Demonic Cultivation in a Mountain Village

When he got to the point, an imperceptible sly smile flashed across Zhu Cong's lips.

"What you have to do is very simple, just do what you have to do and don't meddle."

"I wonder what Mr. Zhu means by gossip?"

"You will understand after a while. To put it simply, this kitchen king competition will end early. With Mr. Fang's intelligence, you will naturally understand."

As he thought, although the words were extremely metaphorical, Fang Lin did understand. That is, Zhu Cong wants to destroy the King of Kitchen Competition.

From the known information, we know that the King of Kitchen Competition was set up by the head of the Zhu family, and the target is Zhu Cong. His words seem very reasonable.

But Fang Lin didn't think so in his heart. Several consecutive hegemonic tournaments were successfully held, and Zhu Cong wouldn't wait until today if he wanted to take action. If you want to compete for hegemony, you can defeat him. The head of the Zhu family will not be able to fully control the power even now.

Apart from these unreasonable things, the most important thing is that Fang Lin has already known that there is a bigger conspiracy in this competition.

That is, Zhu Cong and Nan Tianren still used this competition to kill themselves to achieve their unknown goals.

In short, what seems to be a cooking competition is actually a conspiracy and everyone has their own agenda.

"What if I don't agree to cooperate?" After figuring this out, Fang Lin naturally wouldn't agree to him, so he asked in a suspicious tone.

"Then there's nothing I can do. I just hope Mr. Fang takes it seriously."

As if he had expected this outcome, Zhu Cong was not disappointed at all, but smiled calmly.

As he spoke, Zhu Cong stopped talking nonsense and strode towards the judging area.

Behind the seemingly non-threatening words, Fang Lin felt confused for the first time because he found that he seemed to be unable to understand Zhu Cong.

He behaves politely, but every word and action seems to be a threat. At least, no matter what aspect you analyze, his realm far exceeds that of Nan Tianren.

There are too many unreasonable things in this King of Kitchen Competition. It is certain that Zhu Cong and Nan Tianren have reached cooperation. Why does one side want to sabotage the game, and the other side use despicable means to win the championship?

"Who is this guy? Why did the two giants in Seoul Province choose to talk to him first?"

"I haven't seen him before. Have you seen it? The two young ladies from the Zhu family and Nanfu are greeting him from a distance. They must have a lot of background."

"Don't tell me, he is quite handsome. Compared with the two young masters of the Zhu family and the Nan family, he seems to have an advantage, hehe..."

When Fang Lin quickly analyzed it in his mind, he immediately became the center of attention. Amidst the infatuated sounds of the girls, the men also cast dissatisfied and curious looks.

Fang Lin had long been accustomed to this kind of thing, so he didn't pay special attention to it. Instead, he focused his attention on the host who had just appeared.

There are four hosts, two men and two women, all of whom are domestic front-line hosts with countless fans. This shows how much the Zhu family and Nanfu value this competition.

Due to the large number of applicants and the limited space, the rules were temporarily changed and a competition format with ten people in one round and ten judges totaling 100 points was adopted.

According to the list produced by the lottery, Fang Lin's position is neither forward nor backward, in the fifth round in the middle, so he simply closes his eyes and rests.

However, Fang Lin did not really sleep, but was still thinking about the tricks of this competition.

Apart from the illogical things that he couldn't figure out, what surprised Fang Lin the most was that the Zhu family

As the real organizer, the clan leader never showed up.

The most important thing is that the seats on the field have obviously been readjusted to the five elements and eight trigrams, but the supply of spiritual power has never been found.

In other words, the so-called positioning is completely fake and has no effect. Moreover, everything in the venue was normal, and no spiritual power or evil spirits were found.

The competition between the first four groups and the intermission should have taken more than two long hours. Although every dish was delicious and delicious, Fang Lin didn't pay much attention to it. Almost no dish could be called the best.

"Due to...for some reasons, the game has been temporarily suspended. The specific game date will be notified separately. Please leave the venue in an orderly manner."

Just when Fang Lin stood up and was about to go on stage, suddenly a middle-aged man with a pale face ran up to the host stage in panic, grabbed the microphone from one of the hosts and said.

"What...what's going on? Are you kidding us?"

"That's right, how can you just stop? You must give us an explanation."

