An abstract trainer who taught Charmander the Incinerate move

Chapter 262 Murderous Dish! Chef Mao, Death Penalty! (Seeking Monthly Tickets)

The moment Cattleya drank the soup, it was as if an invisible lightning bolt exploded in her violet pupils.

That languor and weariness vanished without a trace, like smoke blown away by a strong wind!
"Hmm... Hmph... Hmph ahhhhhh!!"

A groan, completely out of character for her noble and aloof image, suddenly burst forth from deep within her throat!
Her originally pale, almost transparent cheeks instantly became covered with an astonishing blush, as if the sunset had burned through the clouds, spreading all the way to her ears and slender neck!

"This...this is..."

Cattleya's body trembled violently, and she instinctively covered her mouth with her hand, but a terrifying glint flashed in her wide-open eyes!

She felt that the taste of that dish was not that of ordinary food the moment it entered her mouth; rather, it brought her an extremely domineering impact!

The rich aroma of meat and the sweetness of the tree fruit were just the surface; what truly impacted her senses and superpower perception was the immense energy from the Onix contained in the soup!
Those overwhelming energies seemed to explode on the tip of her tongue, releasing countless tiny energy pulses, like the gentlest yet most irresistible massage, instantly sweeping over her taste buds, and then rushing upwards, straight to the top of her head!

This is an experience unlike any other!
It is not merely a sensory enjoyment, but a replenishment and enhancement of life-level energy, an ultimate impact originating from the deepest, most primal, and most powerful part of life!
"Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh!!!"

Cattleya could no longer maintain her Sleeping Beauty pose and suddenly stood up from the judges' seat. The soft hem of her nightgown fluttered with her movement, revealing her slender ankles.

Her chest heaved violently, her cheeks were flushed red as if they were about to bleed, and her eyes were filled with shock and intoxication, as well as a kind of mental turmoil caused by the impact of the most primal force!

She even unconsciously stuck out her small tongue and gently licked the corner of her lips, which still had traces of soup left, a gesture full of endless aftertaste and temptation.

The way she looked at Xiaogang completely changed. It was no longer the indifference she had shown before, but was now filled with a burning light as if she had discovered a rare treasure!
The entire venue was deathly silent.

Everyone was stunned by Cattleya's sudden and drastic change in reaction!

Two rare blushes appeared on Cattleya's fair, jade-like cheeks, like red plum blossoms blooming in the snow.

Her slender fingers gently stroked her slightly flushed face, her eyes hazy with a hint of shyness, and she hummed softly in a barely audible nasal tone.

"Hmm... the life energy contained in this dish... is truly surprising..."

On the scoreboard in front of her, the number formed by superpowers slowly settled—[91 points]!
The audience erupted in uproar!
Who would have thought that this superpowered king, known for his laziness and pickiness, would give such a high score!

"Yay! I knew my Onix wouldn't disappoint the beautiful lady!"

Xiao Gang was so excited that his squinty eyes almost turned into copper bells, while the giant rock snake beside him excitedly twisted its rocky body, making a rumbling sound.

The camera pans to Naz, where her icy gaze sweeps across the still steaming "Rock Serpent Super Pot" like a super-powered ray, a disdainful curve appearing on her bright red lips.

She didn't even touch the spoon; her slender fingers lightly traced a line on the scoreboard—[60 points]! Just passing!

Sabrina's voice was as cold as ice, as if it possessed a supernatural ability to cut through the mind.
"The chef's eyes were so filthy. He kept glancing at the female judges and guests with a lewd look throughout the entire process, which made everyone lose their appetite."

As she spoke, her gaze drifted almost imperceptibly towards Mo Zhen, her eyes instantly melting like spring water.

"I won't drink this unless it's cooked for me by Mr. Mo Zhen's giant rock snake~"

The last sentence was so soft it was almost a whisper, yet it sent a chill down the spines of the audience, who then began to whisper excitedly among themselves.

Next up was Master Shaka, the burly dragon slayer who picked up his large bowl and drank it down in one gulp!

In an instant, an astonishing aura erupted from his body, his white shirt fluttered without wind, and the straps of his overalls were taut and straight!
His originally dignified face now glowed with a youthful rosy light, as if he had become twenty years younger!
"Ughh ...

Shaka let out a deafening roar, startling several audience members who nearly fell off their chairs.

"This surging vitality! This wild energy! It reminds me of the days I spent training in the Dragon Spiral Tower when I was young! 80 points! Well deserved!"

When the camera turned to "Mo Zhen", his eyes lit up and he actually picked up the soup pot, which was bigger than a heater, and drank all the remaining soup in one gulp!

After finishing his drink, he licked the bottom of the pot with lingering relish and shouted in a muffled voice.

