Zongman: The post-2D era

Feng Feng took a look at the cards and chuckled. It's over!

After Erina Chikiri sat back down, Yue Guang stared at Feng Feng. She stretched out a finger and touched her lower lip.

It was a strange feeling. It was just an ordinary dish, but it had a taste I had never tasted before. That person might be one of the seven immortals from China. Feng Feng, just wait for me! I will definitely repay you for the humiliation you gave me during the food battle that day.

Feng Feng glanced at Erina Chikiri and knew that he was already suspected. So he planned to be one of the seven people. After all, he was not Feng Feng. Otherwise, he would be doomed.

Fortunately, he is at least a cultivator in the first level of Qi training. Cooking a dish should be no problem!

He began to circulate his spiritual energy, but found that the spiritual energy in this world was thin, and extraordinary factors were rampant. The whole world seemed to be in an inexplicable state.

Chapter 85 Drama

At this point, Feng Feng had no choice but to cook scrambled eggs with tomatoes. On the other side, the Yukinoshita sisters finished the cooking very well. There were fewer and fewer people in the classroom, and finally only the Yukinoshita sisters and Feng Feng were left to cheer for Feng Feng.

After Feng Feng's dish served under Yukinoshita Yukino's instruction for the third time was rejected by Erina Chikiri, Yukinoshita Yukino finally exploded.

"Please stop it. This is already the third time. I just bumped into you accidentally. Is it necessary to make things so difficult for you?"

"Ah! The master hasn't spoken yet! As a waiter, how about you just step aside?"

"Oh! What era is this? You still use such class concepts to treat others differently. Are you an old woman from the democratic era?"

"I just want you to know your own worth. Why, aren't you his servants? Rich locals from the East."

"You're just a chef, don't you think you're that great? God's Tongue? I've never heard of it."

Erina Chikiri smiled proudly and said, "That's right, in this changing world, excellent cooks are amazing."

Yukinoshita Haruno added slyly, "It's a pity that you were completely defeated by Feng Feng yesterday. It seems that he doesn't even know your name."

Erina Chikiri gritted her teeth and said, "Failure is not terrible. Especially losing to Yuexiajian Zunming, one of the Eight Immortals of the East. He created the world's best cuisine, Moonlight, with a pond bottom stone and the word "moon."

"Now the entire Moon Sky has become an absolute holy land and forbidden area. I wonder how many people with health problems would like to ask for a cup of moonlight."

Yukinoshita Haruno looked at Feng Feng and said, "So you admire Feng Feng so much."

Erina Chikiri continued, "Moonlight is more like a raw material than a dish. It's just that we have never thought of liquefying moonlight. It's simply impossible. So from now on, as our sequence increases, we will definitely make dishes that surpass moonlight."

"Moonlight's number one position is only temporary. And the one I hate the most among the Eight Immortals is Fengfeng. He is arrogant and looks down on everyone. He was so nonchalant when he was fighting me. I will definitely take revenge on him when I reach Sequence Six."

After Chikiri finished speaking to Rina, he looked at Feng Feng and said, "I have said so much, why don't you express your opinion? One of the Eight Immortals of the East. Your cooking is not worth mentioning, but it has a taste that I have never encountered before."

"Although your magic is mysterious, I am also confident in my divine tongue. Although I don't know who you are, please send a letter of challenge to Fengfeng on my behalf, saying that I, Erina Chikiri, will definitely have a food battle with him."

Feng Feng looked awkwardly at the happy elf flying in front of him and said, "I'll tell him. Can I go now?"

"No, your cooking is not up to standard. Please try again. Qian, trust my dignity as a chef and the sensitivity of the divine tongue. There is not a trace of love in your cooking. This will definitely fail for mortals like me to advance to the next level."

"This is based on well-founded statistics. And my Divine Tongue is one of the few abilities in the world that can determine whether a person has made a dish that can be promoted to Sequence Nine."

The Yukinoshita sisters looked at Feng Feng. Feng Feng said helplessly: "What is a sentiment? And what sentiment do I have? It's really embarrassing!"

Feng Feng said as he made egg fried rice again, giving up on tomato fried eggs. He simply fried them. The large chunks of eggs were not separated. It was just an ordinary egg fried rice that you can find everywhere.

Feng Feng finished cooking and took a bowl for himself, and gave one bowl to each of the Yukinoshita sisters. He gave the last bowl to Eri Chikiri and said, "I don't know what you mean, but this is probably what you are looking for! Extraordinary resonance, a feeling beyond the five senses."

