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Chapter 672

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"This is really amazing. The finesse is even above mine … It's not inferior to the highest grade of alchemy furnace, right?"

Vladimir leaned closer and sighed, "As expected, Miss Huai Zhi is a strong enemy who is beyond my expectations … If that's the case, it doesn't matter even if the plan is changed. It's really satisfying, really satisfying!"

He chattered endlessly, talking to himself, talking to himself.

It was as if he was a person living in his own world.

He didn't care whether others could understand him or not, nor did he care what others thought of him.

Vladimir reached out and took out a specially made material box from under the table. He placed it on the cooking table and raised his head to ask, "I know that Miss Huai Zhi has the habit of cooking later. So, it's okay for me to prepare the ingredients a little before the competition starts, right?"

In the material box that was opened a little, wisps of cold white mist kept rising.

There was no doubt that it was the extreme cold that was artificially simulated.

A whole piece of thick ice, as if it had been dug out from under some layer of ice, was suffused with a faint blue light. One of the thick hind legs was revealed. It had a beautiful cross-section, and the texture of the meat could be clearly seen.

But the problem was … the meat of the hind leg that occupied the entire inside of the ice was actually half the size of the table … What kind of animal's leg could be so thick?

It didn't have any deep sedimentation or the aura of hell.

Any culinary demon could tell that it was a creature that was born and raised in the Present Realm.

And the outermost part of the fur with thick gray hair looked strangely familiar. He couldn't think of where he had seen it before.

Raising his hand axe, Vladimir roughly tore apart the ice on the cooking table. He shoveled away the irrelevant corners, and delicately tore apart the flesh of the hind leg that had already been embedded … No, it had already fused with the entire ice block.

He reached out and scraped out a trace of scarlet blood powder. He put it into his mouth, tasted it slightly, and nodded in satisfaction.

"To be honest, what I'm really good at is actually steak, but real steak doesn't need such complicated tools. It only needs a red-hot stone and a piece of meat. I don't even need to care about the type of meat … After all, in prison, having rats to eat is already a happy enough thing.

"However, for such a precious ingredient, it must be cooked in the most serious way."

The corners of Huai Shi's eyes twitched as he finally guessed something.

"This is … an elephant?"

Vladimir froze on the spot and looked at the woman in disbelief. He was stunned … Then, he said seriously, "Elephants are protected animals, Miss Huai Zhi!"

“???”

What the hell?

A hundred thousand question marks rose from Huai Shi's head.

What did you say?

"Today, there are less than 400,000 elephants left in the world. Due to the destruction of vegetation and changes in the environment, the number of elephants is decreasing every year. Even so, there are still poachers who constantly attack these pitiful creatures for their ivory products … It's already hard enough for them to survive, so why eat them? "

Vladimir said righteously, "Every year, the African Rare Animal Protection Association will put in a lot of effort and cost to help this poor species continue to exist. Even if it's someone who has nothing to do with animal protection, you shouldn't think about eating it!"

"…"

The corners of Huai Shi's mouth twitched violently, and his entire body went numb.

The first time he was taught by Chef Demon … was about animal protection? Amazing! What kind of f * cking Chef Demon are you! Also, you're really an animal conservationist!

It was as if he saw the light of the Holy Mother shining on the earth.

This muscular guy with tattoos all over his body was emitting a loving light, which made Huai Shi a little unbearable.

I don't want a male mother …

"Okay, stop talking."

Huai Shi covered his face and pointed at the hind leg meat on his cooking table. "Then what is this?"

"Then, please allow me to introduce to you. I specially prepared and brought it for this Chef Demon duel. It's a rare treasure mined from the deepest part of the ice field in my hometown. It's one of the few wonderful ingredients in the world!"

Vladimir spread out his hands and announced loudly, "

"— — Мамонт!"

"Wait …"

Huai Shi raised his hand, took out his phone, opened the translation software, and pointed it at him. "Say it again."

"Мамонт."

On the screen, the translation software quickly came up with a result.

Мамонт was a Russian word that was used to refer to 'things that lurked underground' in the early days. Nowadays, it was usually used to refer to a species of elephant-like creature that had gone extinct eleven thousand years ago. In other words ….

It was as if there was a loud and clear cry in his mind. In an instant, amidst the illusory wind and snow that pounced on his face, a giant mammoth that was as tall as a mountain walked out. Its huge teeth were pointed at the sky, sharp as knives.

When it took a step, the earth shook. The overlord of the ice field walked on its own territory, and a loud rumble sounded.

— — Mammoth!

Huai Shi felt as if he had been struck by lightning, and he almost roared, "Isn't this a f * cking rare animal!"

"It doesn't count if it's already dead." Vladimir shrugged and spread his hands. "Besides, I've already used the most solemn etiquette to entertain it. I believe that even if it knows, it will understand and thank me."

