For a moment, he realized what it took to be called a genius.
The so-called Tiancheng's talent was to describe this terrible essence and talent that no one could imitate or touch.
Just holding the knife, without anything else, made people experience the fear of cattle and sheep waiting to be slaughtered.
He finally understood how the three corpses in the lounge were created, and the strange eyes that those people looked at him with were clearly directed at Luo Xian next to him.
As for himself, he sat beside the sleeping Godzilla for a full hour.
He spent 3,600 seconds hovering on the edge of death.
Huai Shi swallowed his saliva, reluctantly withdrew his gaze, and focused on moving out all the tools that Crow prepared for him from his toolbox.
Strainer, measuring cup, reactor, strainer, dropper, syringe.
Then came the big items.
A small water bath pot, a light alchemy centrifuge, a complete set of extraction and purification equipment, and a thermos full of liquid ammonia.
And a series of fragmented raw materials.
These were the kitchen utensils he had to rely on.
Compared to kitchen utensils, they were more like alchemy equipment.
"What kind of chef is this!" A man next to him, wearing a tattered cloak and with a face full of ulcers, looked up and couldn't help but sneer.
"With so much equipment, are you here to perform acrobatics or to cook?"
He coldly glanced at Huai Shi, "Do you think the judges haven't seen alchemy before?"
For a moment, even the judges on the judging panel couldn't help but frown.
Huai Shi opened the material box provided by the organizer, pulled out a three-meter-long squid covered with barbs, and smashed it on the table.
Hearing his words, he raised his eyes and glanced over.
"Don't be surprised." He raised his middle finger and asked, "Have you heard of 'molecular cuisine'?"
"…"
For a moment, not only him and the judges, but even the audience was stunned.
What the hell molecular cuisine?
How fresh!
For so many years in the dark cuisine world, there were all kinds of cuisines, but this was the first time someone wanted to create a molecular cuisine.
Even the skeptic opened his mouth in shock, and a piece of the ulcers used for disguise on his face almost fell off. He immediately reacted and put the disguise on his face again. He just sneered and looked away.
The competition continued.
But today's competition was completely different from the previous one.
Not only the atmosphere, but also the ingredients and the cooking methods of other chefs.
There was no need to distinguish at all. When Huai Shi cut open the squid, he found that there was basically no place on this thing that a normal person could eat.
Even with his beginner level of alchemy, he was able to determine that every part of this thing carried a deadly poison.
There were also the cooking methods of other chefs, the strange condiments, and the pungent smell rising from the pot.
The rising flames illuminated the sinister grins on their faces.
Rather than saying that they were cooking something unpalatable, it was better to say that they were thinking about how to poison the food!
Only Luo Xian was cutting vegetables, heating the pot, and then cutting the pickled vegetables. It seemed that she was really preparing to make a pot of … pickled fish?
Although she was looking left and right, Huai Shi's movements didn't stop at all. She grabbed the kitchen knife with both hands and dug out the squid's innards. After a series of crackling sounds, she cut the squid into pieces.
Then, he suddenly heard the sound of wind in his ear.
Without hesitation.
Huai Shi raised the knife in his hand and slashed forward.
When the barb that flew over was cut down, he raised his head and looked at the source of the barb — the man with the ulcers.
He was holding a fish full of barbs and looked at Huai Shi innocently, "Sorry, it was a mistake, are you okay?"
"Ah, I'm fine."
Huai Shi grinned, "It was a mistake."
His hands did not stop moving. He directly picked up a pair of pliers and stabbed it into the material box. He pulled out a strange water snake and slammed it on the chopping board. As he spoke, the knife fell and chopped off the snake's head.
The strange snake's head flew up, still hissing and spitting out its poisonous tongue, opening its mouth to bite.
Coincidentally, it flew in the direction of the man with the ulcers.
"Ah, my hand slipped …"
In Huai Shi's apologetic voice, the man with the ulcers dodged in a panic. The snake's head drew an arc in the air and fell into his boiling soup pot.
A foul stench immediately rose from the milky bone broth.
All his previous efforts were wasted.
The man with the ulcers' expression suddenly twisted, as if he wanted to attack, but he did not pounce. His expression only twitched, and he retracted his gaze.
Obviously, under the eyes of the judges, the interference between the contestants was regarded as permitted behavior. It was better to say that the audience was happy to watch the contestants secretly fight to the death.
But directly attacking the contestants was against the rules.
Huai Shi raised his eyebrows. He felt that he had understood something, but he did not say anything. He continued to concentrate on preparing his work.
After the squid was processed, the next step was the chili.
He directly chose the devil pepper from America from the materials provided by the organizer. It was said that at the border, there were really border mutants who would grow this kind of spicy chili.
And the one provided by the organizer was undoubtedly the best among them.
Huai Shi chopped down with the knife and was already in tears.
The choking and horrible smell spread in an instant, almost covering the entire arena. Everyone was shrouded in this horrible burning smell.
