Even Pseudo-girl Vampires Can Survive Calmly in Another World

"Oh... old man, I actually made such an oolong... It's really embarrassing..." The uncle sighed, and was about to pack up and leave.

"Eh?——" God of Cookery stretched out his hand to Fu Shengyu reluctantly, and then pressed his hand down, pretending to be indifferent.

"It's a pity." Ghost God instantly covered his forehead.

"Hiss hiss hiss—" Ghost crossed his arms.

"Huh? Fusheng fish is also counted as 'noodles'?" The God of Cookery suddenly looked at the ghost, as if he heard something incredible.

"Hiss?" The ghost froze.

"Huh?" The uncle stopped moving.

"How can this be counted? It doesn't look like noodles..." The God of Cookery hinted at other chefs.

"..." The eyes of the other chefs lit up.

"Hiss, hiss, hiss——" Ghost quickly waved his hands, um...laying out the sheets.

'I didn't say that nonsense!Don't talk nonsense!How can fu sheng fish be 'noodles'? ! '

"Although I really don't want to admit it, but if you say it like this..." The big man rubbed his chin, as if he regarded the ghost as an authoritative role: "That's okay, I'll give you this face."

"Starch substances can become transparent after processing," said the teenager wearing a red and white printed headscarf with his hands crossed. "I think the meat of this Fusheng fish is also transparent, probably similar to starch."

Starch, not flour~

"It's really amazing..." The witch girl sighed all over her face: "Nature's uncanny workmanship can actually create such a miraculous creature..."

"Is the muscle fish made of flour? It must taste very good, right?" The witch girl drooled with emotion.

"Hiss, hiss, hiss!—" The ghost became anxious.

You make up such nonsense, do you still want my reputation? !What will people say when I go to the vegetable market to buy vegetables in the future? —'Hey, ghost?Long-awaited, long-awaited, but today we don't have fish made of flour, do you want to try fish? '

"I understand what you mean..." Guishen Moji seemed to understand what the ghost said, and nodded: "Although...even if the meat of Fusheng fish is similar to flour, it cannot be used as a substitute for flour, but... Is cooking such an inconvenience?"

"If we don't even have the stamina to accommodate a little Fusheng fish, then why are we arguing for the title of 'God of Food'?" Guishen's face turned serious for a moment, and he shouted: "Everyone go back to the hometown to grow sweet potatoes!——"

The scene was silent.

Neither the chefs nor the people eating melons spoke, as if they were quietly contemplating the truth of life taught by the ghosts and gods.

"..." Master Lin took off his chef's hat and scratched his bald head.

Fusheng fish...he ate a little bit when he was experimenting with dishes just now, that stuff...and flour are the same thing...

But... Although I understand this kind of thing, it's better not to say it out loud, so as not to be beaten to death by my colleagues on the spot.

That Ghost Setsuna is a ruthless man who always wears a lot of kitchen knives in his hair...

"Ahem, I think Fushengyu is 'noodles' and there's nothing wrong with it." The old driver, who felt that he had jumped back and forth in and out of the gate of hell just now, made a weak voice.

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The second update this morning is here! ~

(Stewing pig intestines downstairs again! Well...it's finally a windy day, so I can cool down——)

Chapter 1200 Chapter 1198: Mary Mastered the Reverse Vertical Flag ([-])

"Huh? What's the matter with everyone? - so quiet..." Annie walked out of the crowd with two drawers of steamed buns, and looked at everyone who was as quiet as a chicken, her little face was full of confusion.

"And..." Annie put the steamed buns on the long table together with other people's dishes, and then pointed to the uncle's Fushengyu sashimi: "No matter how you look at it, this thing is not—"

"Cough, cough, cough—" God of Cookery coughed dryly, interrupting Annie's speech.

"The time is almost up." The God of Cookery looked at his watch, and then shouted to the square: "Is there anyone else who wants to challenge me?"

"If you don't come again, then we will treat you as abstaining!—"

"..." Annie crossed her arms, she didn't know what the God of Cookery was up to, but she didn't want to worry about it.

If there is only one more opponent, then you will lose, then you don't need to participate in the competition, you might as well pack up your things and go home to eat bats as soon as possible.

"..." The voice of God Eater fell, and no one responded for a long time in the crowd. It seemed that no chef would come forward again.

"There's no need to wait," Guishenshu took out a pocket watch from his pocket and looked at it: "It's exactly [-]:[-], and those who arrive late are not even eligible to compete with me on the same stage."

"That's good..." The God of Cookery sat back on the chair behind the long table, crossed his legs, and looked at the chefs outside the long table: "Which one of you will go first?"

——Who will take out his own work first for people to taste?

The title of "God of Cookery" can only be taken away by chefs who can truly convince every opponent. If they don't even have the ability to convince their opponents and tell the truth, they are naturally not capable of becoming a God of Cookery.

"Let me go first." The boy wearing a red and white printed headscarf took a deep breath, walked forward slowly, grabbed the stainless steel round cover on his work with callused hands, and stood in front of all the melon-eating crowd and him. When the female classmates held their breath——

Slowly uncover the stainless steel dome.

thump——

It seems that there is a magnificent sacred music playing, and the surging golden light is sprayed out from the thin gap between the lid and the saucer, reflecting the world golden.

