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Home > Fantasy > Apocalyptic Forecast > Chapter 642

Chapter 642

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As for whether it was exciting or not.

To be honest, it was indeed exciting.

Huai Shi panicked at the thought of a little ghost-like translucent shadow running around his bedroom when he fell asleep in the middle of the night.

It was like running to the wrong place.

He had always felt that this world was very fantastical, but he didn't expect that it had already developed into a suspense and horror genre.

How could someone insert a surveillance camera in his heart when he was already in Yingzhou?

Twenty-four hours of in-depth monitoring.

Huai Shi felt his heart twitch at the thought of a black-hearted bad thing staring at his back and wallet at all times. He couldn't help but tremble with anger. When would the tool stand up …

Huai Shi habitually finished a set of martial arts and was about to add a few more words when he heard a knock on the door.

He hung up the phone in Tongi's unreliable blessing.

Ten seconds later, Miss Huai Zhi opened the door with a melancholy expression and stared at the servant in front of her. The servant who came to the door felt a chill in his heart when he saw her gaze.

He didn't know whether it was good or bad news.

Huai Zhi Motoko's second Chef Demon Duel began.

In these two days, the first round of the Chef Demon Duel was not even halfway done, but the second round came so suddenly. The host of the Rijian Family didn't hide the reason and told Zhen Xi and Huai Zhi Motoko bluntly. Someone had issued a challenge to them. They could accept it, and the loser would naturally leave. If they didn't accept it, nothing would happen.

As for the party who proposed the challenge, if they lost, they would have to pay not only their candidate spot, but also a valuable bet.

Although Huai Shi didn't care about this money, he still chose to accept it after looking at Zhen Xi's shining eyes.

Huai Shi could more or less guess the opponent's plan.

It was nothing more than sending a pawn to test the waters and see the level of Huai Zhisu Zi.

The skills she was most proficient in, her school, and … her weakness.

Among all the Chef Demons, only Huai Zhi Motoko was the most mysterious. She even shook a glass of ice water from the beginning to the end. In the end, she relied on a glass of cold water to defeat the seeded contestant, Shen Jinqing.

This scene was too bizarre. Many people felt a chill run down their spines.

He wanted to know her true level.

Huai Shi was very calm about this.

Because he didn't have any real skills at all.

As long as he didn't encounter the most troublesome Cooking Demon in his perception, he could fight as he pleased.

This kind of person who was sent to test Huai Chi could only be used as cannon fodder and vanguard. Huai Shi didn't even need to do anything. She could exhaust the other party to death by eating.

At the same time, he could gain some experience points.

And there was money to be made.

In fact, was there anything better than this?

Unless the other party doubled the amount, Huai Shi felt that there was nothing left. It was a pity that he hadn't realized this earlier. Otherwise, he could have eaten a few more meals from Shen Jinqing.

With a calm heart, Huai Shi quietly spent the short time before the match.

To be on the safe side, after making some preparations, he walked into the huge underground square with Shin under the lead of the servant.

The atmosphere was still strange.

The previous Cooking Demon duel seemed to have just ended. The rich and suffocating aroma of meat enveloped the entire square. Just smelling it made people dizzy.

"Miss Huai Shi, you're late. You missed the most exciting part."

The Cooking Demon Vladimir, whose body was covered in tattoos and was as tall and sturdy as a bear, greeted her warmly, as if they were really familiar with each other.

Huai Shi immediately looked at the square eagerly.

Did anyone make a few more servings this time? He could bring them back to appraise later …

Unfortunately, no. After all, there were very few Cooking Demons who were as magnanimous and young as Ju Zhijian. Now, every one of them in the square hid themselves well. Unless it was necessary, they wouldn't reveal anything.

And when they learned that Huai Shi Suko was about to enter the next Cooking Demon duel, everyone's eyes instantly became fervent. They hoped that she would reveal her true strength.

They didn't expect that apart from being able to eat, she was also weak, helpless, and pitiful.

In the midst of the aroma of meat, the hippie Arum put away his tools and looked back at Huai Shi, who was waiting to go on stage. He seemed to be stunned and quickly gave up his position.

His opponent, on the other hand, was carried out.

His body was purple, his lips were black, and his limbs were swollen … It didn't look like he was poisoned.

The moment he brushed past the stretcher, Huai Shi raised his eyebrows slightly.

This was … rhabdomyolysis?

It seemed to be the aftereffects of explosive exercise and fitness. Because of the large amount of muscle rupture, it led to self-poisoning, as well as acute kidney failure and other symptoms.

He was all too familiar with this.

The foundation classes of the orchard gym were taught as a warning when Elder Luo was teaching the foundation of fitness. It was too rare to see a Sublimator become like this.

