Eternal food paradise

Research Institute Headquarters.

The door with a bronze plate bearing the name of the dedicated person was suddenly pushed open with a "plop".

No matter how obsessed he was with the rapid entry into the dark world, Xia Yan could not ignore the group of people filing in.

The cooking laboratory, which was originally not a spacious place, was already relatively narrow because it was filled with fish tanks. Dojima Gin, Yukihira Joichiro and others all came in and filled the aisle again.

Seeing a scene similar to a traffic jam, Xia Yan had a headache.

"Any research instructions?"

He swung the fish-killing knife stained with blood.

"The answer..." Gin Dojima, the boss of the research institute, was babbling, repeating a set of words over and over again without answering him.

Yukihira Joichiro stared intently at the knife in Xia Yan's hand, the water table, the chopping board above and a large salmon that had not been disemboweled.

Going up and down again, he looked at Xia Yan's set of pure white kitchen clothes, and suddenly realized:

"It turns out that the sword master in the video is you!"

"Ah, video?!"

Xia Yan was confused at first, then remembered something, and said funnyly to Erina Nakiri, who was quietly hiding aside, trying to reduce her sense of presence: "Recorder Nakiri, your report is really professional, not only It’s in written form and comes with a short video!”

A deep voice answered here:

"I asked Erina to track, observe and record it."

With her arms folded, she was wearing a kimono, and her wooden clogs crunched on the tile floor.

Nakiri Senzaemon suddenly appeared at the entrance of the research institute.

Moreover, not only the old commander, but others also seemed to have received the notice, and several professors came over.

Jun Shiomi, Takao Miyazato, Roland Chapel.

Senzaemon frowned slightly and glanced away: "Where is Shinomiya?"

Dojima Gin, who had just made urgent calls one by one, said in a subtle tone: "He is busy with branch matters. He is looking for suitable locations and shops everywhere. He is now on his way back to Totsuki."

"Then there's no need to wait for him——"

The school’s commander-in-chief, a top celebrity chef nicknamed the ‘Eating Demon King’, waved his kimono sleeves and spoke in an unquestionable tone:

"I decided to disembowel the 100-year-old white sturgeon today to retrieve the eggs!"

Xia Yan's research room and the corridor outside were obviously silent for two or three minutes.

Miyazato Takao, a gastronomic natural history professor, hesitated and said: "Would it be possible to treat 'treasure-level ingredients' so carelessly..."

Roland Chapel, on the other hand, glanced at the place where he was.

It's not a conference room.

But in the private room of a student, an "assistant".

Dojima Gin hurriedly summoned them here, there must be deep meaning.

Thinking of this, Roland Chapel became curious: "Commander, you have never been impetuous or restless. Now you suddenly decided to deal with the centenary paddlefish. Have you found the key to open the 'treasure box'?"

"Yes, it is the answer and the key -"

As he said this, under the astonished and extremely wonderful expressions of everyone.

Nakiri Senzaemon slowly raised a hand and pointed directly at the young "assistant" standing with a cross sword.

"He holds the key."

"To be precise, he is the crucial key!"

Everyone: "..."

Si Yingshi, who had just arrived and was out of breath, happened to witness this wonderful episode, and his mouth inevitably opened to the maximum:

"?_?!"

The whole person seemed to have turned into a thick question mark.

But Xia Yan, who was directly named by the commander-in-chief, was just stunned for two or three seconds, and then he showed a calm smile that said, "The plot is really going to be like this": "Commander, I have to say, you are really a man of great courage. People!”

"As expected of the principal who declared at the opening ceremony yesterday that to survive in Totsuki, one must show 'vigor'! I am deeply shocked by your courage!"

The student who heard his name made such a statement.

Dojima Gin couldn't help but touch his head, dumbfounded.

"Has the world changed?"

Yukihira Joichiro felt the same way and said, "Sir, times have really changed. Children today are so confident."

"When I was in high school, in Yuanyue, every time I met the commander-in-chief, I would stay away from him, lest he be invited to his home for tea, and he would ask me to present a dish suitable for the occasion."

Of course, even Nakiri Senzaemon himself, with his deep face, twitched in response to Xia Yan's answer.

like.

Something is wrong.

An old man and a young man met in mid-air.

Faintly aware of the eagerness to try that he tried to hide in the young man's eyes, Senzaemon remained silent for a long time.

Total feeling.

He plunged into a spider web that had been woven for a long time and stepped on a trap.

It felt like I had taken the initiative to throw the meat buns at the hungry wolves.

…

An underground warehouse where large paddlefish are kept.

"Click!"

Everyone moved here, Dojima Ginichi turned on the switch, and the place was instantly brightly lit.

Except for Xia Yan and Senzaemon, everyone else found a place to stand and watched as the old man and the young man walked almost side by side to the pool.

One sentence after another, the conversation fell clearly on everyone's ears:

"You see, this hundred-year-old white sturgeon, its length and weight are far ahead of the average of the group, but these are not important. The reason why it is treasure-level is because of the alienated fish eggs in its body. .”

"Um."

"Studies have shown that if the eggs cannot be removed before the paddlefish's nerve reflexes and before it feels pain and danger and produces a stress response, then the 'open-section egg retrieval' will completely fail and both eggs will be lost."

"Um."

After saying a few words, I found that the answers next to me were neither salty nor bland.

Senzaemon glanced sideways and saw Xia Yan taking it seriously, putting his hand on his chin and staring closely at the huge fish figure in the pond. It seemed to be an illusion. The white light cast by the lamp above his head made the young man's eyes tremble. Shiny look.

Seeing this, the academy commander opened his mouth, but he could only swallow back the words he wanted to repeat.

But his heart was still hanging tight.

"Do you need any tools?"

Finally, after hearing this sentence, the student turned around and asked seriously: "Is there a very sharp long knife? To deal with a large paddlefish of this size, first of all, the blade must not be short, and secondly, it must be sharp enough! The sharper, the better. good!"

Nakiri Senzaemon smiled when he heard this.

"A sharp knife?"

He immediately turned his head and told his granddaughter Erina: "Go home and get the Nakiri family's sword."

cough.

Seeing the girl leave in a hurry, Xia Yan felt a little embarrassed: "I have a small request. I would like to drink a glass of water."

Senzaemon: "..."

"Give!"

But it was Dojima Gin who personally brought him a glass of water using a disposable paper cup, and then took advantage of the situation to pull Xia Yan a few steps away and went to the corner of the pool to whisper.