Food Wars, My Dishes Don't Just Shine

An ambiguous atmosphere filled the air.

After being escorted by Hakugen, Mito Ikumi had fallen into a deep sleep, even murmuring in her sleep, though her consciousness was clouded and she was difficult to understand.

"Won't a major battle break out later? But if that person is the leader of Baiyuan, I feel like I'd be willing to go even if they beckoned me!"

Watching Bai Yuan's figure disappear down the corridor, the landlady covered her face with a shy blush. She even started imagining the dramatic scene that might unfold inside the room later. At the same time, a faint sense of anticipation arose in her heart, and she wondered whether she should join in if he asked her to.

If she were the leader, she might actually have the advantage of entering the room.

The proprietress thought to herself with an incredibly shy smile.

Bai Yuan, who was heading to the room, was unaware of the landlady's various thoughts, and even if he had known, he would probably have just laughed it off.

At this moment, he gently placed Mito Ikumi on the bed, took off her shoes and socks, and then changed into a silk nightgown and went to sleep next to her.

"I'm really tired after a busy day."

He placed his hand on Mito Ikumi's body and naturally reached inside her clothes. Bai Yuan closed his eyes and soon fell asleep.

Two flowers bloom, one branch each.

While Hakugen and Mito Ikumi were sleeping, Nakiri Erina and Nakiri Alice had already arrived at the tower in the center of Gulangyu Island.

A large number of tourists have gathered at the foot of the tower.

The tourists chattered excitedly, with many experts analyzing the strengths and weaknesses of the schools in the academy exchange competition and speculating on who would ultimately win.

The vast majority of them chose the Oriental Academy.

"Erina, come here quickly! The rules of the school exchange competition are here. They're actually carved on the stone wall. I thought I'd have to wait until the venue to find out."

Alice's excited voice came out as she called to Erina Nakiri behind her, asking her to come and see the rules of the competition.

Although the two did not have a good relationship, they still stood together when something touched the interests of the dark cuisine industry.

The rules in front of them are exactly what they will be using in the upcoming match, so they must get this message out before they have to confront each other.

"Smart people have already taken out their phones to take pictures."

Seeing Alice Nakiri pull her phone out of her skirt, Erina Nakiri gently shook the phone she was already holding, her voice tinged with smugness.

At the same time, Alice Nakiri's phone rang. Looking down, she was shocked to see that it was Erina Nakiri who had sent this picture to their group chat.

"All you know how to do is play petty tricks."

Alice Nakiri couldn't help but curse, then focused her gaze on the stone wall in front of her.

The first rule on the stone wall is that each school can send a maximum of ten contestants to participate, and the remaining contestants will serve as substitutes.

The match is a best-of-five series.

It consists of two one-on-one matches, two two-person duels, and one four-person team event for preparing banquet dishes.

A total of 73 schools participated.

Before the official competition, a selection process must be conducted among these students, and only those who pass the selection can stay.

The selection process is simple, but the restrictions are extremely strict.

The judges set the questions, and ten chefs from one academy prepared their dishes simultaneously. After completion, the dishes were submitted to the judges for scoring.

The top eight players in the overall ranking, with the lowest score not lower than 80, will directly enter the quarterfinals.

All the remaining teams are eliminated and will compete in an off-field ranking tournament to determine who finishes eighth or lower.

"These competition rules are so strict! If even one person's score is below 80, even if they rank first in the total score, they can only compete for ninth place."

Looking at the message that popped up on her phone, Yoshino Yuuki couldn't help but complain, a hint of nervousness showing on her face, afraid that she was the one who would drag the team down.

"Actually, it's quite normal, isn't it? Every school can recruit geniuses. These geniuses can have good abilities even without receiving a good education, but that doesn't mean the school's education is good."

What truly determines the educational level of a school is always the average level.

Although only ten people participated in this school exchange competition, the organizers were definitely there to assess the school's educational level. These ten geniuses can largely reflect the situation of the school's younger generation.

The organizers set an 80-point threshold to eliminate schools that were lucky enough to recruit gifted students, and also to speed up the competition process so that the rankings could be announced sooner.

Ryoko Sakaki launched into a lengthy analysis of the organizers' reasons for designing the event in this way.

A competition held by 73 culinary schools.

Among them were more than dozens of top-tier chefs, and almost half of the world's strongest individuals were gathered here.

These chefs have very precious time, so they naturally can't spend a lot of time waiting for the students to finish their competitions one by one.

Therefore, this competition will last for one week.

The rankings of these 73 schools will be determined within a week.

"No matter what, this restriction is too unfriendly to us, after all, we are too young and our strength is not outstanding among them."

Yoshino Yuuki said dejectedly. She was very nervous and afraid that she would make a mistake in the competition and cause the Dark Cuisine World to miss the top eight.

That would truly make her a sinner in the world of terrible cuisine.

"Don't think about failure before the competition has even started. If you participate in the competition with such a rebellious idea, I'll have to tell Teacher Bai Yuan to replace you."