"Wow! That's awesome! This feeling... the power of the Supreme Ruler is back! I'm so excited..."

Amidst everyone's expectant gaze, "Mo Zhen" actually counted on her fingers and then shouted as if to make up the numbers.

I give it a perfect 10!

The audience erupted in chaos! Boos and skepticism filled the air!
"Ten points? Are you kidding me!"

"Damn, this kid was clearly enjoying his drink!"

"It's a rigged match! There's definitely something rigged! I knew this guy was manipulating the game, and he even banned my stream!"

In this chaotic moment, the real Mo Zhen, seeing that things were not going well, immediately rushed to the stage and quickly switched the camera to Pipa's cooking area.

"Greetings, everyone!"

Mo Zhen's voice carried a hint of barely perceptible panic, but it was quickly masked by his superb acting skills.

"Let's turn our attention to Papa, the master of Padia! See how he uses his legendary secret seasonings to elevate an ordinary sandwich into a culinary miracle!"

As everyone's attention was drawn to Pipa's dishes, Mo Zhen's magnetic voice rang out again in the background. Holding a microphone, he introduced the dishes with the deep emotion of a bard.

"Ladies and gentlemen! What we present before us now is a masterpiece crafted by Master Papa from the Padia region—the Legendary Secret Seasoning Sandwich! Don't let its simple appearance fool you; it contains precious seasonings that Master Papa obtained after traversing the entire Padia region and battling numerous Pokémon Masters!"

Cattleya leaned lazily against the judges' table, her pale purple chiffon nightgown swaying gently in the breeze.

She glanced casually at the unassuming sandwich, her slender fingers lightly touching her chin, her eyes revealing obvious disdain.

"Hmph, sandwiches are nothing more than roadside fast food."

Her red lips, as red as rose petals, pouted slightly, and the silver spoon she controlled with her superpowers hovered in mid-air, reluctant to fall.

However, the moment she reluctantly parted her lips and took a small bite of the sandwich, her dreamy violet eyes suddenly widened!

It was as if a rainbow of light exploded in her pupils, and her body involuntarily leaned forward slightly, unaware that the shoulder strap of her nightgown had slipped down.

"Oh my god! What is this smell?!"

Her slender fingers lightly covered her lips as she savored the miracle unfolding on her taste buds—first, the salty sea breeze of Niangguang City, then the fresh grassy aroma of Shenbo Town, followed by the sweetness of the lake delicacies of Daguo Lake, and finally the rich mountain delicacies of Jinhui Mountain.

Each flavor is so distinct yet harmoniously blended, as if carrying her soul on a dreamlike journey around Padina.

She nodded slightly, a blush of surprise spreading across her beautiful face, and her superpowers marked the scoreboard with "90 points".

Sabrina's cold and beautiful face remained expressionless. She used her superpowers to levitate the sandwich in front of her and elegantly took small bites to enjoy it.

She gently wiped the corner of her mouth with her slender fingers, her voice as clear and cold as the morning frost of early winter.

"The taste is acceptable, and the layering of seasonings is commendable."

Her icy blue eyes swept over Pipa's tense face, and she changed the subject.

"However, it's just a sandwich after all."

The superpower is marked with "70 points" on the rating board, as if any more points would be a favor.

Master Shaka laughed heartily, then grabbed half a sandwich with his large, fan-like hand and stuffed it into his mouth.

As he chewed, a look of reminiscence appeared on his dignified face, and his thick beard trembled slightly with the chewing motion.

"Hmm! This taste reminds me of the adventures I had with my old friends in the Parthian region when I was young!"

His thick fingers gently stroked his chin, a warm light flashing in his eyes.

“Every bite is like reliving that passionate era—the mystery of the Padia Boulder, the prosperity of Niangkwang City, the tranquility of Fumbo Town… all condensed into this little sandwich!”

He solemnly wrote "85 points" on the scoreboard.

Mo Zhen kicked Nai Long backstage and tasted it himself this time. He elegantly picked up the sandwich with his slender fingers, took a bite, and savored it.

His artist-like keen sense of taste immediately captured the rich layers of flavor contained in the seasoning.

It felt as if countless Pokémon were unleashing their moves on his tongue, and the ever-changing flavors made him nod in appreciation.

"As expected of the legendary secret seasoning! Although it's just a simple sandwich, the creativity of blending the flavors of the entire region together is truly artistic!"

He wrote "80 points" on the scoreboard.

This is eight times higher than the score I gave to the Jibabao before!
"Ooh ooh ooh ooh!!!"

A suppressed groan suddenly came from above the audience.

Dan Yu's cheeks were flushed, her body trembled slightly uncontrollably, her legs were pressed tightly together and rubbing against each other, and her eyes were glazed as she looked at Mo Zhen on the stage. Her slender fingers unconsciously clutched the hem of her clothes, and her voice was trembling with panting.

