Douluo Continent: After Ten Thousand Years of Silence, I Was Exposed by the Sky.

Chapter 117 Oscar: Dong'er, come eat my big sausage! What the heck is this "Iced Drink God"? (3200+ words)

[Warning: Unreasonable interference from the judges has been detected.]

To ensure absolute fairness and impartiality in the "culinary showdown."

[The sky screen immediately activates "Absolute Rationality" mode.]

Strip away all the judges' biases, sentiments, admiration, and sense of belonging to different camps regarding the contestants.

Please judge as a pure diner.

A cold, mechanical voice exploded in the minds of the five people.

next second.

The white light dissipated.

Huo Yuhao and the other four remained seated on the judging panel, completely unharmed.

However, their eyes changed.

That fanatical, blind, god-like radiance of worship vanished completely.

Instead, there is a clear, rational, and even somewhat critical gaze.

In their minds, they still knew that the person in front of them was Oscar, a Shrek Academy student from ten thousand years ago.

However, the feelings of "must grovel" and "must protect" brought about by the halo of "Shrek Ancestor" and "Future God of Food" have been completely erased.

In their eyes, the Oscars are now just a contestant.

That's it.

"Uh……"

Xu Sanshi blinked, rubbed his throbbing temples, and looked at Oscar again.

Upon seeing this, the expression on his face instantly became fascinating.

The previous "ancestral filter" has shattered completely.

At this moment, what came into his view was a scruffy-bearded man wearing a tight-fitting, light green school uniform.

The strange uncle was rubbing a long, flesh-colored object with a lewd expression.

Especially the line, "I have a big sausage."

Without the "divine halo" of divine intervention, it sounds like a thug harassing a respectable woman on the street.

"Fuck..."

Xu Sanshi subconsciously shrank back, muttering with a look of disgust:
"Who is this uncle? He's so greasy."
And you're reciting such vulgar incantations in public?

This thing... is it really edible?
Does it meet hygiene standards?

Xiao Xiao, who was standing to the side, reacted even more strongly.

As a girl, after losing the "idol filter"...

Xiao Xiao looked at the large sausage that Oscar was holding in his hand, and her stomach churned violently.

"vomit……"

Xiao Xiao covered her mouth, her face pale:

"Oh my god, did he...did he not wash his hands just now?"

And that manufacturing process... it's something that comes out of your hands?
This is too disgusting!
Who would want to eat this kind of thing?!

Wang Dong'er was also stunned at this moment.

Looking at Oscar, Wang Dong'er's initial surge of "fighting for glory" vanished completely.

All that remained was the physical discomfort that a well-bred noblewoman felt at the scene before her.

"This is... what they call 'delicious food'?"

Wang Dong'er frowned, her cold gaze sweeping over the sausage in Oscar's hand before involuntarily looking across at the other side.

There, Yukihime was elegantly arranging colorful, chilled drinks, garnished with fresh mint leaves and fruit slices, on exquisite trays.

The crystal-clear ice cubes struck the glass, producing a crisp and pleasant sound.

The rich aroma of milk blends with the refreshing scent of fruit, creating a delightful and invigorating experience with just a whiff.

It felt like being in a snowy world during the summer.

Without comparison, there is no harm.

On one side is a steaming hot sausage being hand-rubbed by a sleazy middle-aged man.

On one side is a stunningly beautiful mature woman's meticulously crafted modern, refreshing iced drink.

In the eyes of judges who are absolutely rational and devoid of sentimentality.

This is not even a contest on the same level!

"Gudong."

This time, Huo Yuhao's swallowing sound wasn't for the Oscars, but purely because he was craving that "Snow King Lemonade".

He subconsciously looked at his companions and found that everyone's eyes were surprisingly the same.

That look seemed to say:

What's the point of even comparing these things?

Get that damn sausage away, we want to drink that!
Oscar clearly hasn't realized the seriousness of the problem.

Oscar looked at the five "junior students" staring intently at him from the judges' panel.

They thought they were either intimidated by his domineering aura as the "God of Food" or were so hungry they were crying.

After all, no one at Shrek can resist his sausages!
"Hehe, it seems everyone can't wait any longer."

Oscar tossed his supposedly dashing silver hair, grabbed five sizzling sausages, and trotted happily to the judges' table.

“Come on, come on!

junior students!

Although the conditions were simple, I used all my soul power!

This is a specially made giant sausage that combines the dual benefits of 'restoration' and 'excitement'!
One bite and you'll feel energized; two bites and you'll live a long and healthy life!

As he spoke, Oscar shoved the shiny, greasy sausage right in front of Wang Dong'er, who was closest to him, and said expectantly:

"This pretty junior, ladies first, you go first!"

Looking at the flesh-colored object that was practically touching his nose.

The greasy smell was a mixture of Oscar's sweat and the pungent odor of some unknown meat.

Wang Dong'er, in a state of "absolute rationality," did not accept the gift with tears of emotion as Oscar had anticipated.

in contrast.

A hint of undisguised disdain flashed in Wang Dong'er's light blue eyes.

Wang Dong'er leaned back, pulled a clean white handkerchief from her bosom, and covered her mouth and nose. Her voice was as indifferent as if she were looking at a roadside vendor selling counterfeit or substandard products:
"This player."

Please be mindful of your social distancing.

Furthermore, based on the general logic of the "Regulations on Food Safety and Hygiene Management".

You did not wash your hands before preparing food, did not wear a mask and gloves during the preparation process, and even spoke loudly above the food, spraying droplets.

