The epic story of green monsters

Chapter 940

The ingredients used in the finals are legendary. Most of the contestants have never seen it, let alone used it. Now it is a rare opportunity to use these precious ingredients to cook a dish for free. Which chef does not feel excited and cherish it? What’s this opportunity!

Fortunately, the clergy members of the God of Cookery Association used the magic of identification to identify the information of various ingredients in advance, eliminating the first and most difficult step for the chefs to fumble. At this time, as Allen said the game began After giving the order, a group of people ran like crazy towards the target they had chosen after thinking about it all night.

Allen quietly watched thirty outstanding chefs competing for their own ingredients. After the other chefs had selected their own ingredients, he walked to the last dozen or so strange ingredients and rounded them all at once. .

Countless heads were huddled around the competition venue, and they were carefully breathing calmly, for fear of disturbing the chefs who were picking up various ingredients and thinking about how to cook them.

The realm of the God of Cookery unfolded silently. The properties of a strange ingredient that was as indistinguishable as a stone in his hand, as well as its most suitable cooking method, were directly transformed into a stream of information. Under the rapid calculation of the divine consciousness in Allen's mind, it was already there There are many ways to pair and cook them.

Putting down the dusty and hard ingredient, Allen picked up another ingredient that looked like a dry tree root. He closed his eyes slightly and felt the subtle flow of magic that naturally communicated between areas. Soon he gained something.

Although the ingredients for this competition are basically prepared by the Green Field Tribe, and Allen is considered well-informed, there are still many ingredients that he has seen and cooked for the first time. .

Thirty chefs of different ages have already begun to take action, boiling water to soak the ingredients and tapping the meridians with hand hammers. At this moment, under the influence of the God of Cookery, they have endless ideas on how to handle the ingredients, and the movements of handling the ingredients in their hands are even more exciting. It's fast and stable, far beyond what they should normally be able to do.

The first chef had already started to light the fire, and the sound of chopping vegetables was heard one after another. Listening to this pleasant sound, Allen finally made the next move. He picked up the kitchen knife on the chopping board and scratched the stone. .

Clang!
  Sparks flickered, and the solid stone was divided into two sections. A stream of clear milky water inside was about to fall to the ground, but was restrained in the air by an invisible force until it was caught by the large bowl handed by Alan's other hand. Live, not a single thing is wasted.

The stone, which turned into two petals and exposed the crystal-like inner wall, was placed beside the chopping board. Allen then cleaned the root-like ingredients and immersed the whole root in the bowl of water and milk. The dry roots were visible to the naked eye. It quickly came to life, and finally expanded into a snow-white plump peeled cassava.

The rich magical smell of water and milk gradually dissipated, and even the half-full liquid bottomed out as the root ingredients expanded, until some crystals like salt grains were left at the bottom of the bowl.
  While soaking the roots, Allen was also processing other ingredients. Since he wanted to show off his cooking skills this time, he had to impress and convince people, so he initially planned to make at least five Taste different styles of food, and the special effects should also be unique.

Flames rose from the three or four stoves surrounding the bugbear leader. There was either a potsticker or an iron pot for stewing. Although it required multi-tasking, Allen could still move with ease, and Every movement of the sea carries a sense of spontaneity and beauty, as if the artists were painting a peerless painting or a symphony that has been passed down for a long time.

The countless eyes on the city wall, except for a few lucky ones, were basically seeing Alan, the incarnation of the God of Cooking, cooking in front of them for the first time. Now that I see his calm posture, his clean yet fierce handling methods, and his ability to adjust the movements of various ingredients in the pot and on the grill, all of them make people admire and awe from the bottom of their hearts, and indeed The image of the greatest and outstanding 'God of Cookery' has been planted in everyone's mind.

As the ingredients in the pot and on the grill gradually mature, a tantalizing and fragrant aroma slowly floats around after the ingredients and spices undergo wonderful changes and merge, forming a cloud above Allen's stoves. The colorful mist floats towards the sky.

The natural energy and magic power within hundreds of miles began to cheer silently, and flew towards the colorful clouds as if attracted, and then merged into the originally thin clouds, making them more solid.

Time passes very slowly for the spectators in the stands, but for the thirty-one chefs in the competition, it passes quickly. The sun had just risen when the game started, but by the time the game entered the middle, the sun had already set, and darkness was about to cover the earth.

Just as the sun set below the horizon and the last ray of sunlight disappeared, a dwarf chef in the field suddenly made an explosion from the iron pot in his hand. The dwarf was completely blown away by a huge shock wave, until he hit the magic guard that suddenly appeared behind him. On the shield, a mouthful of old blood spurted out on the spot. The dwarf's hands were bloody and bloody. He couldn't bear the blow of the cooking failure and fainted on the spot with his eyes closed.

Magical cooking is not without risks. There are many chefs in this competition who failed to cook and suffered magical backlash like the dwarf in front of them. It’s just that this time the chefs use ingredients with high magical power and high-level cooking methods. And high, that's why there was such a powerful explosion backlash.

The other chefs were more or less affected. Some people shook their hands when they shook their spoons. Suddenly, some ingredients splashed on the stove, and magic ripples appeared on the food in the pot. It seemed that there were signs of instability. Fortunately, the chef made a correction in time, and in the end, although The crisis was resolved, but the chef himself knew that the quality of the dishes he cooked must have dropped a bit as a result.

Others still remained calm. After taking a few deep breaths, they focused more on the food in their hands. The strange aromas escaped one after another and merged into the increasingly larger and thicker colorful clouds above their heads.

huh~~

Unknowingly, a breeze began to blow between the sky and the earth. As time went by, the breeze turned into a violent wind, began to rotate along the periphery of Green Lake City, and finally showed signs of turning into a violent hurricane.

The sky was getting dark, and fluorite and illumination lights rose from around the competition area, illuminating the place like day. The onlookers were also distracted at this time, swallowing saliva continuously, and there was even a trace of saliva hanging from the corners of their mouths. His eyes were blurred and greedy as he stared at the magical dishes under the city that were gradually taking shape.

Few people realize that a huge catastrophe is about to befall Green Lake City.

(End of this chapter)