The Spirit of Gourmet

Chapter 513 Assessment? Emergency!
"Mr. Mengchang, is this my test?"

After hearing Meng Chang's story, Qin Lang couldn't help but widen his eyes.

"Investigate the number and types of rare spirits controlled by the Spirit Chef Association of Stringfish City?"

“Not bad.” Meng Chang nodded slightly, then slowly put down his coffee cup. “As we just mentioned, the association controls a huge number of rare spirits, but selfishly does not want any rare ingredients to flow out.”

"This approach is wrong."

"Therefore, we hope to understand the situation of those rare spirits, so as to negotiate with the association and find a way to obtain some rare ingredients through the association's channels."

"I believe you will be able to complete this task very well." As he spoke, Meng Chang smiled, a shrewd glint in his eyes.

The reason he just gave was, of course, false.

In fact, Qin Lang doesn't even need to complete this task.

Because the number and types of rare spirits controlled by each association are a secret of each association, it is impossible for Qin Lang, an ordinary spirit master, to find out.

On the contrary, if Qin Lang tries to inquire, he will definitely be discovered by the Spirit Chef Association and punished accordingly.

After the previous tests, Meng Chang had decided to get Qin Lang into the hunting team as soon as possible, but now everything was ready except for a trigger.

That is to make Qin Lang completely turn against the association.

After being punished by the Spirit Chef Association, Qin Lang will be greatly disappointed. At that time, he will appear like a god descending to earth and tell Qin Lang that even if he fails the test, he can still join the mutual aid organization. Qin Lang will definitely be grateful.

In this way, even if he learns the truth about the organization after joining, he won't feel too much resistance, and after a while, he will be completely integrated into it.

This was Mengchang's plan.

"Alright." Qin Lang gritted his teeth, feigning a conflicted expression. After a moment of contemplation, he nodded emphatically. "Mr. Mengchang, I will try my best."

"Wait for my good news!"

“I’m looking forward to it.” Meng Chang smiled meaningfully, and was about to say something when suddenly a commotion came from outside the coffee shop.

Immediately afterwards, a gasp came from the crowd, followed by a loud bang, and a red-haired youth rushed out from the throng, followed by a sharp shout from behind.

"Meng Yan, where are you trying to run to!"

Meng Yan?!
Meng Chang's pupils contracted sharply, and he stood up instantly, staring intently in the direction from which the sound came. But in the crowd, he could only catch a fleeting glimpse of red hair.

"What's wrong, Mr. Mengchang?" Qin Lang chuckled inwardly, but feigned ignorance, asking, "Is there a problem?"

"No, I was just startled by that farce just now." Meng Chang took a deep breath, his expression returning to calm, but the flicker in his eyes clearly showed that his heart was not as calm as his appearance.

"I'm going out to make a phone call, I'll be back in a bit." After telling Qin Lang, Meng Chang pushed open the door and walked out.

"Okay." Qin Lang nodded and watched Meng Chang leave.

He turned around and saw a young man at the next table winking at him.

That was a member of the security management team. Qin Lang had dealt with him before. He casually walked over, holding his coffee cup.

"Get ready," the member whispered, in a voice only the two of them could hear. "If nothing unexpected happens, they'll be coming in soon."

"At that time, you will have to go to the base with him."

“I can only keep watch here; I can’t go to the base with you.” “So wear this properly.” As he spoke, he quietly slipped a button-like object into Qin Lang’s hand.

Qin Lang nodded slightly, returned to his seat, and pretended to straighten his collar, swapping the button with one of his own.

The instant after he finished doing all this, Meng Chang strode toward Qin Lang, his expression extremely agitated.

"Your mission is temporarily suspended." Sitting back down in his seat, Meng Chang spoke in a deep voice, "Next, come with me to a place."

"Mr. Mengchang, where are we going?" Qin Lang asked curiously.

“A very important place,” Meng Chang said in a low voice, “because of some unexpected events, I must take you to the base of our mutual aid organization now.”

“You are honored. Originally, you would only have the opportunity to enter the organization if you joined it, but now…” Meng Chang’s expression grew increasingly gloomy before he could finish speaking.

Just now, he went out to try and catch up with the red-haired figure who resembled Meng Yan, but he couldn't find any trace of them.

Even worse, Long Yu, who was in charge of overseeing the base, suddenly called him and told Meng Chang that he was now wanted by the public security management team.

Was that person really Meng Yan?
Who leaked his identity?

Meng Chang didn't know exactly what had happened, but he was clear about one thing: he had to return to the base to be safe.

Furthermore, he cannot go back alone.

Seeing that a spirit chef with a rare spirit was about to join the treasure hunting team, if he left at this time, and Qin Lang saw the wanted notice from the security management team and realized his identity, Qin Lang would definitely not join the treasure hunting team.

All his preparations and groundwork will be in vain at that time.

So at this critical juncture, the only thing Meng Chang could do was to half-force and half-trick Qin Lang into going to the base with him.

Upon arriving at the base, Qin Lang found himself surrounded by so many powerful individuals on his side, leaving him no choice but to submit.

Although this approach is somewhat unseemly, the organization has ways to gradually cultivate a sense of belonging among those who reluctantly joined the hunting team.

"I...I can really get into the organization's base ahead of time?"

Qin Lang couldn't help but stand up, even raising his voice a few decibels, which drew surprised glances from the other customers in the coffee shop.

"Keep your voice down." Meng Chang lowered his head slightly to avoid being recognized, and said in a low voice, "There are quite a few members of the organization inside the base."

"Don't let them look down on you."

"I understand." Qin Lang nodded, quickly trying to appear calm and composed.

Seeing this, Meng Chang nodded slightly.

"I drove here, let's go."

The two got up together and soon got into Meng Chang's car not far from the coffee shop, heading straight in a certain direction.

Meng Sheung drove very fast, his lips tightly pressed together the whole way, looking like he was in a bad mood.

Qin Lang didn't say anything more at this time, but silently rubbed the button device he had changed in advance with his fingers.

After confirming that the device was working properly, he let his hands hang naturally on his thighs, looked at the scenery rushing past on both sides, and a happy smile appeared on his lips, as if he was happy and excited about joining the mutual aid organization.

(End of this chapter)