But what exactly did he eat to make himself like this? And it acted up so quickly …

Huai Shi smelled the meat aroma that was quickly dispersing in the air and became curious.

The central air conditioner was powerful enough. Not long after, the overly rich and uncomfortable meat aroma finally dissipated.

"Miss Huai Shi, right?"

From the entrance, a fat man walked out.

His appearance was very proper. His two tufts of mustache were carefully groomed. He wore a white chef's suit and a rather traditional tall hat on his head.

It seemed like he hadn't had a good rest for a long time. His eyes were dark and swollen. When he looked at Huai Shi's face, he couldn't help but chuckle.

As if he was concerned, he asked, "I heard it was very lively last night. Did you have a good rest? Can you continue the duel?"

"Before you care about others, shouldn't you first solve your kidney problem?"

Huai Shi calmly asked back. He pulled out a chair and sat behind the kitchen counter, "I'm curious. Who instigated you to start this duel … Did you realize that you were too brave?"

"Miss Huai Shi, you are the peak, mysterious and terrifying. But there has to be an explorer to take the initiative to challenge, right?"

The fat man with a Roman accent grinned, "I forgot to introduce myself. Just call me Enrico. Enrico Saragate. Although I'm just a nameless soldier, we are now standing on the same battlefield. Please don't take pity on me. Use your full strength and mercilessly defeat me! "

Even with such a humble tone, he couldn't hide the malice behind his words. When he narrowed his small eyes and looked at Huai Shi, he didn't hide his obscenity.

He was salivating.

In the stands, Arum was stunned for a moment. He raised his eyes and looked at the fat man.

"Enrico? How did this guy get so fat? "

The hippie chef pinched his chin and sighed, "This is interesting. Maybe that guy is Miss Huai Shi's most troublesome enemy."

"You said he's that 'Stinky Glue' from the Sicilian region?" Vladimir frowned, "How did that guy appear here?"

Enrico Saragate … Even among the chef, he was an existence with a bad reputation.

In addition to his unpleasant cooking skills, he was also extremely tenacious and could be called a pestering style. It was said that as long as one was targeted by him, it would be like a stinky glue stuck to one's hand. It couldn't be pulled apart, cut off, or removed. It was like a maggot in one's bones.

Relying on his extraordinary recovery ability and the help of a large number of forbidden drugs, he obtained an earthworm-like vitality and strong abyssal resistance. Thus, he began his annoying career as a chef.

According to records, he once challenged the same opponent more than 40 times in a year. He would continue to pester until he won. And once he won, all of his reputation, achievements, and efforts would be trampled under that guy's feet.

In order to make his opponent as depressed as possible, he didn't hesitate to use public opinion, blackmail, intimidation, kidnapping, poisoning his opponent's restaurant, and other tricks. He even changed his appearance to steal his opponent's skills.

His reputation became worse and worse, but this growing hatred and resentment also made him stronger and stronger.

Like a ghoul, he devoured the corpses of his opponents and grew to his current level.

He was indeed standing in the same place as Huai Shi Suko.

Not only were they on the same battlefield, but they also had the same advantages. That abnormal vitality was like that of a bug. It had a strong resistance to poison and was good at cutting off its tail to survive.

"In order to participate in this duel, it seems that guy made a lot of preparations. He quickly gained more than 90 kilograms." Arum intentionally or unintentionally raised his voice. "According to his unique detoxification method, with so much fat, it seems that it's enough to eliminate the poison that can kill at least a few thousand people. How amazing."

He didn't care if his voice was heard by others. Even … Arum intentionally leaked the information to Huai Shi.

Any chef present only had a strong sense of disgust for a guy like Enrico. It was as if they saw a fly flying around in their own kitchen.

They wanted to slap him to death.

Even if they were eager to know Huai Shi Suko's true level, they still didn't want to stand on that guy's side.

"Yes, yes, that's right. That's it."

Enrico wasn't angry at all as he laughed out loud. His fat jiggled as he said, "Poison and whatnot are of no use to me. Even if you insist on fighting me, I will still stand here for three rounds. Miss Huai Shi Suko, don't have the naive idea of a quick battle. "

Huai Shi couldn't help but sigh. "It seems that you're not an ordinary loathsome person."

"Isn't this your love for me?"

Enrico placed the huge toolbox beside him. He still had that unpleasant smile on his face as he looked at his opponent. His eyes were watery as he said, "Can we start now? Miss Suko? I can't wait to have intimate contact with you. Hehe … That's right, you know, you're my type. It's a pity … "

He glanced at Huai Shi Suko's chest. "It's a pity."

Huai Shi sighed and looked up at the high platform.

"I say, is there a rule against sexual harassment in a chef's duel?"

The high platform was silent. There was no response.

Obviously, there was no such rule …

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