Erina Chikiri took it and took a bite. She felt as if she had fallen into a volcano, surrounded by countless magma. When she opened her eyes to get rid of the illusion, her clothes were already soaked with sweat.

Feng Feng smiled and said after she opened her eyes, "Can I go now?"

Erina Chikiri was stunned and said, "Of course, the sincerity you showed was as if you had really jumped into a volcano. The heat was terrifying. The egg fried rice didn't have any pungent taste. But just one bite made me sweat so much. It was like a legendary magic potion."

"But your cooking skills are really not good enough. Please practice hard!"

Feng Feng nodded, and finally walked out of the classroom with relief. Feng Feng sighed helplessly. He would have to live like this every day in the future. Sooner or later, his identity would be discovered. That would be even more troublesome.

After Fengfeng took the Yukinoshita sisters away, Erina Chikiri cried while eating the unfinished egg fried rice.

Is this the world of the extraordinary? Endless burning pain and despair, the murderous intent that seems to want to kill everything, see you under the moon, obey your orders, obey the wind. Is this what you have experienced before?

I forgot to tell you. I have been promoted to Sequence Nine. The Tongue of God has also evolved. I just wanted to tease you and get to know you. But why did I serve such a dish?

What a lovable person! No matter how great you are, I can't help but want to help you and protect you.

Feng Feng thought he had fooled Erina Chikiri. He would not feel awkward in class anymore. He looked at the sky and found that it was only about eleven o'clock. He felt better and asked Kuaile if he had no class today. He was even happier.

Happiness is laughing on the side. Huafan's Feng Feng is as easy to deceive as a rookie, but the sense of drama is full. Not bad.

Feng Feng walked in front, thinking about what to do next? His life was now stable.

More than half a year after his resurrection, he finally had a place in the Sea of ​​Ten Thousand Worlds.

It's not bad to continue life like this. Cooking and wielding a knife.

I can kiss and kiss so many anime heroines. What else can I be dissatisfied with?

There is a way to revive the dead, and there are also some attribute people around. This is good enough.

"Hello, my name is Wang Zhi. I am Wang Guo's younger brother and the true descendant of your ancestors. Although I am only a Sequence Nine now, I will definitely become a God of Food in the future. I also have all the inheritance of Liu Angxing and the others. Is this something that your ancestors lost?"

Feng Feng looked at the man posing in front of him. He said helplessly to Happy, "Did you find this too? How come he looks like the caterpillar boy who jumped out and asked for a duel in Pokémon?"

Happy laughed directly from the sky onto Feng Feng's shoulder.

Wang Zhi was full of pride. What are the Eight Immortals of the East? They are just the descendants of those people in "Cooking Master Boy". Although this world of gourmet anime is mixed with some Cthulhu mythology, I will definitely reach the top with the God of Cookery system.

He turned his hand over and a kitchen knife appeared in his hand.

The dragon pattern appears on the kitchen knife, making it look noble and majestic.

Chapter 86: The Time Traveler Wang Zhi

"Don't you believe it? Then let me show you the evidence! This is the Eternal Spirit Sword.

One of the eight legendary kitchen utensils. The Tyrant Dragon pattern on it is the proof of its recognition. You probably haven’t inherited these things! "

Feng Feng glanced at the laughter on his shoulder. He blinked his innocent eyes. Now, if you do me a favor, I can teach you the recipes of "Golden Egg Fried Rice" or "Six Flavors Magic Mapo Tofu".

. It’s a good proposal!

Feng Feng shook his head to keep himself calm and said, "What do you want me to do for you?"

Wang Zhi raised his lips and said, "I want the copper bell on your waist."

Wang Zhi thought: Nod your head and agree quickly! That is a treasure rated by the system. If you keep it, it will be a waste of time. Let me make good use of it!

Wang Zhi thought to himself, but said: "That was lost by our ancestors. As descendants, we must try our best to recover it. Even if it means paying for two recipes of the legendary chef Liu Angxing."

Feng Feng Ri Guang looked more profound, tilted his head and asked, "You want my copper bell?"

"Of course, this is a relic from our ancestors. And we are from the same family, so it's hard to say who the bell belongs to! I even specially exchanged it with two recipes, which is sincere enough, isn't it?"

Feng Feng stared at Wang Zhi and tried to show his own attributes. This was the way that people with attributes greeted each other.

