Chapter 871 - A Little Spicy Would Be Nice (2/2)

However, when Fang the cook made a soup with sentiments according to the rule, it immediately regretted.

The rule should not have been added if it had known.

Having to cry and laugh after eating… that’s torturing!

Fairy tales were deceiving indeed. Soup with sentiments, a dish with shining radiance, as long as the food tasted good, that was all that mattered. To eat something that would make one feel emotional, was that not causing trouble to yourself?

Hence, it decided that for the next two rounds, the taste would be the main criteria.

“Each of you would have to make nine vegetarian dishes and nine non-vegetarian dishes. The top three contestants would make it to the final round,” Chong Daqing added, “There’s no need for the food to have sentiments this round, the taste would be the only judging criteria.”

The crowd of people looked at each other and smiled after hearing that. The speech was direct and straightforward, it seemed like it was traumatized.

Fang Ning reappeared on the competition ground.

Vigilante A was not here, because he needed the System to seize him and cook…

It was impossible for the System to seize his soul.

The crowd was not shocked, everyone knew that the Venerable Dragon God was busy. The appearance of Fang the cook was already a great honor to them.

“I fell into your trap. You didn’t need me in the beginning, but now I have to cook for you,” Sir System muttered.

“You’ve got multi-background processes anyway, it wouldn’t be a waste of your time,” Fang Ning said.

After that, the crowd saw Fang the cook moving his hands. All the pots and pans, fire and charcoal stove were all moving synchronously. It was godlike. It seemed like if one wanted to be a top chef, one had to be a powerhouse among the cultivators.

The ones who worked in the logistics department felt stirring waves in their hearts after seeing that.

They only saw a part of it, but they could tell what was going on.

Out of all the industries, it seemed like the top in each industry must be a cultivator.

If one was not a cultivator, it would be impossible to be the best in the industry.

However, there was a problem. If one was a powerhouse among the cultivators, would it be necessary for one to work in other industries?

Not long after, Fang Ning was the first to complete eighteen dishes.

Chong Daqing flew over after that.

“Godlike creation…”

It used a pair of silver chopsticks to taste the dish and it was surprised.

It switched to other utensils, but the same evaluation was given.

It put on a bitter expression on its face, “Fang the cook, you were tricking me before. I can’t believe that you’re so petty…”

The rest of them could tell that the inheritor had been determined. Godlike creation? It was their first time hearing that.

Fang Ning was at a loss for words, and had no way to explain.

Should he tell it that it was not a one-man’s job?

“Since when did I trick you? I did everything for your own good. A fall into the pit, a gain in your wit. You have to be grateful for what you have and you can’t be greedy,” Fang Ning said earnestly.

Fortunately, Vigilante A was the one who owed Chong Daqing a debt of gratitude. As for his real identity, it did not matter much.

Otherwise, he would not have dared to say that…

Chong Daqing looked confused, it seemed like it did not understand his words fully. In the temptation of delicious food, it decided to put everything behind and to start tasting.

This time, it learned its lesson and started eating by taking small bites.

“Don’t worry. It’s not spicy…” Fang Ning was speechless.

“I think it’ll be nice if it’s a little spicy…,” Chong Daqing blinked its eyes and said.

Fang Ning did not feel like responding. Did it really think that he was a professional cook?