"Master Mo Zhen... Master Mo Zhen ate my seasoning... Hmph! This seasoning contains my love! That means... we've merged!!!"

Wu Li, who was standing next to her, was so frightened that she quickly grabbed her sister's clothes, but Dan Yu pushed her away.

"Get away! Don't disturb my blissful moment! *sobs*"

So Leighton looked up at the sky with some confusion. It was a clear sunny day, so why was he still dripping wet?

The spotlight suddenly focused on Jimmy's cooking station, where he bowed gracefully like a conductor bringing to a close a piece of music, while the Iron-Armed Shrimp behind him precisely applied the last sauce to the gold-rimmed plate.

The moment the silver lid is lifted, a burst of steam carrying a complex aroma rises up.

The dishes on the plate were presented with the utmost French elegance: the foie gras was pan-fried until the outer skin was crisp and glistening with honey, the fish soup was thick like liquid gold, and the crispy slices of bread leaned against the rim of the glass, like an art sculpture on the banks of the Seine.

A silver spoon, held aloft by superpowers, deftly scoops up a spoonful of fish soup, while foie gras garnished with truffle slices is precisely cut into bite-sized pieces.

Cattleya languidly parted her lips slightly, her eyelashes fluttering as the food entered her mouth.

The fish soup was as smooth as velvet, and the rich flavor of the foie gras bursting as it melted on her tongue made her let out a very soft sigh.

But as an old money diner who had tasted too many such high-end meals, she remained quite calm.

"A perfect French meal, but unfortunately lacking the element of surprise."

The scoreboard floated up, and the number [80] formed from superpowers shimmered with a pale purple halo.

Her icy blue eyes swept over Jimmy's sharply defined jawline and his impeccably tailored white chef's uniform, and Naz's lips curved into a 0.5-millimeter smile.

Her superpowers broke down the food and brought it to her lips. She suddenly leaned back slightly—the rich, oily aroma of foie gras enveloped her taste buds like silk, while the fennel and liqueur flavor hidden deep within the fish soup delivered a mental shock straight to her nerve endings!

A faint blush rose on her pale cheeks, and her fingertips unconsciously traced the edge of the dining table.

"The energy resonance between the ingredients is outstanding, with elegance and deliciousness coexisting. In particular, the method of extracting lemon oil from the claw tip of the prawn gives the acidity a penetrating layer."

The scoreboard displays the number [90].

"It's delightful, cough cough... but only in terms of the food itself, of course."

After saying that, he glanced meaningfully at Mo Zhen.

The dragon slayer picked up the soup plate with his giant hand and drank it down in one gulp. As his Adam's apple bobbed, the soup splashed onto his bushy beard. He slammed the plate down, making the judges' panel buzz.

"Exquisite Carlos flavor, just like the taste I had when I slew dragons there back then..."

He ran his rough fingers across the oil on his beard, then abruptly changed the subject.

"But rules are rules—the constraints of French cuisine bind the wild soul! It lacks a kind of exhilarating feeling that goes straight to the soul!"

The scoreboard was scorched by dragon energy: [75].

The silver fork deftly pierced the caramelized foie gras, and as Mo Zhen chewed with her eyes closed, the cuffs of her red suit trembled slightly.

"Ah! The Mena reaction of this pan-seared foie gras is comparable to Brunellada's 'The Birth of Venus,' and the truffle crumbs arranged in the cream foam resemble an Impressionist pointillist painting! This dish has a very high artistic value! At least three or four stories high! Not bad... 85 points!"

A crimson energy surge suddenly erupted above the audience seats. Dan Yu kicked over the tempered glass, and Gu Leton's phantom roared behind her.

"Are you kidding me? How could that plate of glowing food have a higher love score than me?!"

She grabbed the elusive black chestnut hair, her nails almost digging into his scalp.

"It's all because of your good-for-nothing brother's bad luck that Pipa caught!"

Wu Li put on a mask of pain, his face showing a desperate expression of impending doom.

Then her furious gaze shot towards Piper, who was trembling on the counter, and the Mastiff Godfather frantically shielded his master in front of him.

"Damn it! You've wasted all the seasonings I painstakingly collected. You're going to be turned into Parthia meat sauce, you useless piece of trash who can only make sandwiches!"

Just as Pipa's sandwiches caused a stir, the spotlight suddenly shifted to the Alola region.

Mao hummed a cheerful Alora tune as she held a large banana leaf plate high in her hands.

On the plate were more than twenty golden, glistening crescent-shaped dumplings, each with an eerie sheen on its skin, revealing the orange-red filling inside, and the edges were drizzled with milky white cream!
“This…what is this?!”

