Even Pseudo-girl Vampires Can Survive Calmly in Another World

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The melon eaters wearing sunglasses puffed up their palms one after another, while the melon eaters without sunglasses were still rubbing their eyes, wanting to kick the boy to death.

"..." Master Lin silently finished eating the baked buns in his hand, sighed, and stood aside without saying a word.

He felt that he was not qualified to comment on this kind of cuisine.

"The ultimate in fire, the ultimate in noodles, the ultimate in meat, the ultimate in harmony..." The big man looked at the baked bun with a bite in his hand, and then at the boy: "You are only one step away from the next level, boy, Come on, ask your own heart more—what is your way?"

"..." The young man was taken aback for a moment, then hurriedly bowed to the big man: "Thank you for your advice."

"Okay, it's delicious..." The witch girl wiped the tears from her eyes: "Although I don't know how to say it better, but... I just think it's delicious, and I feel like my blood is boiling..."

"Hehe, that's why I said 'one step away'..." The big man chuckled.

"Well, if the full score is [-] points, I will give [-] points," Mercury put one hand in his pocket, holding the baked buns with one hand to eat: "But... [-] points is not enough. Whether it can surpass [-] points is the most important thing." The next thing you need to think about, young man."

"Thank you for your advice." The boy bowed to Mercury again.

"Can I have another one, right?" Old Si Ji raised her little hand and asked after eating a baked bun.

"Hehe, please go ahead, it's really a very happy thing to see someone who likes my cooking..." The boy smiled.

"The old man, I'm not welcome." The uncle also smiled and stretched out his hand to take the second baked bun.

'No comment. ’—the ghost held up the sign and shrugged off the sheets.

The boy's cooking has not reached the point where a ghost like him can taste it directly. In a sense, this alone has already doomed the boy's defeat.

Everyone knows that there is a ghost like himself among the judges who can't taste the taste of ordinary food. If he has no ability to convince him, it is impossible to become the God of Cookery.

"Delicious." Annie took a bite of the baked buns, and then said nothing, as if to say 'that's all'.

"Keep working hard, boy, don't let your talent go to waste." The God of Cookery also took a bite of the baked buns, his eyes were serious: "If possible, a journey to compete with chefs from all over the world... should make you reborn, Now that you have come into contact with Anne County, which is the hub of the heavens, you cannot miss the opportunity she brings you."

"Ordinary chefs don't have this opportunity to see the 'way of food' in the world."

"..." Master Lin, an ordinary chef, was taken aback.

That's right... I was indeed an ordinary cook before, but... Can I still be considered ordinary after I came to Anne County?

If you want to improve your cooking skills...

I also travel around... what will happen?

"I will seriously consider it, thank you Senior Cookery God for your guidance." The boy bowed to Cookery God again.

"Okay, who's next?" The God of Cookery sat on a chair, finished eating the baked buns in his hand, and looked at the other chefs.

"Let me do it." Master Lin stepped forward, opened his steamer, looked at the really ordinary fish steamed buns inside, and smiled helplessly.

"If it's at the end, I don't know if I will dare to show them..."

"Come on, everyone eat buns." Master Lin handed the steamer in front of everyone.

"Okay." With a serious face, the big man picked up a small steamed bun, put it in his open mouth, and began to chew and savor it.

"..." Guishen wiped the palm of the hand that grabbed the baked bun with a napkin in an instant, then picked up a small steamed bun with three fingers, brushed away the long hair in front of his face with the other hand as before, and took a bite of the small steamed bun .

"It looks very good..." The witch girl grabbed a small steamed bun, took a bite, and her eyes lit up instantly.

The ghost threw a small steamed bun into the big gaping mouth in front of the bed sheet, and immediately held up another small wooden sign—'very good. '

"Eh?" Seeing the ghost's reaction, the boy was taken aback for a moment.

It's not that I look down on Master Lin, but...he's really just an ordinary chef, right?He doesn't have any metaphysical skills, can he actually let the ghost directly taste the taste of his cooking?

This is something even I can't do...

"I'm sorry." The boy quickly picked up a small steamed bun, stuffed it into his mouth, and after he bit it, his eyes gradually widened.

This, this is—

What kind of food is this? ! ——

It's like eating a big mouthful of flowing, cool clouds, and the whole life seems to become full in an instant...

"Eh? Isn't this old man my lucky fish..." The uncle scratched his head, and then looked at Master Lin's apprentice who was holding up a video camera to take a video.

"Oh... I see..."

You guy and I are on credit, so it turns out that you want to use Fusheng fish to make steamed buns for your master...

Have filial piety.

"It's not so magical..." Old Si Ji savored the taste of Fushengyu Xiaolongbao carefully, her little face was full of confusion.

Apart from the relatively novel taste, there is no other special place...

"Old Siji, you are a robot, you shouldn't feel it..." Annie stroked her small face, looking at the Fushengyu Xiaolongbao in her other hand: "This Xiaolongbao contains a lot of vitality, just take a bite , it can probably extend the life of ordinary people by more than 500 years..."

"Eh? Is it like this?" Old Si Ji was taken aback.

"Well... Anyway, it has nothing to do with me. I'm a demon steel robot, and I don't have such a thing as lifespan..."