Happy stopped laughing and said seriously, "Don't try. This is a genuine time traveler with a built-in food god system. He believes he is the protagonist of this world!"

"Just as Feng Feng was about to make a move, Wang Zhi reached out to take the bronze bell from Feng Feng's waist. With a clear bell sound, Wang Zhi flew backwards. He fell miserably.

"Boy, don't refuse a toast and then drink a forfeit. Give me that copper bell."

Feng Feng glanced at Wang Jie and walked past him.

"Remember this, I will definitely take revenge. Definitely!!!"

Wang Zhi looked at Feng Feng's elegant figure, his heart filled with indignation.

He is a time traveler, the protagonist, and a man destined to become the God of Cookery.

He is just a local who is temporarily in the lead, why is he so arrogant? Things change over time, and Moss is still poor when he was young.

When his cooking skills improve and his sequence rises in the future, he will make this kid pay ten or a hundred times the price.

Feng Feng looked at Kuaile at this time and said, "What's going on with this Wang Zhi?

Didn't you recognize the Yukinoshita sisters behind me? What kind of time traveler is this? Happy laughed and said, "Haha, that guy probably just traveled through time not long ago. And I tampered with your information. Of course, he doesn't know."

"Ahaha! You're killing me with laughter. You thought he was an attribute user! This is a genuine time traveler. He has a system and is the master of his world. He is destined to become the God of Food."

"Haha, no thanks. This is an unexpected laugh. I am dying of laughter."

Feng Feng was helpless and looked back at Wang Zhi who had hatred in his eyes.

A self-righteous protagonist? Or maybe I am just a plaything in the eyes of others, including me, the first candidate for the Lord of Mythology.

He walked back to the courtyard thinking about it. Hearing the concern in the piano music, he said "it's okay" and went into the wing room.

When he walked back to the rooftop of the manor, he looked at the door behind him in silence.

"Don't even think about it. Unless you reach the peak of this sea of ​​​​infinite worlds, who can transcend everything?

That's why so many people try their best to transcend. The Happy Fat Man version appeared at the table on the rooftop. The table was covered with food.

"Come here. Teacher Happy is about to start class."

Feng Feng walked over and sat down, and casually conjured up a few buns and placed them on the dishes. When he was about to ask the Yukinoshita sisters to come sit together, Kuaile waved his hand.

"You guys go back first! Just do what you did today tomorrow. You don't need to listen to what I say next!"

The Yukinoshita sisters shuddered, lowered their heads, said yes, and stepped back.

"Don't be upset. I won't put myself in such a difficult position. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't even bother to care about them."

Feng Feng took a sip of juice and said, "What's up with that time traveler Wang Zhi? Isn't he an attribute person?"

"There are countless secrets in the Ten Thousand Worlds Sea, and it would take thousands of years to tell them all, but you just need to know that the attribute person is roughly equivalent to a certified time traveler, right?"

"These days even time travelers have to get a certificate to work. Those with a certificate are called attributers, and those without a certificate are called time travelers, reborn people, system owners, and everything in between. So we are all the lucky ones."

What is the most abundant thing in the Ten Thousand Worlds Sea? It is power. If an ordinary person can pick up wasteland in the Ten Thousand Men Sea for ten years, then if the various systems don’t pick up ten, they will at least pick up eight.”

"Don't you have a universal system? That's a remodeled version of the train. I don't know which stupid time traveler's system the prototype was from."

Feng Feng opened his mouth but didn't know what to ask, so he just drank the juice.

"Don't worry. It is said that the Sea of ​​​​Myriad Worlds was formed when all the heavens and myriad worlds collapsed in the final battle due to various time travels and immortals. So there are countless cheats."

"But fighting always involves winning and losing. In this sea of ​​​​ten thousand worlds, the fifth level can roam freely in the serial time and space. Because there is a boundary monument based on the serial time and space of this hundred years."

"Level 6 can go to the Sea of ​​​​Ten Thousand Worlds to fight. Level 7 is the strongest that I know of. I have never seen one. But I heard that their journey through the Ten Thousand Worlds is no different from ordinary walking."

"But the seventh level is not invincible. At least I have heard about the fall of the seventh level. The only transcendent in the Ten Thousand Worlds Sea is a train. We attributers are lucky. Because we have the only transcendent inheritance. But we are also unfortunate.

Many people call us the train's appendages. Living cleaning robots. World repair and reconstruction devices. In short, in the eyes of some people, attributers are not people at all, but just a kind of train's appendages. "