After a while of chopping, Huai Shi quickly put this thing into a bag and sealed it.
Next was ginger, pepper … Pile after pile of heavy things were poured into the basin. The whole basin instantly became a small hell, with all kinds of uncomfortable colors.
The contestants next to him were already dumbfounded.
What the f * ck molecular cuisine … This is molecular Sichuan cuisine!
At this moment, Huai Shi's vision suddenly turned black. He felt that it was difficult to breathe, and he coughed violently.
A sour and bitter smell suddenly surged in the air, spreading in all directions. Everywhere it passed, the movements of all the contestants suddenly became sluggish, and they felt their consciousness gradually become dizzy and absent-minded.
It's poisonous!
When Huai Shi abruptly raised her head, she saw the man with the rotten face sneering at her, as well as the strange soup in the boiling iron pot in front of him.
The horrible smell comparable to poisonous gas spread out from it. Not to mention how horrible the soup was, just the residual poison was enough to make several contestants fall down quickly, foaming at the mouth.
Soon, they were dragged down because they lost the ability to compete.
In an instant, the number of contestants decreased by more than half.
Only six contestants were left.
"Sorry, the smell seems a bit strong." The rotten man scooped up a spoonful of soup with a soup spoon, and carefully sniffed at the tip of his nose. He raised his head and revealed a mocking smile, "It didn't cause any disturbance to you, did it?"
"No, no."
Huai Shi was still smiling. Although it was covered by the mask, there was no blame or dissatisfaction in his eyes, "Later on, the smell here may be a bit stronger … Please forgive me."
With that, he reached out and took out an injection gun from his pocket.
He aimed it at his neck and pulled the trigger.
In an instant, the strong antidote was injected into the artery, and it instantly circulated throughout his body.
Looking at his stubborn appearance, the rotten man snorted and withdrew his gaze. He wanted to see how long Huai Shi could last in his poisonous fog.
Boom!
Just in front of him, the stove in front of Wild Hunt suddenly spewed out a burst of fire, and countless flies flew out, turning into a black cloud and spreading out.
Immediately after, another contestant opened the lid of his own pot, and countless screaming spirits came out of it, crazily pouncing in all directions …
With the rotten man taking the lead, the whole arena instantly fell into chaos.
The audience, on the other hand, shouted excitedly, cheering for the contestants they were optimistic about. They couldn't wait for someone to immediately pull out a knife and chop the others to death.
In the chaotic struggle, Huai Shi seemed to be uninvolved. The fire of calamity flashed on the kitchen knife, and after killing the flies, ghosts, phantoms, and other ghosts that flew over, he threw the kitchen knife aside and focused on stirring the spices that he had chopped.
Soon, he put the evenly mixed spices on the stove.
A trace of alchemy fire flowed out from his fingertips and quietly mixed into the blue flame. Then, Huai Shi threw down the kitchen knife and stretched out his hand.
The moment the cross spear appeared, Luo Xian seemed to be aware of it. She raised her head and looked at Huai Shi, the corners of her eyes slightly raised.
The shadow of the spear blade was hidden under Huai Shi's palm.
On the blade of the spear that was only partially materialized, streams of sticky dragon blood dripped down and disappeared into the spices, blossoming into pure white iris flowers silently.
But then, the iris flowers were also cut into pieces.
They merged into the spices, and with Huai Shi's stirring, they gradually disappeared.
Only the fragrant aroma, under the stimulation of the alchemy fire, spread out bit by bit, quietly seeping into the noisy arena at this moment and spreading to the surroundings.
Was it fun to use AOE?
Huai Shi smiled. Now, it was his turn.
He increased the firepower in his hand, urging more of the flower fragrance in the dragon blood. The sweet flower fragrance was so conspicuous among the countless stenches and pungent smells. When the sweet fragrance bloomed at the tip of the nose, all the contestants were stunned.
Immediately, they felt an irresistible tiredness and sleepiness emerge from their bodies.
Especially the rotten man who was taken care of by Huai Shi.
Eighty percent of the fragrance floated to his place under his secret instigation. He staggered, and his whole body lay on the stove, twitching with difficulty. Half of his face was burned by the fire, and it was incomparably hideous.
When he turned his head with difficulty, he saw a pink pig mask smiling at him.
"Are you not feeling well?"
Huai Shi looked at him with concern, "Remember to see a doctor."
After the burned ulcers peeled off, what was revealed was actually white skin and a beautiful side profile … Aware that her disguise was broken, she awkwardly climbed up from the stove and pulled up a tattered cloak to cover her face.
Her eyes were full of coldness and anger when she looked at Huai Shi.
"Not bad, auntie."
Huai Shi whistled, "Your skin is so well maintained, you don't look like you're in your forties at all …"
Bang!
It was impossible to distinguish the sound of teeth grinding, or the sound of a kitchen knife being crushed.
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