The middle-aged man's words immediately caused all the spectators and contestants to explode. Not only did no one leave the venue, but they all began to curse with indignation.

Subconsciously looking at Zhu Cong, I saw that he seemed to have expected such an experience. Not only was he not surprised at all, but there was a smile on his lips.

Fang Lin immediately understood that this guy was really not joking, and he must be behind all this.

"There is... there is a bomb, there is a bomb in the TV station."

Under everyone's interception and questioning, the middle-aged man had no choice but to tell the truth.

"What? There's a bomb?"

"Run away!"

The audience who had been unwilling to leave just now were completely dumbfounded when they heard the middle-aged man's words.

Under the brief shock, everyone could no longer care about anything. With bursts of piercing screams, everyone quickly ran away.

Fortunately, the security personnel on site were well-trained and the studio had multiple exits. Except for a few minor injuries, everything was basically safe.

"Master Zhu, you are really hard to understand."

Seeing that Zhu Cong was not in a hurry to leave, Fang Lin knew that it was safe at least for the time being, so he simply walked up to him openly and said coldly.

"If I can be understood so casually, how can I lead the Zhu family to be invincible?" Zhu Cong said with an unhurried smile.

When the accident first occurred, Fang Lin's eyes had glanced at Nan Tianren many times. Although he remained very calm on the surface, he was obviously still a little angry and confused. It was obvious that he did not know Zhu Cong's plan.

"What good will this do to you? Besides, if you can stop it for a while, can you stop it for a lifetime?" Fang Lin asked in confusion.

"Haha... you don't need to understand, and I won't tell you. Fang Lin, don't think you are so smart. You must always remember this sentence, the mantis stalks the cicada, and the oriole follows behind.

There are many people smarter than you in the world, like me. "Zhu Cong said happily.

While speaking, Zhu Cong glanced sideways at Fang Lin again, then was unwilling to say anything more and walked out very calmly.

At this time, not only Fang Lin was confused, but Nan Tianren was stunned. At this time, Nan Tianren felt for the first time what IQ crushing was.

But the one who was most shocked was Fang Lin. Zhu Cong's words obviously meant something, but he couldn't remember what it was for the moment. When he got to the point, an imperceptible sly smile flashed across Zhu Cong's lips.

"What you have to do is very simple, just do what you have to do and don't meddle."

"I wonder what Mr. Zhu means by gossiping?"

"You will understand after a while. To put it simply, this kitchen king competition will end early. With Mr. Fang's intelligence, you will naturally understand."

As he thought, although the words were extremely metaphorical, Fang Lin did understand. That is, Zhu Cong wants to destroy the King of Kitchen Competition.

From the known information, we know that the King of Kitchen Competition was set up by the head of the Zhu family, and the target is Zhu Cong. His words seem very reasonable.

But Fang Lin didn't think so in his heart. Several consecutive hegemonic tournaments were successfully held, and Zhu Cong wouldn't wait until today if he wanted to take action. If he wants to compete for hegemony, he can be defeated. The head of the Zhu family will not be able to fully control the power even now.

Apart from these unreasonable things, the most important thing is that Fang Lin has already known that there is a bigger conspiracy in this competition.

That is, Zhu Cong and Nan Tianren still used this competition to kill themselves to achieve their unknown goals.

In short, what seems to be a cooking competition is actually a conspiracy and everyone has their own agenda.

"What if I don't agree to cooperate?" After figuring this out, Fang Lin naturally wouldn't agree to him, so he asked in a suspicious tone.

"Then there's nothing I can do. I just hope Mr. Fang takes it seriously."

As if he had expected this outcome, Zhu Cong was not disappointed at all, but smiled calmly.

As he spoke, Zhu Cong stopped talking nonsense and strode towards the judging area.

Behind the seemingly non-threatening words, Fang Lin felt confused for the first time because he found that he seemed to be unable to understand Zhu Cong.

He behaves politely, but every word and action seems to be a threat. At least, no matter what aspect you analyze, his realm far exceeds that of Nan Tianren.

There are too many unreasonable things in this King of Kitchen Competition. It is certain that Zhu Cong and Nan Tianren have reached cooperation. Why does one side want to sabotage the game, and the other side use despicable means to win the championship?

"Who is this guy? Why did the two giants in Seoul Province choose to talk to him first?"

