It was effortless, and he did not encounter any obstacles at all.
The distance that was difficult to cross in other people's eyes did not exist for Huai Shi. He did not even need to take a step, and the finish line came to him automatically.
They were afraid that he would be tired, afraid that he would feel bored.
They did not condescend to him at all. Instead, they came in front of him attentively like a dog and presented him with a tame delicacy.
Huai Shi's chopsticks had already landed on the pig's ear.
With a light pluck, the thick meat and cartilage fell off and landed in his hand. It was like picking a fruit from a tree. A strange fragrance assailed his nostrils. After passing through the water in the plate, it fell into his mouth.
The chewy pig's ear made crunching sounds as he chewed. The mellow and fragrant meat taste spread, filling his mouth and lungs. He felt like he was immersed in warm water, and he felt an unprecedented satisfaction.
However, he was not tired at all.
Because the clear and refreshing wine fragrance complemented the thick meat taste, sweeping away the grease that made his stomach uncomfortable. At the same time, Huai Shi's appetite was greatly stimulated.
Another mouthful …
This was really a peerless delicacy!
He had never eaten such good food, never enjoyed such honor, and never had such great power.
It was just like … just like …
Like a god!
At that moment, Huai Shi's movements paused, and a sentence suddenly appeared in his mind.
[Ergon's Brassica is not allowed, and the Emperor's Offering is not allowed. There is no way to shrink the wine, and I am the conqueror …]
The Brassica's Brassica is not paid, and the Emperor's Offering cannot be carried out. There is no material to purify the Holy Wine, so I am the conqueror.
Duke Huan is the reason for attacking Chu!
These were words that Huai Shi had never memorized with his level of education, but at this moment, they naturally appeared in his mind.
"You finally remember, Miss Huai Shi."
Guo Shouque looked down at her stunned expression, and his smile became more and more ferocious, "Brassica's Brassica is a necessary step before the Holy Wine is offered to the gods. This is a top delicacy that only demigods like the Emperor of Zhou have the right to enjoy!
Are you happy now? "
Huai Shi couldn't stop anymore.
He was eating like a madman, without the slightest elegance as he gnawed away at the specialties in front of him like a whirlwind, enjoying the endless power and the indescribably wonderful wine fragrance.
It was as if he could see himself standing high in the sky, being worshipped by millions of people.
Countless pious praises and prayers echoed in his ears.
His consciousness and voice covered the Nine Plains of the Heavens and the Nine Plains of the Earth, solemnly and majestically operating on this land.
Young Master Ming's Saint Mark was shaking violently.
The trace of divinity hidden within absorbed the solemn offerings and sacrifices, and began to grow rapidly. Some kind of cold and enormous aura rose from the depths of Huai Shi's soul, corroding it bit by bit.
Destroy his humanity.
When a divinity sprouted and grew rapidly and crossed the boundary that Huai Shi could control, it triggered a fatal loss of control. It began to turn around and dilute Huai Shi's soul and consciousness.
Eating away at humanity!
Bit by bit … turning him into the afterimage of a God!
Just like how an excessively large disaster would make people freeze, this divinity that was too heavy and beyond the limits of Huai Shi's control was about to crush him!
"Have you finally realized?"
Guo Shouque's fingers tapped on the table, looking at Huai Shi who was struggling. He smiled and told him word by word, "Miss Huai Shi, from the first time I saw you, I realized … how pure a miracle is hidden in your soul.
That strand of precious light was like the sun.
To the Cooking Demon of the Yi Ya Faction, you are the one who is truly a rare talent! “
Speaking up to here, the Cooking Demon who liked to use people as ingredients the most opened his eyes wide, unable to hide his excitement. "The Grand Prison is nothing at all, you are the work that I have spent so much effort to complete!"
In the deathly silent arena, apart from Huai Shi's labored breathing, there was no other noise.
It wasn't until now that the truth had been revealed that the sinister scheme hidden beneath this match was finally revealed.
At this moment, the two sides in the duel.
One wanted to break the balance in his opponent's body at all costs, causing the disaster to backfire and make him fall into hell.
The other person, on the other hand, wanted to put his opponent on the altar!
For humans, there was no difference between these two results.
Becoming a demon or a God, completely freezing or completely evaporating, was no different to a human's soul.
It was an unstoppable mutation.
It also represented the tragic future of losing oneself and becoming a walking corpse …
Huai Shi was very clear about this.
But he couldn't stop at all, instead … he sped up.
The solemn aura of a God descended on his soul, causing his consciousness to quickly evaporate, his memories to burn, and quickly evaporate. Everything that belonged to Huai Shi was quickly disintegrated and thinned out.
But in his soul, the pages of the Book of Destiny were constantly flipping.
It continuously maintained Huai Shi's consciousness and the integrity of all his memories. It was like a deletion and input competition. Every time a line of divinity was erased, the Book of Destiny would rewrite that line, quickly filling up Huai Shi's personality and history.