"[Extreme Universe·True·Ultimate·Rotating Flame Baked Buns]!!!—" The young man shouted ferociously, as if he was grabbing a heavy object, he pulled up the round cover vigorously: "Come on!!!—— —”

boom! ——

The golden beam of light runs through the sky and the earth.

The people who were prepared to eat melons put on sunglasses one after another, while those who were not prepared could only howl and cover the titanium alloy dog ​​eyes that were almost blinded by burning.

"It's exaggerated——" Miss Gabriel and the girls wearing sunglasses stood in the front row, raising their heads to look at the golden beam of light piercing through the clouds.

"Annie, it's dangerous..." Mary muttered to herself.

"Hey, Annie is one of us after all, can't you say something auspicious?" Lucifer patted Mary on the shoulder.

"What do you know?" Mary pushed her sunglasses: "I call it a reverse flag. If I say 'Anne will definitely win' at this time, she will become a stepping stone for others."

"It's like the young man who said before going to the battlefield that he would go back to his hometown to get married after the war, the middle-aged man who showed others a picture of his daughter, the old man who said that his son and grandson died on the battlefield, and now it's his turn to protect his homeland. People—these guys are all going to die, you must never say anything positive before the battle..."

Mary looked professional: "The key to Annie's victory is to say that Annie is inferior to others."

"Oh, I understand that," Jin Lin'er raised her small hands, folded her arms across her chest, pretending to be deep, "This person's cooking skills are not inferior to Annie's, I'm afraid Annie..."

"Yes, that's it." Mary also crossed her arms and said, "Annie, a cook who only has eighth-level cooking skills, is the opponent of this six-star chef? Sigh..."

"I've also heard about this young man. I heard that he is a strong candidate for the Leo of the Zodiac in Jinyue Academy..." Li Ge crossed his chest with one hand and rubbed his chin: "His strength is unfathomable..."

"And it's an elite ninja from Huohua Village." Miss Gabriel's gaze behind the sunglasses was very solemn: "In this big scene, he must have used some kind of brilliant ninjutsu, right?"

"No," the 'very knowledgeable' Raph growled: "This is not ninjutsu! This is 'Holy Arrival'! The blood of the 'Quincier' in his body has awakened!——"

"Scary! Did the God of Cookery put so much pressure on him? It actually made him awaken this terrifying bloodline!—"

"I don't think his partners are simple..." Satan looked at the girls not far away from the boy: "One has calluses on his hands and slender arms. He should be a swordsman who is good at wielding swords. The other has thick thighs like spring. ○Li, you should have a good leg technique..."

"One person is tall, he seems to have transformed himself into a robot, and his fists should be extremely powerful..."

"A person with a perfect body and a light of wisdom in his eyes. He is probably the brains of the team, the person who guides everyone..."

"Cough cough, cough cough, it's over..." Mary patted Satan on the shoulder, those were ordinary girls, how could it be so strange as Satan said?

"Oh," Satan was stunned, then rubbed his chin and thought for a while: "Then...then I can see that they have warm eyes and are united and strong. They must be super magisters who regard each other as family members. As long as they are for each other, they can Gain infinite power to fight..."

"Annie, it's dangerous..." Everyone said in unison.

"You guys..." Lucifer looked at everyone with solemn faces completely speechless.

hum-

The sky-high golden beam of light dissipated, revealing 24 plain-looking baked buns stacked on top of each other on the plate.

"Because I don't know how many chefs are participating in the competition, so I made a little more—"

The young man looked at the chefs who challenged the God of Cookery. There were ten of them, including himself, there were 11 of them.

They are a shirtless man named Liu Kuixing, an ordinary chef named Lin Jianguo, an urban legend named Mercury, a mysterious and gloomy woman named Guishensha, Pandora.A named Lao Siji, and a witch girl named Mo Lili, A ghost called a... er, a ghost...

And the 'Free Fu Sheng Fish Delivery Man' named Daeul, and the First Lady of Anne County named Annie.

Finally, there is today's big boss—the God of Cookery.

"But in the end it's just us guys." The boy took off his hood and scratched his head: "So if everyone thinks it's delicious, you can eat one more."

"Then I won't be polite—" The witch girl rubbed her little hands, stepped forward to take a baked bun that was just the right temperature, neither too hot nor too cold, and took a bite expectantly.

click-

"Hmm!—" In everyone's eyes... the witch girl's expression gradually became dull, as if she had fallen into some kind of wonderful illusion and couldn't extricate herself.

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Chapter 1201 Chapter 1199: The Corpse Bride with Negative Lives ([-])

"It's not bad." Guishen Shimo also took a bite of a baked bun, but his expression didn't change much.

Although this level of cooking is already considered remarkable for a chef of his age, she still doesn't take it seriously.

In her opinion, today's main course is only 'God of Cookery'.

Others are just side dishes.

"Not, not bad? Just not bad?" The boy's face froze.

This is the dish he tried his best to make, but it's just 'not bad'?

"Of course." Guishen Mo glanced at the young man coldly: "Do you want me to say 'unpalatable'? If you want, I don't mind saying it."

"..." The boy was silent for a long time, and finally scratched his head with a smile: "I understand! My cooking skills are not enough to conquer your tongue, I understand—"

The boy's eyes gradually became serious: "It seems that my strength is still far from the God of Cookery. This time I understand that I have no hope of becoming the God of Cookery! But I will definitely work harder in the future!"

"My end point is definitely not just at this level!——"