When you are free, install an infinite magic power module, and even the energy will not be exhausted.

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The second update this afternoon is here! ~

(It's still one change away from chapter 1200...)

Chapter 1202 Chapter 1200 : There will be no God of Cookery next year ([-])

Although Master Lin's Fushengyu Xiaolongbao is delicious, most of the deliciousness depends on the super ingredient of Fushengyu itself. Even he himself is embarrassed to ask everyone to rate him, so he hastily let everyone skip him.

Everyone understood his mood, so they didn't say much.

The ghost cut his own cake and shared it with everyone. There is nothing to say about it. The ghost also said before that he is not good at pastry. The taste of this cake is ordinary. The technical content of the dumplings is at best similar to that of Master Lin's steamed buns.

'I laughed. '——The ghost held up the small wooden sign, as if a little helpless.

He is good at cooking fish, if he has blessed raw fish on hand, he might have a chance of winning.

"It's okay, it tastes good too." The witch girl smiled: "I like eating cakes the most."

She ate all the cake stalls today, and the cake made by Ghost is indeed the most delicious one. It seems that even if pastry is his shortcoming, this shortcoming has surpassed the limit of ordinary chefs.

"It's up to me next." Old Si Ji picked up her basket and distributed the fried dough sticks to everyone who finished eating the cake.

"This is... um..." Under the young man's embarrassed gaze, the old Si Ji shouted: "[Final Yan Universe·Infinity·Extreme·Big Youtiao]!!!—"

bang bang bang-

Thick, blood-colored characters smashed into the air as if they were smashed on a blackboard, occupying the sight of the melon-eating crowd.

boom! ——

Bright golden light gushed out from old Si Ji's body, piercing through the heaven and earth with a golden beam of light just like the young man's cooking.

"When did old Siji know this skill?!" Mary's face was full of surprise: "I thought this ability to make dishes shine was only possessed by chefs from different worlds..."

"Isn't it just using a projection device for special effects?" Lucifer shrugged, and turned on his wrist machine by the way: "If we want to do it, it's very simple——"

"Eh, wait? ——" Lucifer just wanted to follow the example of old Si Ji and shoot a beam of light when he saw the system warning of 'Insufficient Computing Power' on the wrist computer screen.

"Is the old Si Ji's computing power so outrageous? Even Pandora.A, can't be so unreasonable?"

"Please eat." Old Si Ji, who was still shrouded in the beam of light, raised her little hand to the chefs who were holding fried dough sticks in a daze.

"Uh... are you going to stay there forever?" The God of Cookery pushed his sunglasses and pointed at the old Siji's beam of light.

This thing is too dazzling, right?

The people who eat melons without sunglasses are about to cry now, have you considered their feelings?

"Of course," old Si Ji crossed his arms, without a shadow in the beam of light, the whole Pandora.A was like a shining goddess: "This is the aura of God of Cookery—isn't it?"

"It doesn't matter about aura, I'm afraid you will be beaten later..." The God of Cookery scratched his head.

"Hehe, are you going to fight the Demon Steel robot? Then they are really brave..." Old Si Ji was triumphant.

"Old Siji..." Annie said softly, "If you mess around like this, you will offend Lord Fan Helsing, why don't you turn off the lights?"

"Oh..." Old Si Ji turned off the lights in an instant, and changed back to the ordinary Pandora.A.

Even the engineers who created them, Pandora.

But facing Maharaja Van Helsing...

Pandora A's are like grandparents who are majestic, and they dare not make mistakes at all.

——Well, except for those Pandora who already knew the true face of Lord Van Helsing.

majesty?grandfather? ——It doesn't exist, how can that little cutie have any majesty...

"Wait, I seem to be Pandora.A who knows the real identity of Mr. Van Helsing..." Old Si Ji was taken aback, remembering how Maharaja Van Helsing and other girls took his own taxi and exposed his identity in his car ...

'I shouldn't be afraid of Lord Van Helsing, am I? '

"This deep-fried dough stick... woo woo woo... It's delicious..." The tearful witch girl attracted old Si Ji's attention.

"Perfect fritters..." The big man exclaimed: "From the perspective of technology and ingredients - perfect, it doesn't look like a fritters that humans can make. I can't even find a single flaw..."

"If there is a perfect example of deep-fried dough sticks in the world, then it deserves it." The God of Cookery said affirmatively: "However, it is just a example."

"If you can't surpass it, then naturally it's impossible to surpass me."

"It's really ruthless." Old Si Ji curled her mouth and scratched her green energy-phagocyte hair: "But I also know this kind of thing. Compared with you monsters, I am indeed a little worse."

"Hmph, look forward to next year, I will come to participate in the God of Cookery next year, and I will definitely take you down by then!" Old Si Ji put down her little hand and looked at the God of Cookery confidently.

"There will be no next year." Guishensha smiled coldly and opened his steamer.

Cruel! ——

The frightening birdsong sounded.

A black phoenix appeared in the sky above Annie Town in an instant, with black wings hanging down to the sky, and fiery red eyes staring at the God of Cookery, exuding terrifying power from its whole body.

"This year—" Guishen Shasu showed everyone the black steamed dumplings in the steamer, and the crimson eyes under the black hair were also looking at the God of Cookery: "She is no longer the God of Cookery."