his mouth, and he covered his mouth forcibly to prevent himself from spitting it out. Fortunately, his mouth is relatively small.

I can cover it.

But the banshee covered her face and screamed

Is it so unpalatable!

Even the black shadow was stunned for a long time, and then he let out a startled voice: "The younger generation is awesome! The younger generation is awesome! This son will definitely not be a thing in the pool..."

"so smart?"

Huai Shi stared at the judges dumbfounded, and took out a magnifying glass to observe the fish left in the pot intently, but no matter how you looked at it, it looked like an ordinary fish with pickled cabbage.

There is nothing unusual about the smell and hue.

It even gave him some appetite.

"Would you like some?" Luo Xian picked up a piece of fish with chopsticks, put it on a plate and handed it over, with a helpless smile: "To be honest, I just feel so-so."

Huai Shi looked down at the plate in front of her in a daze.

He swallowed and spit.

To be honest, he knew that he seemed to be trying to die, but he just couldn't help but want to know... what this thing smells like.

Anyway, he watched the whole cooking process, and he didn't inject any poison or any abnormal cooking methods at all.

Just an ordinary fish.

If it's unpalatable, there's nowhere to go...

With such a mood, Huai Shi made a decision that he would regret for the rest of his life - he picked up the chopsticks.

I took a bite.

Three seconds later, he knelt on the ground, vomited foul-smelling bile, and burst into tears.

"how come……"

He shouted in grief and anger: "How could it be so unpalatable!"

Yes, as long as you dove, you won’t be abused anymore... (broken thoughts in the corner