Most of the time, other than harming people, the services provided by the cooking demons were to slowly recuperate and heal the sublimator themselves through abyss cuisine.
They could even use the cooking demons' food to change their physique and temporarily obtain some adaptability or overcome some shortcomings.
It was said that in the past, there were seriously injured people who went to the cooking demons for help. Some cooking demons simply boiled a pot of water and threw the person in, sprinkling some seasoning. When the soup was ready, the person was almost healed.
Although the person was cooked, it was still better than dying.
Similarly, there were many ways to harm people, and it was not necessary to rely on the cooking demons' skills.
This profession was not directly related to one's combat power. In fact, the Hell Music Association was the same.
Everyone was cultured, especially the disaster musicians, who walked the path of the upper class of the abyss. Those who were more developed easily had a lot of contact information of the crowns in their hands. Most problems could be solved by finding a place to ask for help.
And the only ones who could directly use the cooking demons' skills to cause harm to people were the bartenders.
The reason was very simple. Compared to dishes, alcohol was very easy to carry, and it was not easy to spoil. Something that could be packed in a few bottles was definitely easier to carry than a lunch box.
The hell disaster refined and mixed by the cooking demons was placed in the alcohol, hidden in the copper bottle like a sealed demon.
It was also very simple to use. There was no need to open the bottle, just throw it on the ground and it was done.
There was no need to eat. It only needed to have the most basic breathing for it to work.
Using the evaporation characteristics of alcohol itself, after sufficiently intensifying the medium, it could even create an 'incense' aura that could affect a large area.
According to the immunity medicine swallowed in advance, it was easy to give a large-scale blessing or create a poisonous fog that was difficult to breathe.
Not to mention intensifying the medicinal alcohol on the spot for treatment, or using different curses, restraints, and guidance according to the alcohol they carried with them … It was simply an all-round support and output, and could be called a combat demon among the cooking demons.
To be able to protect oneself in an instantaneous and ever-changing battle, and to be able to calmly observe the situation and make the most suitable cocktail. It was not only a test of reflex speed, mentality, experience, and courage, but more importantly, talent.
A person with such qualities, even if he did not become a cooking demon, would have a bright future in other professions.
To be able to become a registered bartender certified by the Cooking Demon Competition's organizing committee, such an opponent could not be underestimated.
After pondering for a moment, Huai Shi took out his original mobile phone, adjusted it to border communication, and made a call.
White Mountain Pavilion.
"Hello? Mr. Long Shan Fang? How have you been? Ah, everything is fine here. Thank you for your concern. Well, it's nothing. I just got a ticket. It's good to teach students in the Ivory Tower. There's no need to get involved in other things. "
After a short exchange of greetings, he said, "Although it's a bit abrupt, I would like to ask you about what you told me before. Yes, the date of release should be in the next few days, right?
Aiya, that's great. Is it convenient for you to spare some for me? Thank you very much then … What are you talking about? I'm only providing a tiny bit of information. I'll have to rely on the Daitengu's miraculous hands for the majority of the information. "
He nodded repeatedly and finally said, "Then, please help me send it to Yingzhou. The address is in Nara … Motoko Kaori? Have you heard of it? Yes, yes, I sold it to her. Aiya, I didn't expect you to be so well-informed … You're actually a rising star? That sounds amazing … Yes, it has something to do with me. After all, I'm just a student. I don't know about anything else. I'm just doing what a teacher can. "
After another exchange of greetings, he hung up the phone.
Huai Shi heaved a sigh of relief.
He finally caught up with this wave.
At the same time, he was pleasantly surprised that Motoko Kaori's reputation was no longer limited to Nara. Even Mount Tengou, an important sacred ground in Yingzhou's culinary and demon world, had heard of her.
Although it wasn't to the extent where everyone from Earth to Hell knew of her, she could be considered a little famous, right?
Huai Shi rubbed his chin and began to ponder.
After the Culinary Demon Tournament ended, he would go somewhere to get some correction points or distortion points. After completing this puppet, he could prepare for the Great Si Ming's transformation ceremony!
Shadow Burial's counterpart was Yang Sheng.
Young Si Ming was supposed to symbolize growth, but his talent was to be buried in the sacred ground. On the other hand, Tian Ming was the reaper of death. What he possessed was the purest power …
This kind of contradiction and contrast was really a little confusing.
However, since he had already been arranged, he might as well be clear about it. Huai Shi couldn't be bothered to think too much and immersed himself in the preparation for the Culinary Demon Tournament.
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Time passed in a flash. In the blink of an eye, it was night time.
It was still the familiar underground square and the familiar audience.
On the high platform, after the minister behind the curtain recited the words that no one cared about, the bell rang.
Huai Shi finally met his opponent this time.
The bartender.
