Chapter 1672 - Something Is Wrong With Bu Fang’s Cooking (1/2)

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation  Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

The System’s serious voice rang out in Bu Fang’s ears, but it was different. It became a little muffled.

‘What’s the matter?’ Bu Fang frowned. ‘System, are you having a problem?’ He could not help but ask the System in his mind.

Rumble…

All of a sudden, Bu Fang’s spirit sea underwent a dramatic change. Terrifying rumbling sounds echoed out continuously as if mountains were collapsing and seas were churning, while all the Artifact Spirits became restless.

This abnormal phenomenon struck him as a little odd. There were not so many problems in the past. With a thought, his consciousness entered his spirit sea.

At that moment, great waves rose and swept across the vast spirit sea, and the Artifact Spirits were tumbling in it.

Qilin stood snarling in the middle of the spirit sea, causing the water to keep churning. Golden Dragon wriggled his body, and Vermilion Bird flapped her wings and kept crying. White Tiger roared and kept jumping, while Black Turtle was slowly rising from the depths of the spirit sea.

“What’s happening?” Bu Fang was confused. “What are the Artifact Spirits doing? Dancing?” Suddenly, he lifted his head and looked above him.

There, the pages of the God of Cooking’s Menu were turning. The true form of his divine sense, sitting cross-legged over it, opened its eyes, which shone like the God of Cooking’s Eye as they scanned the menu. The data in the menu kept pouring into his eyes.

Bu Fang calmed down and watched quietly. He wanted to see what was going to happen.

Boom!

Suddenly, he heard an explosion, and then he found that his spirit sea began to slowly collapse. The true form of his divine sense broke apart and kept disintegrating, while the God of Cooking’s Menu was crushed into pieces. The destruction spread and gradually worked its way down, causing the spirit sea to crumble inch by inch…

Rumble…

Bu Fang’s eyes suddenly went dark. Soon, he fell into a deep sleep, completely unaware of what happened next. Before losing his consciousness, he heard the System’s serious voice again.

‘System upgrade begins…”

…

Bu Fang did not know how long he had slept. When he opened his eyes, he felt light-headed as if he had a bad cold. But he should not be feeling that. He had forgotten how long it had been since he had been ill.

He tried to use his divine sense, but he found that his body was so heavy that he could not move at all. He could not even lift a finger. His spirit sea was dead silent, with no spiritual fluctuations at all, and neither the Artifact Spirits nor the true form of his divine sense responded.

‘What’s going on?’

Bu Fang was really confused. He had spent so much effort returning to Earth to get the sleeping Artifact Spirits, only to have them all disappear as soon as he returned. What kind of joke was this? All his efforts were in vain. And where was the System, the culprit behind this?

He struggled to his feet and leaned back in a chair.

It was still dark outside. At the moment, he was lying in the restaurant without anyone noticing him. Foxy and Shrimpy were on his stomach, looking at him with wide eyes. Whitey stood in the distance, its mechanical eyes flashing.

Bu Fang’s mind was confused. He needed time to gather his thoughts.

He called out to the System, but it did not respond. He sensed his strength. The power inside him could still be used, and it was still at the level of a God Emperor. However, he was completely unable to use his divine sense and mental force as if they had been completely wiped out.

He frowned. If his memory served him right, he was about to level up before he fell into a coma because he had completed the turnover required by the System.

Only he knew how difficult it was to accumulate the turnover this time. He had to sell almost an entire Soul Overlord to rake in a sufficient turnover.

However, this was what he got in the end… He felt as if he were dreaming.

The sky was getting brighter as the sun rose slowly over the horizon, shining brilliantly. Countless people scrambled toward the restaurant.

Bu Fang was a little dazed. Could he still cook delicious dishes after losing his mental force? Was he going to close the restaurant? He took a deep breath, his expression unchanged.

There was nothing he could do now about his missing mental force, so he chose to continue the day’s business. He thought he could take this opportunity to verify something. He stepped into the kitchen.

The Crown Prince had arrived to keep order in the restaurant. He seemed to notice that something was wrong with Bu Fang and was looking suspiciously at him as he walked into the kitchen. However, he did not ask anything but began his work.

Foxy and Shrimpy sat on the counter. They looked at Bu Fang, then at the guests whose faces were filled with frenzy. They were not ignorant. At their level, they were almost humans. There was worry in their eyes.

“Your Highness, give me Red Braised Meat! Owner Bu’s Red Braised Meat is my favorite. It’s flavorful and full of kicks!” the head of an aristocratic family said smilingly to the Crown Prince as he walked into the restaurant.

The Crown Prince, Xia Yi, nodded and took down his order. Then, he wrote down the orders for the other guests and gave the list to Bu Fang.

“Got it…”

Bu Fang’s calm voice came through the window. Xia Yi did not notice anything wrong and went on serving the other guests. Now that Nethery was gone, he had to handle everything alone when the restaurant was busy.

He did ask Bu Fang where Nethery had gone, but Bu Fang did not tell him. He sensed something unusual in the atmosphere, so he did not ask further.