511 Mysterious Dish (1/2)

At dawn, rays of light passed through the window as they scattered all over the land.

Getting up from the bed, Bu Fang ruffled his hair and a yawn escaped his lips. He washed up before leaving his room. Before long, he walked into the kitchen.

After practicing his knife skills as per usual, he cooked the Sweet 'n' Sour Ribs for Blacky. Of course, he made a portion of Dragon Blood Rice for Nethery as well before bringing out both piping-hot dishes from the kitchen.

This was the only point in the day where Blacky would not be sleeping. With both its paws on the table, Blacky used both of its doggy eyes to stare at the Sweet 'n' Sour ribs in Bu Fang's hands.

Nethery's appearance was almost similar to Blacky's. She had the same anticipating look in her eyes as she looked at the food in Bu Fang's hand. It could be said that the most blissful moment in their life was when they were eating.

Looking at Nethery and Blacky, who were devouring the food with a delighted expression on their face, the corners of Bu Fang's mouth curled upwards.

He went back to the kitchen to cook himself a steamer full of Golden Shumai and he ate them slowly. After cleaning up, he walked out of the Cloud Mist Restaurant.

Still holding on to the restaurant advertisement board, Bu Fang yawned a few times as he walked toward the central plaza in Heavenly Mist City.

The competition of the top 100 in the Magical Hand Conference was finally going to begin!

As Bu Fang was walking toward the central plaza, he encountered many people. Bu Fang's fame in the competition wasn't small at all. After all, anyone who had the abilities to enter the competition of the top 100 would definitely be noticed. On top of that, after creating so much trouble in the competition in the elimination rounds, Bu Fang was well recognized.

After all, he was the only chef among all the alchemists...

He was given the title, the public enemy of the alchemists! How could he not attract attention?

”Owner Bu, you can do it! Enter the top 50! Believe in yourself! You are the dark horse in the competition!”

”If a chef enters the top 50 in the Magical Hand Conference, things will definitely get interesting!”

”Owner Bu, even if your opponent is Sorceress An Sheng, don't be sad! You can try again in the next competition!”

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Along the way, those who recognized Bu Fang smiled and greeted him.

Bu Fang simply nodded his head in response. His face remained expressionless as usual.

Before long, a series of steel buildings appeared in Bu Fang's field of vision. Each and every one of them was extremely tall as they reached into the skies. It gave people a sense of oppression.

Walking through the tunnel below the buildings, Bu Fang arrived at the central plaza.

In the instant he walked out of the tunnel, it seemed as though he walked into a sea of light. Bu Fang instantly narrowed his eyes. Before long, the glare from the light disappeared, and he was able to clearly look at the scene in front of him.

The noise from the crowd could shatter the clouds and Bu Fang felt a little dazzled.

There were people shouting loudly in the plaza and heads were bobbing about. The crowd seemed extremely excited about the competition which was about to take place.

The number of people who were there to watch the competition was extremely large. It was much more than the previous elimination rounds. After all, this was a competition of the top 100. It would be much more exciting than the elimination rounds. The crowd had high expectations for this round of the competition.

The arrangement in the central plaza experienced some changes.

However, the changes were not large. The original eight arenas were simply reduced to five arenas. There were also no audience members standing around the individual arenas.

Perhaps, to improve the audience viewing experience, there was a copper fence which encircled the outer region of the five arenas. The audience stand was outside the copper fence and the packed crowd found their seats before long. They beamed with delight.

Bu Fang lugged around his advertisement board as he stayed in his original position. He looked a little lost.

”Old Bu! Over here! I am over here!”

Just as Bu Fang was in a daze, a shout came from afar. Nangong Wuque waved his hand at Bu Fang continuously as he signaled for Bu Fang to walk over.

Carrying his advertisement board, Bu Fang went near him.

Around Nangong Wuque, there were many people who wore high-class alchemists' robes and their hands were hidden in their sleeves. They had arrogant looks on their faces.

When they heard Nangong Wuque shouting, all of them turned to look at Bu Fang.

A young man who was carrying an advertising board around… Could it be that this was the chef who caused a huge ruckus in the elimination rounds?

He was the public enemy of the alchemists who caused many of them to be eliminated?

Today, it was extremely easy for people to recognize Bu Fang. All they had to do was to find someone who was carrying a board in the crowd. That person was the legendary public enemy of the alchemists.

”Nangong Wuque…. You have really fallen to a new low. You actually mix around with this kind of people.”

One of the alchemists laughed out loud as he swept his gaze which was full of disdain across Bu Fang. He turned to Nangong Wuque with a similar gaze.

Many of the other surrounding alchemists didn't bother to hide their sarcastic remarks.

Although they heard of Bu Fang and his title, which was the public enemy of the alchemists, they didn't personally witness Bu Fang's feats. They had no idea just how terrifying Bu Fang actually was.

After all, as alchemists, they wouldn't pay attention to a mere chef.

As a chef, he was only able to cook some dishes. Was he really able to defy heaven's will? Using underhanded means to reach the top 100 in the Magical Hand Conference… Could he really rise to the heavens?

Alchemists were the people who had the noblest occupation in the Hidden Dragon Continent. If a mere chef was able to bring them down, how were they supposed to call themselves alchemists?

Nangong Wuque simply ignored all of them and their snide remarks. After all, these people were frogs in a well. How could the dishes cooked by Old Bu be compared to ordinary dishes?

They had no idea how terrifying Bu Fang's culinary arts were.

”I heard that the opponent for this chef is Sorceress An Sheng? Hehe…”

”What a pity, to meet Sorceress An Sheng in the first round of the Top 100 competition, he is really an unlucky person!”

”Do all of you think that he will be the fastest person to be eliminated in this round? Now, that will be something interesting… Anyway, it's already an absolute honor for a chef to make it into the top 100.”