Mo Zhen snatched the microphone, her voice rising eight octaves in shock, as if an artist's eye had witnessed the birth of some kind of cross-dimensional dish.

"Ladies and gentlemen! Behold Master Mao's astonishing creative fusion! She has combined the sunny warmth of Alora with a mysterious ancient Eastern pastry-making technique! She has created the legendary [Chinese Creamy Macaroni Dumplings]!!"

He waved his arms exaggeratedly, as if conducting a symphony of tastes.

"Look at those dumpling wrappers! Thin as cicada wings yet incredibly resilient, clearly the result of countless trials and tribulations by the master chef of Sweet, Cold, and Beautiful! And look at the filling! The macaroni has soaked up the double baptism of cream and fermented bean paste, the sweet and spicy flavors intertwining and colliding in the bowl, like a perfect combination of fire and human-type techniques! This is no longer just a dish; it's a clash of cultures, a paradox of taste, a temporal and spatial distortion of culinary art!"

On the judges' panel, Gadriya's languid eyes flickered slightly, the blush left by the earlier impact of the Extreme Pot not yet completely faded.

She leaned back in the soft chair, using her superpowers to lift a white, jade-like dumpling, her voice carrying a hint of weary curiosity.

"Oh? Eastern dumplings wrapped with Western-style macaroni? That's quite unique."

She parted her lips slightly and carefully bit off a corner with her pearly teeth...

In an instant, the sweet and smooth texture of cream first enveloped the tongue, followed by the salty and spicy flavor of fermented bean paste and the explosive burning sensation of chili peppers!

Two completely different tastes collided and exploded in her mouth like "mental stimulation" and "overheating"!
"Ugh! Pfft! Ugh!"

Cattleya's violet pupils suddenly contracted, and her body lurched forward!
Her fair, snow-white cheeks flushed instantly, fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead, her slender fingers gripped the handrail tightly, and her other hand covered her throat, as if she had been attacked from the shadows!
"This...this is...devil's...cooking..."

Before she could finish speaking, her head lolled to the side and she fainted, collapsing limply onto the judges' table!

"Miss!!"

The steward, Shi Lan, who was standing behind her, changed his expression drastically and instantly transformed into a black afterimage, appearing beside Cattleya with an extremely anxious voice.

"Quick! Medical staff! Miss's sense of taste is overloaded and needs immediate relief!"

Naz's spoon clattered onto the plate. She used her superpowers to move herself and her chair three meters, and fear appeared in her icy blue eyes for the first time.

"This isn't food at all... it's a biological weapon used for assassination!"

Her Alakazam instantly appeared, its two spoons forming a protective barrier as it warily stared at the plate of dumplings that were still wriggling and bubbling.

Only Master Shaka, the dragon slayer, was not surprised by this sight; instead, he burst into a loud, booming laugh!

"Hahaha! Interesting!"

He grabbed a whole plate of dumplings with his large, fan-like hand and threw it into his mouth. As he chewed, his white beard seemed to tremble with excitement!
The intense spiciness assaulted his senses like a "reverse scale," while the rich cream pressed down like a "dragon's swooping" attack!

"Hooohoo—!!"

He suddenly stood up, his body exuding a terrifying aura comparable to that of a Dragon-type Pokémon, his muscles bulging beneath his white shirt!

"That's the feeling! This chaotic and violent impact! It's like facing three enraged tri-headed dragons at once! The spiciness is their biting, the cream is their breath! It gets my blood boiling!"

Shaka's eyes were brimming with tears, as if he were reminiscing about that passionate time.

"It's been so long since I've felt the exhilaration of slaying a dragon! This dish is simply a miracle! 90 points! Deserved!"

Mo Zhen pinched his chin. His artistic instincts made him extremely interested in this "fusion monster" dish, but its level of danger was definitely not to be underestimated.

After much hesitation, he picked up his chopsticks, attempting to analyze the structure of "abstract expressionism" within...

"This—is—murder—!"

A piercing shriek, brimming with overwhelming fury and super-energy fluctuations, tore through the air!

With Shi Lan's help, Gadria had awakened. Her beautiful face was flushed red with anger and the lingering spiciness, and her once languid purple eyes were now burning with the brilliant purple light of "spiritual power"!
Her trembling finger pointed directly at Mao, her voice cold and furious!
"This is nothing short of murder by taste! It's a terrorist attack disguised as cuisine! It's blasphemy! It's a double blasphemy against both the ingredients and the diners!"

Her superpower field fluctuated violently, causing the tableware on the judges' panel to tremble slightly.

"In the name of the Sleeping Beauty Foundation and the Sinnoh Elite Four member, I pronounce the death sentence upon Alola's cook, Mallow—execution immediately!"

(End of this chapter)