"I haven't seen him before. Have you seen it? The two young ladies from the Zhu family and Nanfu are greeting him from a distance. They must have a lot of background."

"Don't tell me, he is quite handsome. Compared with the two young masters of the Zhu family and the Nan family, he seems to have an advantage, hehe..."

When Fang Lin quickly analyzed it in his mind, he immediately became the center of attention. Amidst the infatuated sounds of the girls, the men also cast dissatisfied and curious looks.

Fang Lin had long been accustomed to this kind of thing, so he didn't pay special attention to it. Instead, he focused his attention on the host who had just appeared.

There are four hosts, two men and two women, all of whom are domestic front-line hosts with countless fans. This shows how much the Zhu family and Nanfu value this competition.

Due to the large number of applicants and the limited space, the rules were temporarily changed and a competition format with ten people in one round and ten judges totaling 100 points was adopted.

According to the list produced by the lottery, Fang Lin's position is neither forward nor backward, in the fifth round in the middle, so he simply closes his eyes and rests.

However, Fang Lin did not really sleep, but was still thinking about the tricks of this competition.

Apart from the illogical things that he couldn't figure out, what surprised Fang Lin the most was that the Zhu family

As the real organizer, the clan leader never showed up.

The most important thing is that the seats on the field have obviously been readjusted to the five elements and eight trigrams, but the supply of spiritual power has never been found.

In other words, the so-called positioning is completely fake and has no effect. Moreover, everything in the venue was normal, and no spiritual power or evil spirits were found.

The competition between the first four groups and the intermission should have taken more than two long hours. Although every dish was delicious and delicious, Fang Lin didn't pay much attention to it. Almost no dish could be called the best.

"Due to... due to some reasons, the game has been temporarily suspended. The specific game date will be notified separately. Please leave the venue in an orderly manner."

Just when Fang Lin stood up and was about to go on stage, suddenly a middle-aged man with a pale face ran up to the host stage in panic, grabbed the microphone from one of the hosts and said.

"What...what's going on? Are you kidding us?"

"That's right, how can you just stop? You must give us an explanation."

The middle-aged man's words immediately caused all the spectators and contestants to explode. Not only did no one leave the venue, but they all began to curse with indignation.

Subconsciously looking at Zhu Cong, I saw that he seemed to have expected such an experience. Not only was he not surprised at all, but there was a smile on his lips.

Fang Lin immediately understood that this guy was really not joking, and he must be behind all this.

"There is... there is a bomb, there is a bomb in the TV station."

Under everyone's interception and questioning, the middle-aged man had no choice but to tell the truth.

"What? There's a bomb?"

"Run away!"

The audience who had been unwilling to leave just now were completely dumbfounded when they heard the middle-aged man's words.

Under the brief shock, everyone could no longer care about anything. With bursts of piercing screams, everyone quickly ran away.

Fortunately, the security personnel on site were well-trained and the studio had multiple exits. Except for a few minor injuries, everything was basically safe.

"Master Zhu, you are really hard to understand."

Seeing that Zhu Cong was not in a hurry to leave, Fang Lin knew that it was safe at least for the time being, so he simply walked up to him openly and said coldly.

"If I can be understood so casually, how can I lead the Zhu family to be invincible?" Zhu Cong said with an unhurried smile.

When the accident first occurred, Fang Lin's eyes had glanced at Nan Tianren many times. Although he remained very calm on the surface, he was obviously still a little angry and confused. It was obvious that he did not know Zhu Cong's plan.

"What good will this do to you? Besides, if you can stop it for a while, can you stop it for a lifetime?" Fang Lin asked in confusion.

"Haha... you don't need to understand, and I won't tell you. Fang Lin, don't think you are so smart. You must always remember one sentence, the mantis stalks the cicada, and the oriole follows behind.

There are many people smarter than you in the world, like me. "Zhu Cong said with great pride.

While speaking, Zhu Cong glanced sideways at Fang Lin again, then was unwilling to say anything more and walked out very calmly.

At this time, not only Fang Lin was confused, but Nan Tianren was stunned. At this time, Nan Tianren felt for the first time what IQ crushing was.

But the one who was most shocked was Fang Lin. Zhu Cong's words obviously meant something, but he couldn't remember what it was for the moment.