Hearing Yoshino Yuuki's words, Sakaki Ryoko could understand her nervousness to some extent, but this kind of emotion must never appear on the contestants.

Once a contestant has this mindset, even a match that was originally expected to be won becomes very unstable, and they can easily lose.

"Don't worry, I won't bring this emotion into the game."

Since Teacher Baiyuan decided to let us compete, it must be because he trusts us and believes that with our strength, we can easily win first place.

No matter what, I could never doubt Teacher Bai Yuan's judgment, could I?

Yoshino Yuuki's voice was clear and powerful, filled with unparalleled determination.

"It's good that you have this idea. I won't allow anyone to let me down at crucial moments."

"me too."

"Is this where we're going to compete?"

At the same time, many young people came to the foot of the tower, looking at the tower's tightly closed doors with strange light in their eyes.

"That's right, we must win first place here and let the glory of the academy shine on this land!"

A man's voice rang out, filled with boundless longing. This was their purpose in coming here, and also their dream since childhood.

"Defeat everyone and take first place! That sounds really exciting. This is the reason why Asahi Academy has been trained to be the most talented group of young people."

The burly man waved his fist, as if he could see through the tower standing on the culinary stage, with everyone below cheering for him and calling him the strongest genius among the younger generation.

"Yes, ten years of planning have led to this moment. Last year we finished fourth, this year is our last chance, we must win first place no matter what!"

A girl with pigtails took two steps forward, looked at the rules at the tower entrance, and a satisfied expression appeared on her face.

Their school put in a lot of effort to finalize these rules, and now everything is moving in a positive direction.

As the saying goes, it's all about favorable timing, geographical advantage, and harmonious relationships.

They already occupy two of them.

There's no way they can lose!

"The schools we need to be wary of are Oriental Academy, Kens Academy, Halal Culinary Academy, and Sig Culinary School. The other schools are a level below us and don't pose much of a threat."

The boy standing next to him had a serious expression on his face. The academy had paid a heavy price for winning this competition.

As the team leader, he felt immense pressure, fearing that he might inadvertently ruin the school's efforts, which would make him a sinner.

"We can't be too careless. Occasionally, some dark horses emerge. Although they may not achieve very high rankings, they are not easy opponents to deal with..."

A bearded man stroked his chin and said that he was the youngest person present, but because of his appearance, he looked quite mature.

"When soldiers come, we will meet them with generals; when water comes, we will dam it with earth. If everyone is afraid of this and that, then there is no point in holding this competition."

The captain spoke, and the scene suddenly fell silent.

That makes sense. If you're going to be timid and hesitant in front of everyone, you might as well just give away the first place; that way you might feel much more at ease.

They came here with an invincible aura, intending to crush everyone!

Chapter 398 Warm-up

"Go back and rest. The official competition is in three days. Let's warm up in the hotel the school has prepared in the next few days so that we don't mess up at the crucial moment."

Seeing the different expressions on the faces of the group, the captain said a few words, then turned and left the base of the tower, heading towards the hotel where they were staying.

"it is good"

"I really hope the game starts soon."

"I wonder how many top-level chefs will be present this year. Last year, there were 73 schools, but a total of 148 top-level chefs came."

"Sixty of the top eight schools that year were represented, and the remaining sixty-five schools only produced eighty-eight chefs. On average, each school produced at most one or two master chefs. As top universities in various countries, this number is not high."

As they spoke, the people from Chaoyang Academy caught up with their captain and started talking about last year's competition. Most of them were veterans who had participated in one or two competitions.

After two years of training, they won the championship in one fell swoop.

This is their plan.

They also noticed several teams lingering around the tower.

The participants were all quite young and walked in groups, so the organizers could identify them as contestants at first glance.

However, despite being participants in the school exchange competition, they did not have the intention of going up to them and getting to know them better.

After all, only eight teams will ultimately be able to compete in the main stadium.

Most of the rest are just passersby, and they won't have any interaction with each other throughout the entire match, so there's no need for small talk, and even taking a second look would be a waste of attention.

"What a beautiful women's army."

Suddenly, they saw the Nakiri sisters and Hisako Shinoto walking towards them. The younger boy exclaimed in surprise, his eyes flashing with amazement.

"She is indeed beautiful. Both her figure and looks are top-notch. I never expected that there would be such a beautiful girl among the chefs participating in the competition."

The man next to him also sighed, saying that most chefs do dirty and tiring work such as wielding iron woks, buying and chopping vegetables, so there are very few women in this line of work.

Some curious individuals conducted research on several academies and were surprised to find that the ratio of male to female students in these academies reached an exaggerated eight to two.

However, once you reach the Master Chef level, this ratio will decrease significantly. According to statistics from the World Gastronomy Association a few years ago, the male-to-female ratio of Master Chefs was seven to three.

Only three out of ten chefs are women, and eight out of ten women are big and strong. After all, mastering culinary skills requires strong physical strength and endurance.