At this moment, shatter the dimensional barrier

The sound of mahjong tiles clashing on the table could be heard from time to time.

The first game ended very slowly, and Sino was drenched in cold sweat. He had to use all his strength every time he moved a card.

Each time the cards were moved, I saw the rules of how they worked that I couldn't see or even understand before.

A bead of cold sweat appeared on Wendy's forehead. What he saw was the creation of the world, the evolution of the rules, and the constant changes in the 'tree' formed by the rules.

'This is... a worldview?'

He is currently building the 'Great Power of Hope' and will be able to advance to the 'Great Power God-King' in no more than a year. Moreover, he will be a 'Great Power God-King' with higher rules, which will be no less powerful than rules such as time, space, and destiny.

Time passed slowly, and Seno's vision blurred; he was on the verge of collapse.

Wendy's temples were sweating. Normally, as a wind sprite, he shouldn't sweat, but the card table is another 'world,' and the rules of that world affect the people at the card table.

Snapped!

The last card was placed on the table by Luo Sheng, who stroked his chin: "Wow, it's a tie. Barbatos, you've been slacking off a lot, haven't you? You've honed your card skills."

“Sino is also good. Although mahjong is not a hobby, playing cards and mahjong are essentially the same.”

“Choose your spoils.”

"Then I won't stand on ceremony!" Barbatos stood up excitedly, his gaze fixed on the 'omnipotent crystal'. Although it was diluted to the level of godhood, omnipotent power is still omnipotent power, the ultimate form of divine power.

"Seno, take that lightning artifact." Narcida's voice echoed in Seno's mind: "Artifacts greatly enhance the power of gods."

"Lord Tianli, I choose that one," Seno said, directing a wisp of his spiritual energy toward the artifact.

This draw was actually him following Fengshen and picking up the scraps. If this game were visualized, Fengshen's output accounted for 99.9%, while he only got lucky and accidentally accounted for 0.1%.

Afterwards, I must properly thank Lord Wind God.

Moreover, the benefits he gained were not limited to this; he had already figured out how to refine his skills to the ninth rank.

Because it was an inherited power, his understanding of himself was not profound; it was like the blind men and the elephant.

Wendy chuckled as she tucked the omnipotent divine power crystal into her pocket, while Seno bowed respectfully to the gods and stepped aside.

"Next me, me!" Tiamat shouted, as if she were a young girl.

Zhongli sat down at the table without saying a word; this was the order in which everyone exchanged glances.

Although the gods are not close friends with each other, they are still good friends and have a simple understanding with each other.

Time passed little by little, and a day easily slipped away.

Each deity had been to the table at least once, until the aroma of the delicious food, which even the gods found somewhat enjoyable, formed clouds and drifted through the space, and only then did the gods come back to their senses from the card table.

"Alright, that's enough for now," Luo Sheng said with a smile. "Looks like my prizes haven't all been won yet."

Only a third of the prizes were won; not all gods are good at these kinds of entertainment toys.

"It's time to enjoy the food. We can't keep the chefs waiting, otherwise it would be a disrespect to their culinary skills."

“Yes, yes,” Wendy said with a grin. “Where there’s delicious food, there must be fine wine. I heard that Heyu Tea House not only serves tea, but also sixth-grade wines…”

Wendy was interrupted by Zhongli before she could finish speaking.

"Barbatos, my children from Liyue and Fontaine have prepared delicious food with heartfelt care for us. When did you become so stingy?"

"Uh, Grandpa, what do you mean by this?" Wendy was completely confused. Wasn't he trying to explain why he hadn't brought brewer Diona to the tea party?

Diona is currently the strongest winemaker, capable of brewing seventh-tier wines. However, she is still far from advancing to the eighth tier. It wouldn't be appropriate for her to attend the tea party without having entered the realm of gods.

“Stingy… Barbatos is indeed very stingy,” Ishtar couldn’t help but say. “Every time he comes to my country, he just freeloads on drinks; I’ve never seen him give anything away.”

"Yes, that's true. Barbatos is too stingy." Mavica had to agree, because her Nata was on Venus, and Barbatos would always freeload drinks in her Nata, and he had never been polite to her or given her any gifts in return.

