Food Wars: Live Broadcast in the Prison of Food

Chapter 116

Three days later, on the invitation day.

The streets of Tokyo.

Ten o'clock in the morning.

The sky was grey and drizzling.

The noisy and bustling crowd seemed to evaporate the rain.

The various developments in the past few days naturally could not be hidden from the eyes of many people with ulterior motives, and the rumor of the invitation was leaked from an unknown country.

The information about Yang Che in Yuantsuki spread like wildfire.

The news spread quickly around the world like a bird with wings.

Coupled with the fact that the video has been online for a long time and has not been removed, the leaders and well-informed business tycoons are gathering in Tokyo.

This makes the authenticity of this news seem even more reliable.

"Joke or real? Yang shows up in Tokyo!"

"Heads of state from many countries are gathering, and the first contact with another world may take place in Tokyo. Where will the world go?"

"The appearance of visitors from another world, is it an opportunity or a challenge?"

Every piece of news about the other world is full of heat, and the news that Yang Che appeared in Tokyo is flooding all platforms.

At this time, basically no one is discussing anything else. No matter how big the matter is, it is not as big as the matter of the other world!

Rich people who desire longevity, reporters chasing hot spots, warriors who aspire to be powerful, "tourists" with mysterious identities, and other people gather together in Tokyo.

Even though traffic control and other response measures were implemented, the number of people gathering continued to increase.

When there are too many people, the various problems that arise will become quite troublesome.

This has really exhausted the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department.

They are already overwhelmed with just dealing with public security issues, and they also have to deal with a host of other issues, such as marches demanding the disclosure of progress, and some religious activities that take advantage of the opportunity to become more active.

This resulted in the need to deploy a large number of police forces to maintain law and order.

"Yes, yes, we have a plan for this situation."

The white-haired, black-skinned man picked up the remote control and turned off the TV.

Several TV stations in succession either broadcast the current situation of the huge crowds in Tokyo through TV helicopters or invited experts to discuss the matter.

The authorities have not given any accurate information, only saying that they are in contact, in contact. It is not clear to what extent.

Although the authorities tried their best to stabilize society, they could not stop people's restlessness.

Many people are waiting, eagerly waiting for Yang Che’s next video, or the official’s real characterization.

In fact, the authorities are more anxious than them. So far, the Sakurajima government has not been able to communicate with the visitor from another world.
Nakiri Senzaemon was surprisingly tough and simply said that the other party was not there at the moment or was willing to see a guest to get around it.

The man lost interest in watching the content that had been repeated many times on TV in the past two days.

He relaxed and sank into the sofa.

"what--"

Ye Shanliang let out a long sigh.

"Why is it that these days, the news is all about this?"

"I say, Run." He raised his head and looked behind him.

"You said, someone in our academy said that Yang appeared in our Totsuki. Is it true that the commander-in-chief has cooperated with him?"

Behind the sofa, a rustling sound was heard; a petite woman in a long white coat was grinding spices on the table.

She was wearing a white T-shirt with a panda pattern on the chest, and the panda's face was a little deformed by the big white rabbit. Hearing Ye Shanliang's question, Shiomi Jun pushed his glasses and said unhappily:

"How many times have I told you not to call me that?"

"I'm old enough to be your mother!"

She did not shy away from the issue of her age, but no one would believe her even if she said it to others.

Shiomi Jun——

An expert in the field of spices, he was of the same generation as Yukihira Joichiro. He was once a member of the Polar Star Dormitory with Yukihira Joichiro and was also one of the Ten Outstanding Students of Totsuki at that time.
He is also the first victim of Yukihira Joichiro's unpalatable cooking.
When she and Ye Shanliang stood together, others would basically only guess whether they were siblings or something like that, but they would not know that this woman was almost old enough to be Ye Shanliang's mother.

Although in reality, the two of them do get along like siblings, and most of the time it is Ryo Hayama who takes care of the often confused Shiomi Jun like a child.

After protesting angrily about the address, Shiomi Jun answered his question while grinding, saying:
“It’s highly likely to be true.”

"A lot of people have been visiting the commander-in-chief these days. Miss Managi has come back all of a sudden for some reason. I don't think she would have come back unless it was something very important."

"Plus the news that has been circulating among teachers these days."

"But it's not our turn to worry about these things. Ye Shanjun, you should concentrate on your studies and don't let these things affect you."

Ye Shanliang ignored her protest against the name, played with the spice leaves, put them to his nose and sniffed them gently, and said:

"I see. If I ever run into that person, I'd really like to ask him to let me try what the spices from that world are like."

He has an extremely keen sense of smell, which is different from that of ordinary people. He can easily distinguish the aroma of food and the amount of spices. He is called "God's Nose" by gossipers together with Erina Nakiri's "God's Tongue".

The "God's Nose" combined with the knowledge of spices learned from Shiomi Jun is a great addition to her cooking skills.

As the saying goes, if you love something, you should master it. Although his initial purpose of learning about cooking and spices was mainly to make Shiomi Jun, who saved him, happy, he has been interested in spices since he was a child. How could he not be curious about the spices from the other world?

the most important is
Ye Shanliang looked at Shiomie Jun's delicate profile, and his focused eyes carried an alluring charm that made people yearn for it.

If you can bring it back, Run will be very happy.
He thought silently.

At a venue somewhere in Tokyo, chairs were arranged in the center of the room, and the innermost curved long tables formed a circle with microphones for speeches and nameplates representing countries placed on them.

At this time, representatives of the five permanent members of the United Nations and representatives of countless big and small countries on the earth arrived and took their seats one after another.

At the same time, decision-making advisory groups and consultant experts from various countries are in place to follow up on the meetings in real time, all for the purpose of maximizing and most effectively communicating and analyzing as much information as possible.

Before the meeting officially began, Nakiri Mangi sat upright, appearing calm on the surface. Although she had made up her mind to be on the same boat with her father and Yang Che, she couldn't help feeling a little nervous when she was present at the meeting.

As she watched her father, Nakiri Senzaemon, talking calmly with several of them who frequently appeared on TV, she couldn't help but admire him.

Time passed by minute by minute.

Yang Che wasted some time waiting for Jarvis to hack into the staff behind the headphones of some participants and eavesdrop.

In order to obtain first-hand intelligence and the other party's intentions.

Then he slowly walked into the venue and went straight to sit between Nakiri Senzaemon and Nakiri Managi.

Looking at this scene, Representative Sakurajima was both happy and proud.

What's gratifying is that the first person I came into contact with was a Sakurajima person, and it seems that we have a good relationship, which is a good thing.

What is worrying is that Nakiri Senzaemon seems to be completely on the other side. His unyielding attitude when I visited him in the past two days made his position clear.

As Yang Che walked in, everyone's eyes followed him, with attitudes of curiosity, greed, inquiry, and hostility that were too numerous to describe.

Standing at the back of the venue, many bodyguards in black suits looked as if they were facing a formidable enemy, their muscles tense and their vigilant eyes hidden behind their sunglasses stared at him closely.

Several of the bodyguards, who had been walking on the edge of life and death for years and had excellent sixth sense, had sweat on their foreheads. They felt as if they had encountered a human-shaped Tyrannosaurus Rex, and an unprecedented sense of danger was overwhelming them.

Even the feeling of danger of being surrounded by fully armed troops in a dense forest was not as clear as it is now.

(End of this chapter)