The remains of the Kingdom of Heaven firmly protected the flickering humanity like a candle in the wind, so that it would not be extinguished under the solemn divinity.
And that huge portion of divinity that had been completed was solemnly operating in Huai Shi's soul, stripping away all the weakness and emotions of a human.
In the end, what remained was an inhumanly clear piece of transparency.
Huai Shi's eyes shot out a majestic light.
There was no sadness or joy.
It was only at this moment that he realized … he had lost. Emotions?
Anger, love, sadness, compassion, and hatred …
The weapon that was sleeping in his soul had long disappeared without a trace, because its source no longer existed in Huai Shi's consciousness. At this moment, he had been sublimated into a demigod who looked down on the mortal world.
Even if it was just the moon in the mirror, a flower in the water, a prosperous bubble.
In front of him, Guo Shouque smiled benevolently, put his hands together, and offered his own praise and prayers.
It was as if he sincerely hoped that Huai Shi would be fine.
"Soon, you will be completed, Miss Huai Shi."
He was full of hope and expectation, and said gently, "When the time comes, I will offer you offerings."
But no matter how gentle his face was, it could not hide … the malevolent malice that almost filled the whole hell under that smile!
Pleasure.
Indescribable pleasure.
Schadenfreude, adding insult to injury, backstabbing, rumors, betrayal, murder, deceit … all the original darkness of human nature seemed to appear in his dark eyes at this moment, burning vigorously.
He said, "Next, it's your turn."
Huai Shi felt unprecedentedly sober.
It was as if he had drunk Crow's medicine of regret. He entered a state of mind that was even more mechanized than that, calmly facing everything in front of him.
He endured the endless devouring of divinity in the depths of his soul …
But it did not matter at all.
Even if even the impulse of desire had disappeared, there would be no change in the predetermined plan. He knew that he was walking step by step on the road to victory.
Since he had suffered an unexpected heavy blow, then in the next round, he would turn the tables around!
This round of defeat was definitely not in vain, but through the test, he had obtained valuable information from his opponent.
Huai Shi stared at the opponent in front of him and asked calmly, "Guo Shouque, you are afraid of loneliness, right?"
"Yes, yes, I am very afraid."
Guo Shouque nodded and did not hide anything. "I'm afraid that my skills will be buried in the dust, and I'm even more afraid that I will be forgotten … At my age, I should be able to see through everything, but I'm unexpectedly sinful."
The man bathed in the shadow of the abyss opened his mouth, revealing sharp teeth and a twisted smile.
"Miss Huai Shi, in order to attract attention, in order to prove my strength, in order to make myself a little less lonely, I will do anything.
To be able to detect this, your arrogant words are indeed not without purpose. Then … what is the next dish? Where did you get the recipe from, what kind of malice did you put into it, and what kind of results will it produce? "
"The next dish … Let me think. Let me have something with enough heat."
Huai Shi rolled up his sleeves and said calmly, "Give me something that can make people excited."
Just like that, a barrel full of fuel was poured into the frying pan.
The silver-white liquid was like mercury, so smooth that it could illuminate any detail on the face. In the cold light of the metal, it was impossible to see how much terrifying heat was brewing.
It was the metal fuel that had been modified and upgraded by the Grandmaster, the Wrath of Ramses that had been reborn!
Every drop was a vicious liquid fuel that could burn through bone marrow once contaminated. The heat contained in the frying pan was enough for a fighter jet to rise into the sky and carry out an attack, sweep, and cruise for a very long time.
Then, as the viscous paste flowed, pieces of heavy parts and mechanical debris fell into the frying pan. After a layer of viscous medium was hung on them, they looked presentable.
The iron that humans absolutely could not use was gently wrapped in sugar coating. When the liquid silver metal fuel began to slowly surge and gradually boil, it was thrown into the frying pan.
It ushered in refinement and rebirth.
Was this metallurgy or cooking? No one could tell the difference between the two anymore.
But when the screeching sound of metal rang out, the stunned Jiu Zhijian gritted his teeth in humiliation. His eyes widened as he stared unblinkingly at the desolate illusion rising from the frying pan.
He didn't want to admit it, but he had no choice.
This was an industrial cuisine that had already surpassed his own level and entered a completely new stage, a completely new realm, and a completely new path!
Within the cold light, a deathly silent illusion of Hell slowly appeared.
After thousands of years of decline, the Twilight Village once again revealed its crazed outline, infusing the essence of Hell into this disaster cuisine.
Guo Shouque's eyes were illuminated by the light, as if they were sparkling.
"Wonderful, wonderful … … Such a state of depravity is truly intoxicating!" He carefully observed Huai Shi's appearance and asked with a smile, "But it's just an empty shell, right? Now that you've lost all your emotions, how can you use the techniques you're most proficient at and give your Origin Substance and will to a soul? "
What would happen if he lost his emotions?
Wasn't that very simple?
In that instant, the corners of Huai Shi's mouth seemed to twitch, and a faint smile appeared on his face.
… … As long as he could recreate his emotions, wouldn't it be fine?
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