This kind of thing...

Are you trying to murder the judges?

Ga?
Oscar's smile froze instantly.

Oscar looked at Wang Dong'er in disbelief.

Food safety? Hygiene regulations?

This is Douluo Continent!
Who cares if you're wearing a mask when you eat sausage?
"No...no, junior, this was generated by a soul skill..."

"The generation of a Soul Skill does not mean it is sterile."

Huo Yuhao, standing to the side, adjusted his non-existent glasses and interrupted Oscar in a highly professional chef's tone:

From a culinary perspective.

Your so-called 'sausage' is utterly inferior in terms of color, presentation, and aroma.

The meat has a monotonous texture, lacks flavorful seasoning, and has an unappetizingly greasy appearance.

Aside from serving as emergency military rations to fill stomachs, I see no value in it being appreciated as a 'delicacy'.

Huo Yuhao's words were like a sharp knife, piercing Oscar's heart.

Huo Yuhao, who started out making a living by grilling fish, has zero tolerance for such poorly made food after shedding his "idol filter"!
"me……"

Oscar was completely dumbfounded.

This script is wrong!

What happened to the promise of being revered by future generations?

Where's the promised God of Cookery aura?

Just when Oscar was questioning his life.

A crisp sound of high heels rang out.

Yukihime walked over gracefully, carrying an exquisite crystal tray.

On the tray, five uniquely shaped drinks gleamed enticingly in the sunlight.

"Distinguished judges, thank you for waiting."

Yukihime bowed slightly, her movements as precise as a textbook example of royal etiquette:
"This is a special 'Snow King Family Portrait' series made by me."

The first item is their signature 'Iced Lemonade'.

Made with freshly squeezed lemons and ice water from melted ice, the flavor is perfectly balanced between sweet and sour, refreshing and appetizing.

The second one is the 'Strawberry Boba Sundae'.

Made with fresh milk from top-quality pastures, this soft-serve ice cream is topped with rich strawberry jam and topped with bouncy, smooth boba.

Please enjoy your meal.

As Xueji introduced herself, the refreshing fragrance instantly dispelled the greasy smell on Oscar's side.

The five judges, who had initially looked indifferent and critical, suddenly brightened up.

"What exquisite plating!"

Xiao Xiao was the first to resist and reached out to pick up the strawberry sundae.

It was icy cold to the touch, with tempting water droplets clinging to the glass.

She gently scooped a spoonful with a silver spoon and put it into her mouth.

next second.

Xiao Xiao's eyes widened suddenly, and a look of ecstasy appeared on her face:

Hmm!

So slippery!

So tender!

The milk flavor is so rich!

And the jam was sweet and sour, which blended perfectly with the ice cream!
The following pops taste amazing!
This...this is so delicious!

Hearing Xiao Xiao's exclamation, Xu Sanshi didn't stand on ceremony and grabbed a cup of fruit tea full of large chunks of fruit, taking a big gulp.

"Cool!"

Xu Sanshi slapped his thigh and exclaimed how satisfying it was:

"Refreshingly cool, my heart soars!"
The texture, the layers of flavor!
It's a million times better than those dessert shops in Shrek City that only know how to put sugar water in their drinks!
This is the kind of drinkable stuff that people should have!

Even the most reserved Wang Dong'er, after elegantly sipping her lemonade, relaxed her brows and eyes, a satisfied smile curving her lips:

"The sweet and sour ratio is perfect, and the chilling level is just right."

On the scorching ring, to be able to drink a beverage like this is nothing short of a salvation for the soul.

In comparison…

Wang Dong'er glanced at the sausages in Oscar's hand that were starting to get cold and hard, and gave a cold assessment:
The difference in quality is immediately apparent.

Huo Yuhao was even more direct.

After tasting Yuki's creation, he picked up the rating board and looked at Oscar expressionlessly:
"Sorry, Oscar contestant."

Although your soul power level is very high.

But when it comes to the word 'delicious food', you lose completely.

Your work has no soul, only spiritual power.

Ms. Yuki's creations are full of respect for the palates of diners.

I vote for Yukihime.

"I'll vote for Xue Ji too!" Xiao Xiao raised her hand.

"Snow Princess +1, even a sausage dog wouldn't eat that." Xu Sanshi added insult to injury.

"I...I also think this lemonade is delicious." He Caitou scratched his head sheepishly.

"Unanimous vote."

Wang Dong'er put down the cup and made the final decision.

Looking at that glaring 5-0 score.

Hearing those heartbreaking words, "Even a dog wouldn't eat it."

Oscar dropped the sausage in his hand with a "thud" to the ground.

He seemed to freeze in place, his body disheveled in the wind.

Lost?

As the future God of Cookery.

He actually lost to an ordinary woman who sells lemonade?!
And to make matters worse, he was publicly executed by his own junior using the excuse of "absolute rationality"?!
puff--!
Oscar felt a sweet taste in his throat and almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

This sky...

This competition...

It's poisonous!!!
……

Buried inside the coffin.

Looking at Oscar's bewildered expression in the sky, Wei Yuan couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"Hahaha! Good! What a perfectly rational statement!"

"So-called faith and idols are nothing more than that once the halo is stripped away."

After Wei Yuan finished laughing, he raised an eyebrow.

"This reward is pretty good!"
However, it is neither a deity of food like the God of Food, nor a deity of ice.

What the heck is a deity associated with iced drinks?!

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(End of this chapter)