Zongman: The Glowing Cuisine Conquers the Tongue of God

Li Yang's body was covered with golden markings. He used his unique skill of "Explosive Flame". The surging fire energy burst out from his body and turned into an endless stream of golden flames.

The Totsuki graduates who were watching from a distance were already sweating profusely, their clothes were soaked with sweat, but no one bothered to wipe the sweat from their foreheads, staring at Li Yang in the flames without blinking.

Watching his every move.

These people don't want to miss even a slight tremor of the wrist.

Hinatako Inui, a graduate of the 80th class of Totsuki Academy, once held the second place among the Totsuki Ten Elites and was known as the "Empress of the Mist" during the Totsuki era.

At this moment, she was staring at Li Yang's every subtle movement with shining eyes, while at the same time she was using her elbow to hit Shinomiya Kojiro on the side.

"Mr. Shinomiya, can you cook with such a powerful flame?"

Kojiro Shinomiya rolled his eyes in annoyance. As the first of the 79th Totsuki Ten Elites and the current head chef of the Hachiman French restaurant SHINOS, he was naturally a very proud man.

But he is a one-star chef!

A mere one-star chef competing with a tiger-level chef in cooking skills?

Even if you try to scam someone, you can’t do it so forcefully!

"How come the former Totsuki 'Empress of the Mist' is so confident that she can beat Chef Li Hu in terms of cooking?"

Shinomiya Kojiro snorted coldly and poked Inui Hinatako slightly.

aside.

Fuyumi Mizuhara, who was ranked second among the 79th Totsuki Ten, sighed.

"What are you two arguing about here? We're still a long way from reaching that level... The people we should be focusing on right now should be the seniors!"

After saying this, she nodded towards two figures not far away.

there.

Shimado Gin and Yukihira Joichiro had sneaked over at some point, staring at the golden flame and the person controlling it without blinking.

"Joichiro, can you cook using this high-temperature flame?"

Shimado Gin looked at the golden flame that was more than two meters high with a serious expression. Even at such a long distance, he could feel the scorching heat emitted by the flame.

Yukihira Joichiro's eyes never left the figure in the flames, and he wanted to deeply engrave every step of Li Yang in his mind.

Hearing Shimado Gin's question, he was silent for a moment, smiled bitterly and shook his head.

"No, with such scorching temperatures, even the freshest celery will dehydrate in a very short time, even if its water content is over 95%."

"With my cooking skills, there's no time to season the ingredients; they'll just carbonize in the pan!"

Shimado Gin took a deep breath, feeling a little discouraged.

"Yeah... the only recipe I can think of that won't fail is boiling a pot of water over this high-temperature flame!"

The two looked at each other and saw the frustration hidden in each other's eyes.

They are already in their forties, the golden age for chefs, and their status as three-star chefs has earned them the title of genius in the culinary world.

even.

Both of them have already touched the threshold of four-star chefs.

But compared to the tiger-level chef who is only eighteen years old, they are just living like dogs at their age.

"It's hard to imagine that at such a high temperature, the egg liquid will be cooked the moment it is poured into the pan, and it will become old in two or three seconds. If you delay it for another second, it may produce a burnt smell."

"How on earth did Chef Li Hu do it? Just now, when he was plating the dish, I took a quick glimpse and saw that the egg fried rice on the plate was distinct and a brilliant golden color, without a single burnt brown hue!"

“It’s a miracle!”

Li Yang had no idea what others thought of him. After putting the lid on the plate, he took a long breath and began to relax his highly concentrated mind.

This golden fried rice, made with bliss rice and tiger-striped eggs, is the embodiment of his highest culinary skills to date.

"System rating!"

[Congratulations to the host for making golden fried rice that has reached over 100%!]

Li Yang didn't care about the result, but he still wanted to know what level the golden fried rice had reached this time.

Golden fried rice is his best dish. After activating the golden markings and using the "explosive flame" skill, with the help of the powerful "super five senses", he can easily reach a state beyond 100%.

But this time.

Not only was there the blessing of two extraordinary ingredients of very high capture level, but Li Yang himself could also feel that in the process of cooking golden fried rice, he once again reached the state of "forgetting both himself and the world".

The golden fried rice cooked in an extreme state of mind should be even better.

But the system evaluation is still over 100%.

But there is still a difference between 101 points and 110 points.

Li Yang didn’t care about this difference before. After all, they had already reached the “over 100%” state. They were beyond perfect dishes that could easily conquer the appetite of any diner.

But this time it was different.

