Douluo: This Legend of the Dragon King is not quite right

Watching the two sisters playfully bickering, Gu Yuena touched her high, straight nose, feeling a little embarrassed, and tried to defuse the awkwardness with a reason:
"As for this matter... I think we need to be strategic."

"We need to proceed slowly, steadily, and systematically."

"Ideally, those who benefit first should then influence those who need it later, achieving mutual improvement, yes, mutual improvement..."

Just as the atmosphere became increasingly delicate and the topic gradually veered towards something indescribable.

"Click."

The sound of the door being pushed open rang out at just the right moment.

Lu Jun walked in looking exhausted, and seemed to carry a metallic scent. He yawned widely and rubbed his sore eyes.

When he looked up, he saw a room full of beautiful women staring intently at him, and the air was filled with an indescribable ambiguity and anticipation.
Lu Jun's heart skipped a beat, and he instantly became alert.

He chuckled twice and raised his hands in a gesture of surrender.

"Um...you guys keep talking, I didn't hear anything, I don't know anything. I just came back to take a shower, I smell like the forge all over..."

As he spoke, he prepared to slip back to his room.

"Hey, wait a minute." Di Yue suddenly spoke, her voice clear and crisp. She jumped off the sofa, ran to Lu Jun, and looked up at him, saying, "Take your time washing up, we'll cook for you, remember to come out and eat later."

"Cooking?" Lu Jun, who was about to slip away, suddenly stopped, his face showing extreme shock, as if he had heard something unbelievable. "You...you can cook?"

It wasn't that he was making a fuss; it was just that he had already experienced the cooking skills of all the beautiful women in the room, and they were nothing short of a chaotic mess.

Gu Yuena's cooking skills were barely passable, but she was too busy cultivating and causing trouble to improve them; Leng Yulai, on the other hand, was a complete kitchen killer. Her dishes were not just bad, they were biological weapons that could kill people!

Lu Jun still remembers one time when Leng Yulai suddenly decided to cook a feast. He took a bite out of encouragement, and the taste…

It made him rush into the bathroom and vomit for ten minutes, a truly deadly weapon.

Leng Yaozhu is a typical career woman. Her cooking skills are just edible, nothing particularly good, just average.

As for the Ice Emperor and the Snow Emperor, these two rulers of the far north probably haven't even stepped into the kitchen more than a few times in their lives.

Di Yue, the auspicious beast that seems most detached from worldly affairs, can actually cook?
"of course."

Di Yue proudly puffed out her ample breasts, her crimson eyes gleaming with confidence.

"I've been learning from Aunt Leng for a long time, so just you wait and see!"

Leng Yaozhu's lips twitched almost imperceptibly, as if she was not quite satisfied with being called "Auntie," but she held back.

You might as well call me senior!

Lu Jun looked at Di Yue with suspicion, then glanced at Gu Yuena, whose eyes were darting around, and Leng Yulai, who had a "take care" expression on her face. Finally, he nodded.
"Oh well... I'll be watching closely then."

After saying that, he didn't hesitate any longer and quickly slipped into the bathroom, as if some raging beast was chasing him.

After some time.

After taking a shower, Lu Jun changed into comfortable loungewear and walked out of the bathroom while drying his wet hair. A mixed aroma of food wafted into his nose.

He walked into the restaurant with some surprise, only to find that the large table was already filled with all kinds of dishes. Although the presentation was not top-notch, the color matching and plating showed that some thought had been put into it.

"Are you all washed up? Come and eat!"

Leng Yulai was the first to greet him, with an expectant smile on her face.

The other women also took their seats, glancing at Lu Jun seemingly casually, as if waiting for his evaluation.

Lu Jun sat down in the seat reserved for him, looking at the sumptuous feast on the table. He felt a little uneasy, but he remained calm on the surface.

He picked up his chopsticks, and following the principle of proximity, grabbed a piece of stir-fried vegetables that was closest to him, and carefully put it into his mouth. Crisp and refreshing, cooked to perfection, the seasoning, though light, highlighted the natural sweetness of the vegetables.

Moreover, it uses only the finest ingredients.

So it's impossible for it to taste bad.

High-end ingredients often require only the simplest cooking methods.

"Hmm?" Lu Jun raised an eyebrow in surprise and sincerely praised, "This dish tastes good. I didn't expect Di Yue to be such a good cook."

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt a slightly oppressive gaze sweep over him from the side.

Gu Yuena slowly wiped her mouth with a napkin, her purple eyes glancing at him sideways, her tone calm yet carrying a hint of barely perceptible smugness:

"Oh, that dish, I made it."

Lu Jun: "...Huh?"

He paused for a moment, then quickly reached out and grabbed a piece of braised pork from the side.

The meat is tender and juicy, the broth is rich and flavorful, and the balance of salty and sweet is perfect for eating with rice.

"This is quite delicious too. You didn't make this, did you?"

He tentatively looked at Gu Yuena.

This time, Leng Yaozhu, sitting opposite Gu Yuena, coughed lightly, a faint smile on her face, and said:

"That braised pork was something I tried making. How did it taste?"

Lu Jun: "…………"

He was utterly speechless. He looked at Gu Yuena, then at Leng Yaozhu, his face filled with disbelief.
"Even you, teacher, cooked yourself? How...how free must you all be today?"

He rubbed his temples, deciding to stop guessing and ask directly:

"Um... could you please just tell me which dish on this table was made by our lovely Miss Di Yue?"

Upon hearing this, Leng Yulai, sitting on Lu Jun's other side, immediately responded in a sour tone:

"Oh? You're so eager to eat Miss Di Yue's cooking? It seems our Lord Lu has a particular preference~"

Lu Jun was speechless, feeling as if he had fallen into an invisible battlefield.

He couldn't figure out what these women were thinking, so he simply gave up asking and decided to use the most primitive method: to taste them himself and judge them one by one!

So, under the cryptic gazes of the women, Lu Jun began to savor the food like a food critic, nibbling away at each bite.

Some dishes were acceptable, while others were rather mediocre, but at least they were all edible.

Finally, his hand reached for a plate of rather appealing jade shrimp. The shrimp were translucent and glistening, garnished with green scallions, looking fresh and tempting.

He picked up a piece and, with his last glimmer of hope, put it in his mouth.

Initially, it had the normal bouncy texture of shrimp.

then……

An indescribable, eerie taste, as if mixed with stale rags, expired soy sauce, and some kind of metallic rust, exploded in his mouth like a bomb.

The taste forcefully broke through his taste buds' defenses, rushing straight up his nerves to the top of his head!
Lu Jun's eyes widened instantly, and the color drained from his face at a visible speed. (End of Chapter)