— — Elisha Francisco.
She looked different from the serious look in the photo. She looked like a blonde woman with an unusually bright smile. She gave off a reassuring aura.
After scrutinizing Miss Motoko Kaori for a moment, she carried her toolbox and bypassed the table that was arranged for her. She went straight ahead and put down her toolbox opposite Huai Shi's table.
She didn't plan to leave.
Meeting Huai Shi's confused gaze, she smiled. "I'm used to mixing drinks face to face with the customers. You don't mind if I disturb you, right?"
"It's okay. I brought some good wine today."
Huai Shi shook his head, opened the ice-covered fresh-keeping box beside him, and took out an unlabeled sake bottle.
The heavy gray wine bottle was filled with viscous wine. With a slight shake, it produced layers of ripples.
Through the blurry glass surface, a vague illusion evolved.
Even though it was sealed tightly, the moment it was seen, one could still smell the clear and cold fragrance of the wine.
Elisha raised her eyebrows slightly, as if she hadn't expected such a development.
"Oh? You want to compete with the bartender with wine? " She chuckled softly and didn't mock Huai Shi for overestimating himself. She just reminded him, "I've seen the competition a few days ago. Don't tell me it's still water cutting? I like a strong taste. If the alcohol content is too low, it can't satisfy a drunkard like me. "
"Don't worry. I won't embarrass myself in front of an expert with mediocre skills." Huai Shi shrugged indifferently, "Besides, isn't it the bartender who laughs the happiest when hearing water cutting?"
"If you do water cutting too much, you'll feel annoyed. Besides, there's no technical content. If you really want to mix water, there are countless ways. How can it be so simple?"
Elisha shook her head and looked around at the surrounding environment and the audience. She seemed helpless, "Although as a feminist, I don't like to perform this kind of gladiatorial performance with another woman, I can't help it. I've accepted the money."
"It doesn't matter. I won't lose when it comes to fist techniques."
Miss Huai Shi smiled and didn't care about this.
He looked around his cooking table and looked down at Elisha's toolbox,
"However, can such a small box hold anything?"
It was true that the toolbox was already the size of a standard suitcase, but it was still too small for the requirements of a bartender.
Not to mention how much wine it could hold, it was enough to fit an ice maker, not to mention other tools.
Even if it was absolutely enough at ordinary times, it would be too arrogant to use it in a professional duel.
"Don't worry about this. This is a good thing I bought from the Clover Workshop …"
Elisha smiled mysteriously. She raised her hand and knocked on the top of the box. The box unfolded on its own and lay flat on the ground.
Immediately afterward, the two sections of the box were pieced together, and a huge oak cabinet slowly rose from the darkness.
Huai Shi's eyes nearly popped out of her head when she saw the two-meter-tall heavy oak cabinet that had popped out of her suitcase. Not to mention, there was also a workbench that extended out from the side, as well as a variety of instruments and hidden wine that appeared as the cabinet opened up.
Within a few seconds, a standard wine cabinet and bartending workbench were placed in front of Huai Shi.
He was dumbfounded.
He pointed to the box that was still spread on the ground and pointed to the workbench.
"This … are you kidding?"
After all, he was a gold medal fighter of the Command Bureau and a hero who had been to hell. He was not a country bumpkin who had never seen anything.
Besides, he also had similar things.
But this kind of border relic that involved the scale of space, someone actually used it to make a wine cabinet and a bartending workbench? It was like a takeout in a private jet.
It was too outrageous!
"Amazing, right?"
Elisha grinned proudly and patted her butt, "Let me say it in advance. As a bartender, I still have my professionalism. I can't bear to poison a beauty like Miss Huai Zhi … Since you want to compete in wine, why don't we see who gets drunk first?
For things like wine, it's best to do what you can. If you can't hold it, you have to tell me in advance. "
"Don't worry, I will."
Huai Shi nodded.
So, a dazzling array of tools was placed on the workbench in front of him. Huai Shi had to admit that there were many things that he had never heard of, let alone seen.
He finally felt the gap between the professionals.
"What is this spring?"
"A tool for foaming in the bartending." Elisha replied kindly.
"What about this thing that looks like a shovel?"
"It's for chiseling ice. I'm actually quite old-fashioned. I'm not used to the finished products in the ice machine. I always feel that it's too industrialized. There's no technical content, and it's not as fast as me."
"Then what is this thing that looks like a pistol?"
"Uh … it's a gun."
Elisha was silent for a moment awkwardly and stuffed the thing into the drawer below, "I played with the target when I was drinking last time and forgot to put it back."
"Is it so wild to exercise after drinking?"
Huai Shi was shocked and couldn't help but sigh, "The entertainment in the archaeological team is really amazing."
Elisha's movements paused for a moment.
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