The diners he faces are the will of this world!

It's the way of heaven!

This must be the most demanding diner.

Li Yang would never allow anyone to taste any flaws in his golden fried rice.

"But now that it's been served, the quality of this dish should be left to the diners to judge for themselves!"

Li Yang pressed the bell beside him.

The next moment, a figure appeared in the kitchen, carefully picked up the plate with both hands, and then quickly disappeared.

Offering sacrifices is the most important part of the ceremony of worshiping heaven. The timing is precise to the microsecond, not a bit more or less, to ensure that the food is in the most delicious state.

at this time.

A huge square has been built near the space-time rift.

Around the square, various supernatural forces held ceremonies to worship the heavens in their own ways.

In the middle of the square is a high platform used for offerings.

As the chief priest of this ceremony, Nakiri Senzaemon was the first to offer his own offerings.

The extraordinary dish he prepares is seafood sushi.

A perfect seafood sushi feast is made with 36 Tiangang and 72 Disha, using 108 kinds of precious marine ingredients!

When these 108 dishes of seafood sushi were brought to the table, the brilliant light of cuisine suddenly shone.

The 108 kinds of marine ingredients each have a different color, so the culinary light they shine is also different.

The colorful lights look very beautiful.

All neon superheroes are eagerly waiting to see how high the light of cooking will shine.

One foot!

Two feet!

Three feet!

This has reached the standard that a Lin-level chef should have.

But the light of cooking continues to rise.

Four feet!

Nakiri Senzaemon's heart was in his throat, his eyes fixed on the light of the cooking.

This is a dish that he prepared with all his culinary skills to the highest perfection.

It's his limit!

He just wanted to see where his limits were.

The cooking light, which had already bloomed to four feet, seemed to be reaching its limit, and climbed up another five or six inches, then turned into a sky full of colorful stars, floating down from mid-air.

Nakiri Senzaemon sighed.

That's it.

He really doesn't have the qualifications to be a dragon-level chef.

As the light of the Great Perfection Seafood Sushi spread out, a crack appeared out of thin air in the sky and quietly emerged.

But only for a moment.

But it still got everyone excited.

Because that is a crack in space and time!

Chapter 43: Recognition of the World Will, Thirteen Doorkeys

"Did the high-definition camera just capture it? How many traces of the space-time rift are there?"

This is the issue that everyone is most concerned about.

The number of space-time cracks represents how many other worlds are connected to this world.

When all the cracks merge into one, forming a vortex like a black hole, it means that there is only another world on the other side of the space-time crack.

The restricted area that evolved is stable.

Soon, a clear picture appeared on the big screen on one side of the square.

After seeing the spider-web-like space-time rift, everyone present was shocked.

Many people's expressions inevitably became panic-stricken.

"Oh my god, there are so many cracks. Is God going to destroy Neon?"

"We've counted them, there are thirty-six cracks in total!"

"It's over. Doesn't this mean that there will be thirty-six other worlds connecting with us?"

"I remember that unstable restricted area that erupted a hundred years ago only had about twenty cracks, right?"

For a moment, most people at the scene felt despair.

However, some people seemed to be grasping at a life-saving straw and asked hurriedly:

"How many cracks did General Nakiri's perfect seafood sushi heal?"

"If we can heal more than twenty cracks, then perhaps there is still hope."

Soon, a new picture appeared on the big screen.

It was still the same photo of the space-time rift, but with a few fewer cracks.

"29 cracks left!"

"Oh my God, why are there still so many!"

"The leader of the Japanese culinary world, Commander Nakiri's cooking only eliminated seven cracks?"

"That's an extraordinary dish that's close to the level of a Dragon-level chef. Can it only eliminate seven cracks?"

"It would be great if we in Neon had a dragon-level chef in charge!"

"We are really finished this time. We have no hope at all."

"No, we still have hope! The chief priest's offerings have been completed, and the deputy priest's offerings are next!"

"Haha, a mere deputy priest, and a mere Tiger-level chef, how can he compare to Commander Nakiri, a Lin-level chef."

"That Master Li Yang is a super genius in the culinary world!"

"So what? Even if he's incredibly talented and can create extraordinary dishes that rival Commander Nakiri's, and can heal seven cracks, there are still 22 cracks in the space-time rift!"

This is still a huge disaster that Neon cannot bear!

Many people have already given up any hope for this grand ceremony to worship the heaven.

at this time.

Li Yang's golden fried rice was served on the platform.

Those who still hold onto hope look at the platform expectantly.