"..." Beelzebub, the gluttonous demon king, nodded silently. Indeed, Barbatos always came to his hell to drink, but never gave him anything. His wine cellar had been emptied three times. He was really stingy.

"No, how did I become public enemy number one?" Wendy's lips twitched slightly. I haven't given you any benefits on the surface, but I've helped you solve a lot of trouble behind the scenes.

I'm just tagging along for the drinks, but I'm not drinking for free.

“Barbatos isn’t that stingy,” Los Saint said with a slight smile. “On the contrary, he’s very generous. You’ve misunderstood Barbatos.”

"That's right! How could you misunderstand me like this! It's outrageous!" Venti immediately cried out, "Grandpa, although I often go to Liyue to mooch drinks and annoy you, you don't have to slander me like this."

“I misunderstood you, Barbatos.” Zhongli nodded. “I know that you have actually prepared a fine wine that has been brewed for three thousand years for this tea party.”

"Gah—" Wendy's voice stopped abruptly, her expression stiffened, and her pupils shrank to pinpoints.

Los Saint was immediately touched by Wendy's generosity: "Oh, is that so? I didn't expect you to be so thoughtful, Wendy, that you would actually bring out the 'Wind God's Brew' that you yourself are reluctant to drink to entertain everyone."

"Wind God's Brew?" Maiduo asked curiously.

"Wind God's Brew, it is said, just 'said,' that it was brewed by Barbatos when he first ascended to godhood using the fruits and grains offered to him by the people of Mondstadt. It has been aged for three thousand years and is a true divine wine." King Rota said in a serious tone, but his mouth was full of a wicked smile.

"It's such a divine wine! I didn't expect you to be so generous, Barbatos." Quetzal patted Wendy's back in a carefree manner, making Wendy tremble.

“I drank plenty of divine wine during the Age of Gods, but I’ve never actually drunk wine brewed by the chief god. No, to be precise, there’s never been any wine brewed by the chief god.” Ishtar was astonished. “I take back what I just said about you being stingy.”

"Gulp, I wonder what this tastes like." Artoria swallowed hard. Although she didn't drink often as a knight, she was still knowledgeable about alcohol.

“Although I don’t like alcohol, I’ll have a small drink out of respect for Barbatos’s hospitality,” Ray said earnestly.

Raiden couldn't help but chuckle as he listened to his sister's serious words; it seemed she hadn't noticed the awkward atmosphere.

It's obvious that Morax was trying to trick Barbatos into handing over his good stuff. Lord Tenri also wanted to try the Wind God's Brew, so he set a trap for Barbatos.

The gods basically all saw it, and since the chief god had been brewing this wine for three thousand years, everyone wanted to have a taste.

"Hey, Barbatos, why do you look so stiff? Did Morax say something wrong?" Los Saint asked, feigning confusion.

"How, how could that be? That's right, for this tea party, I've prepared a wine that I've 'personally' brewed for a full 'three thousand years' to entertain everyone!" Wendy said with an expression that looked like she was about to cry, her face twitching as she said the key words.

We've been tricked! We've been tricked by the combined forces of Heaven and the gods.

Waaaaah... My Wind God's Brew! I brewed it for a full three thousand years and couldn't bear to drink a single drop! Waaaaah—

With a heavy heart, Wendy reluctantly took out a jar of Wind God Brew.

“Hmm, this jar of wine is enough for everyone to have a cup and be ‘full’. Barbatos is indeed ‘very generous’.” King Ratna said with a smile, emphasizing the key words.

"..." Wendy then took out another jar with trembling hands.

“That’s enough for everyone to have two cups to taste the sweetness of the Wind God’s Brew,” Zhongli said.

"That's going too far, old man!" Wendy glanced subtly at Zhongli. "I only have six jars in total, just six jars!"

"Keep one jar for yourself." Zhongli glanced at him. "Lord Tianli has given everyone special treatment; think it over carefully."

"..." Wendy was speechless. "I've brought out the Wind God's Brew. What are you bringing out, old man?"

“Barbatos has generously brought out five jars of fine wine, so I invite everyone to awaken your taste buds with tea before drinking and enjoying the food.” Zhongli said, taking out a small jar of emerald green tea leaves with a regular aroma.