Yes, the mammoth will thank your eight generations of ancestors …

Why can't rare animals be eaten, but extinct species don't matter!

The standards of animal protectors are so f * cking strange!

Wait, if it's true, that means … Huai Shi lowered his head and looked at the huge piece of meat in front of him. He frowned. In front of him was epic-level zombie meat that had been preserved under the ice for more than ten thousand years!

Can this thing really be eaten?!

However, under Vladimir's treatment, the huge piece of meat slowly returned to its former softness, without any signs of decay or decay.

Then, under the strong pressure and kneading of his ten fingers, he forcefully marinated it in the sauce. There was a thick smell that he had never felt before.

It was the most simple and traditional meat fragrance. At the same time, it was also a fragment of the past that had been passed down for eleven thousand years.

It was completely unimaginable that mammoth meat could be eaten under the cooking demon's treatment. It was so well-preserved that it could even be eaten!

This fantastical scene that assaulted his senses …

Just thinking about how such a thing would be placed on a barbecue grill, Huai Shi could hear the wails of the group of paleontologists.

But what did this have to do with the cold and heartless Miss Paper?

Just by smelling the fragrance in the air, he was able to understand one thing that could not be doubted.

That was really a good piece of meat …

The feeling of uneasiness grew stronger and stronger.

In the silence, he frowned and looked at the stage.

There was no movement behind the curtains.

Why hadn't they announced the start of the competition?

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At the edge of the arena, in the stands.

Zhen Xi heard a voice coming from beside her.

"Can I sit here?"

She was stunned for a moment and looked up in surprise. Only then did she see the figure standing beside her. The words and the tone were familiar, but the person who came was completely different.

"Cousin … Hu Po?"

After hesitating for a moment, she slowly nodded. "Please sit."

"Thank you."

Hu Po smiled reservedly and sat on the chair beside her. "If I remember correctly, this should be our first official meeting, right?"

"… Yes."

Zhen Xi shrunk her neck and nodded uneasily. She did not know why this distant cousin of hers had come to find her.

"Actually, this is not the first time. We met before when you were young, but a two or three year old child does not remember things. I'm afraid you have already forgotten."

She turned around and looked at Zhen Xi. She nodded. "You seem to be doing well."

"Yes."

Zhen Xi nodded again. She did not know what to say.

"Don't worry, I can understand your uneasiness. I just came to take a look."

Hu Po laughed softly. "That old bastard's movements are too big. I'm afraid there will be people who will do something desperate … Be careful for the next two days. If possible, stick close to Huai … Paper. No matter how chaotic it is, nothing will happen to you."

Zhen Xi nodded as if she understood.

Hu Po nodded and slowly stood up. Just as she was about to leave, she heard an unhappy voice coming from the stands.

"What is going on?"

The eunuch with black teeth roared angrily. "Is the Rijian clan so negligent now? They actually made the High Emperor's envoy wait for so long? Where is Qujiang? Have Qujiang come see me! "

"No need, Qujiang will not come today."

A familiar and cold voice came from behind the curtains of the higher-ups.

He said, "The competition has begun, everyone."

"From now on …"

In that instant, the earth rumbled.

The sound of waves came from afar. Amidst the rumbling, a thick blood red color appeared in every inch of the air. It turned into a glass-like color that illuminated everything, as if it wanted to cover everything.

A sudden change occurred!

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"Sir Ashikaga, Elder Qujiang has already agreed to your request."

An hour ago, Jiu Jing was kneeling outside the door and respectfully reported. "Before the Chef and Demon Duel ends, you may visit the Eighth Room at any time."

"Oh? Why did he suddenly change his mind? "

Behind the paper door, Ashikaga Nakahiro was sitting upright. He tapped the fan in his hand. "Switching from arrogance to deference, this is not Elder Qujiang's style."

"He is an old man after all. He has already fallen behind the times and does not know the heavens. After this one's persuasion, he has already changed. I ask that sir be magnanimous. "

Ashikaga Nakahiro narrowed his eyes and suddenly said, "Since that is the case, how about you send the Eighth Room over? This one only needs to appreciate it for a few days and I will return it to you. "

Riken Jiu Jing frowned and his voice became serious. "The family's treasure cannot be touched lightly. Sir, your words are too disrespectful, please forgive me for not being able to convey it."

"Don't be angry, it was a slip of the tongue. Jiu Jing, please do not take offense to an old man like me."

Ashikaga Nakahiro's tone became warm, as if all his previous suspicions had disappeared. He pushed open the paper door and apologized without any arrogance. "This old man was rude before. This kind of excessive request, I will not mention it again."

"No, this one was too agitated, please forgive me."

Riken Jiu Jing bowed and sat down to apologize.

"You and I do not need to be so distant, please get up." Ashikaga Nakahiro smiled and helped him up. He suddenly said, "Since this is the case, this old man is already impatient. Can you let me feast my eyes now?"

His intentions were as clear as day.

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