653 Fancy That Eating Without Culture (2/2)

Wang Lu let out a slight smile. When Aya first came to Nine Regions, she was not familiar with the people and the place… to search for the way to win every war in this land, she had to learn how to read ancient books.

At this time, the gap between Aya and the Food Immortal had reached three points. Finally, the Food Immortal opened his mouth. ”...My answer is there are grains of sand in the Mountain Grass, that's all.”

Wang Lu nodded and said, ”A wise choice, unfortunately, not enough to obtain a score.”

”Humph!”

Choosing to answer a flaw correctly, at worst the contestant would not get a point. But, if the answer was wrong, then the point would be deducted… Wang Lu was indeed a master of psychological warfare!

However, it was still the same words, the Food Immortal would not suffer this loss for the second time.

After tasting that Mountain Grass, the Food Immortal simply stopped and took out a book from his sleeve, a dictionary of ancient characters handed down to him from his Master eighteen thousand years!

”Alas, I should've listened to Master's words and read the book…” The Food Immortal said, swept his eyes at the book, pondered for a moment, and then put the book away.

With the might of an Earth Immortal, memorizing a dictionary happened just in a twinkling of an eye.

And then, after spending a cup of tea's time, he memorized two dictionaries and a dozen or so anthologies of ancient poems. Although he was still lacking in deep understanding, he could remember all the famous poems and would be able to recognize any typo in the poems.

At this point, Aya already had almost ten points lead, but the Food Immortal could still catch up very fast. And since there was still the second part of the match, he still had a lot of chances!

And what else could Wang Lu do except for this meager skill?

Thinking of this, his gaze shifted to the next dish, ”Dead Leaves Searching For The Root.” It was a cold dish made of the root of an ancient tree spirit, which was also a high-value dish, no less valuable than the Mountain Grass. Moreover, this dish also contained a special artistic conception, which was very high in standard.

The Food Immortal's tiny's eyes narrowed slightly, secretly thinking that it probably contained a verse that described the homesickness of a person who lived far from home. However, all the poems related to that were already very familiar to him, so he was not afraid even if Wang Lu came up with more tricks!

However, after he looked at it very closely, the Food Immortal found that there was no poem on the plate, there was only a string of strange looking characters.

x=[-b±(b^2-4ac)^(1/2)]/2a

”What the hell was this?”

The Food Immortal thought for a long time but could not determine the meaning behind those string of characters. He felt that this seemingly simple string of characters contained an awesome magical ability. After a long time, he became a bit dizzy.

The Food Immortal then turned his attention back to the dish itself. He used chopsticks to pick up the plump roots that were soaked in the mountain spring… Sure enough, a flaw was found.

The next question then came, ”How many flaws were there in the dish? What exactly were those damn string of characters? Was there any flaw in it?”

Nevertheless, after searching from his memory, the Food Immortal did not remember having seen such things before!

However, it was impossible for Wang Lu to deliberately create obstacles for him with some new things that appeared during his sixteen thousand years slumber. At this time, there were not only cultivators from the Union of Ten Thousand Immortals on the outside watching but also his Earth Immortals companion. If Wang Lu openly cheated, someone would definitely jump out and interfere, but obviously, there was not.

Thereupon, the question then was exactly the same as the last dish, could he only rely on guessing?

The Food Immortal could not help but sigh with emotion. He knew that he had far less intuition to predict the future, so he could not do the same thing as the girl from the Western Continent who could guarantee a ninety-nine percent accuracy by guessing.

”There were two problems with this dish, one is the wrong handling of the root, and the other is… there's a mistake in this damn string of characters.”

Wang Lu smiled again. ”Unfortunately, I have to deduct you by one point. The formula for finding the root is correct. Isn't the beauty of mathematics very touching?”

”Hehe.” The Food Immortal gently smiled, but his right hand squeezed broken the chopsticks that had followed him for many years!

Mathematics! Unexpectedly, it was a mathematical formula!

”D*mn you, I hate math the most! Is it not enough to just know the four basic operations (+, -, :, x) well? Where else do you need such a complicated mathematical tool?”

At the same time, looking at the remaining dozens of dishes on the table, as well as the various plate designs, the heart of the Food Immortal gradually began to shake, and his confidence for victory simply vanished!

Strictly speaking, by constantly making a big fuss of the plate, Wang Lu had put him into an inferior position, but… this was a competition, where the contestants competed on scores and not the attainment of the food appraisal!

Wang Lu's means were mean and shameless, but as long as they were still within the framework of the rules, he was beyond reproach! The Food Immortal had to endure this patiently! Who told him to be confident and accepted this challenge on his own initiative?

His mood turned chaotic and his appetite also disappeared. The Food Immortal was silent for a moment. Then, seeing that Aya's score lead was already more than twenty...

”Enough, I concede!”

The Food Immortal stood up from the stone block and, with a pale complexion, left the arena in a huff.

Outside the arena, the cheer was absolutely deafening.