"This tea was made from the third tender leaf of the volcanic divine tree, a ninth-tier divine plant that I picked from the crater of Mount Olympus on Mars..."

At this moment, Xiangling and Aikefei had prepared an exquisite round table feast. Each dish was a work of art, so exquisite that it was beyond the imagination of ordinary people, and even shone with a golden light.

The gods took their seats, and Xiangling and Aikefei were also pulled to sit down.

Wendy reluctantly opened the Anemo Brew, and the gods chatted and laughed, gossiping about each other, occasionally discussing the use of their powers and their own insights into the future of civilization.

The tea party gradually came to an end amidst laughter and conversation, and the gods departed one after another.

However, instead of leaving the Gourmet Planet, they disguised themselves as ordinary superhumans and participated in the 'Master Chef Competition'.

……

The opening time of the Culinary God Competition quietly arrived, and 20 billion people came to the entire Food Star. Of these, only 10 billion people entered the Food Star, while the remaining 10 billion people could only watch the competition on a big screen in the Food Star Ring Space City.

However, there are already more than 100 million participants. The dishes made by the participants who enter the preliminary round will be randomly sent to 10,000 spectators for evaluation, and the spectators will select the dishes to enter the next round of the official competition.

Everyone who comes to Gourmet Star has the opportunity to taste the chef's dishes, and if they are lucky, they may even be able to taste dishes of level six or higher.

It is precisely because of this opportunity that so many spectators come to the Food Star competition.

If you are lucky enough to taste food of level six or above, it is like winning a lottery of more than ten million.

Thump! Thump thump thump! Thump! Thump thump thump thump!

The crisp drumbeats resounded rhythmically throughout the entire Food Planet, and colorful clouds hung down to the earth like ribbons.

"It's starting! It's starting! It's finally starting!"

"The chefs this year are far more skilled than the ones from last year!"

"Yes, it is said that there are more than 300 chefs of the fifth rank or above, and more than 30 of them of the sixth rank."

"Especially since most fifth-level chefs are able to create sixth-level dishes, which is a leapfrog in skill level!"

At this moment, the stands surrounding the main stadium were packed. A billion people were all watching the host flying in the sky with fervor. The uplifting music made everyone's heart pound, as if igniting their restless souls.

"Viewers from all civilizations, gourmets, food connoisseurs, and renowned chefs from all civilizations, welcome to the 7th 'Master Chef Competition'! I am the host of this competition, Coral Palace Heart Sea." A girl dressed in pink and blue excitedly addressed countless eyes and cameras.

This was a hosting opportunity she had prepared for for five competitions. Only superhumans of the sixth rank or above could serve as hosts. She had waited for five competitions and was already at the early stage of the seventh rank.

"To ensure the fairness and impartiality of this year's 'Master Chef Competition,' let everyone call upon the great god who controls the stove, the master god of the stove, Lord Maxius, to descend with divine will!"

"The Lord God of the Hearth!"

"The Lord God of the Hearth!"

"The Lord God of the Hearth!"

Countless people on the planet of Gourmet Food are calling out in unison, and people on other planets, planes, and even in pioneering fleets in other star systems are also calling out involuntarily.

call----

In an instant, all the stoves in the main stadium, the sub-stalls, and the preliminary rounds were lit at the same time, and the faint aura of the gods emanated from the flames.

Hundreds of millions of contestants felt the divine power of the stove fire with a touch of fervor; this was the stove god's divine fire, the chefs' faith.

"The Kitchen God".

Erina Nakiri, who had never experienced the power of the gods, and Maoxing Liu gazed at the hearth fire. They felt the greatness of civilization from the fire. Human civilization began with fire, so the greatness of the hearth fire needs no further explanation.

"I will definitely make a dish that will impress the gods, all the audience, and all the judges!" This was the excited shout from the hearts of Erina Nakiri, the young chef, and all the contestants.

Chapter 289 The Divine Chef Competition? No, it's the Gods' Talent Market!

[Now, let us, the pan-human civilization, stand at the pinnacle of culinary arts, enter the realm of the gods, and become demigod chefs!]

The footprints of pan-human civilization have expanded to a range of fifty light-years around the solar system.