The System's serious voice rang in Bu Fang's ears. However, it was different from before.
The System's voice had become a little vague.
"What's going on?"
Bu Fang furrowed his brows.
"System … Are you short-circuiting?"
Bu Fang couldn't help but ask the System in his mind.
Rumble …
Bu Fang's spirit sea also underwent great changes. Terrible rumbling sounds kept ringing out like the roar of mountains and the roar of tsunamis.
All the Artifact Spirits were tossing and turning inside.
This strange phenomenon made Bu Fang feel a little strange. There hadn't been so many problems before.
With a thought …
Bu Fang's figure sank into the spirit sea in an instant.
The vast spirit sea, which seemed to stretch as far as the eye could see, was now surging with huge waves …
The Artifact Spirits were tossing and turning inside.
The Qilin stood in the center of the spirit sea, opening its mouth and roaring.
The seawater formed by the spirit sea kept churning.
The Gold Dragon twisted its body.
The Vermilion Bird flapped its wings and cried.
The White Tiger roared and kept jumping.
The Black Turtle also slowly floated up from the spirit sea …
What was going on?
Bu Fang was confused.
What were the Artifact Spirits doing? Were they dancing in the square?
Suddenly, Bu Fang raised his head and looked up.
There …
The pages of the God of Cooking's Menu kept turning. The true-form of the divine sense sitting cross-legged on it opened its eyes, which were like the God of Cooking's Eye, scanning the menu.
The data in the menu kept pouring into its eyes.
Bu Fang calmed down and watched quietly.
He wanted to see what was going to happen …
Bam!
Suddenly …
An explosion rang out.
Bu Fang found that his spirit sea was slowly collapsing.
"Oh?"
The true-form of the divine sense collapsed in an instant and kept scattering.
The God of Cooking's Menu was crushed to pieces.
Then, the cracks spread and gradually moved downward. Inch by inch, the spirit sea broke …
The world fell silent.
Rumble …
Bu Fang felt his vision go dark, and soon, he fell into a deep sleep. He didn't know anything.
Before falling asleep.
He could only hear the System's solemn and serious voice ringing.
"System upgrade commencing …"
…
Bu Fang didn't know how long he had slept.
He only knew that when he opened his eyes, he felt dizzy.
It was as if he had caught a bad cold.
However, this feeling shouldn't have appeared on him. Bu Fang had almost forgotten how long it had been since he had been sick.
With a thought, Zhang Xuan tried to use his Spiritual Sense.
However, he found that his body was so heavy that he couldn't move at all.
He couldn't even move a finger, and his spirit sea seemed to have fallen into a state of dead silence. There wasn't even the slightest mental fluctuation.
There was no response from the Artifact Spirit or the Divine Sense Entity.
What was going on?
Bu Fang was dumbfounded.
He had spent so much effort to return to Earth and gather the sleeping Artifact Spirits.
What was the result?
But when he returned, all the Artifact Spirits had disappeared …
Wasn't this a joke?
All his previous efforts were in vain?
What about the initiator of all this, the System?
Bu Fang struggled to get up.
He leaned back in his chair.
The sky was dark. At this moment, lying in front of the restaurant, it seemed that no one had sensed him.
Little Hu and Xiaopi were lying on his belly, staring at him with wide eyes.
Xiao Bai was in the distance, its mechanical eyes flashing …
Bu Fang's mind was in a mess at the moment, and he needed to sort it out.
He called the System, but found that it didn't answer him at all.
Bu Fang sensed his power. He could still use the power in his body, which was still at the level of a God Emperor … But he couldn't use his Spiritual Sense and Spiritual Sense at all.
It was as if his Spiritual Sense had been completely erased.
Bu Fang frowned.
If he remembered correctly, he should have completed the turnover set by the System and was about to advance.
Bu Fang knew very well how difficult it was to achieve the turnover this time.
He had sold almost an entire Soul Overlord's Soul Overlord meat to get the turnover.
But what was the result?
It all seemed like a dream.
It was dawn.
The sun was jumping up from the outside.
Like the morning star, it was blooming with the ultimate brilliance.
Outside the restaurant, a dense crowd of people rushed into the restaurant, striving to be the first to enter.
Bu Fang was in a daze.
Without his Spiritual Sense, could he still cook delicious food?
So, should he choose to close down the restaurant?
Bu Fang's expression didn't change as he breathed out a sigh of relief.
Bu Fang didn't care about the disappearance of his Spiritual Sense for the time being. He chose to open the restaurant because he also wanted to verify a fact.
Bu Fang stepped into the kitchen.
The Crown Prince had appeared and was in charge of the restaurant's order.
Xia Yi also seemed to feel that there was something wrong with Bu Fang's state. He looked at Bu Fang's back as he entered the restaurant in confusion.
However, he didn't care about it and started the day's business.
Little Hu and Xiaopi were leaning on the counter. They looked at Bu Fang's back as he entered the kitchen, then at the crowd of people, whose faces were almost filled with fanaticism.
These two little fellows weren't completely clueless.
At their level, they could understand human nature.
There was a look of worry in Little Hu and Xiaopi's eyes.
"Crown Prince, give me a plate of Red Braised Pork! I like Owner Bu's Red Braised Pork. It's delicious and chewy! "
A head of an aristocratic family stepped into the restaurant and said to Xia Yi with a smile.
Xia Yi nodded and wrote down the menu.
Then, he wrote down the menu for several people and gave it to Bu Fang.
"Got it …"
Bu Fang's calm voice came from the window. Xia Yi did not suspect anything, so he turned around and continued to serve the customers.
You were not here now, so he had to do all the work himself.
In fact, he had asked Bu Fang why You were no longer here.
However, Bu Fang didn't say that he had also noticed something unusual, so he didn't continue to ask.
The Cursed Goddesses had a special identity, and many ancient books in the imperial library had recorded them.
Sizzle …
Everything in the restaurant was very harmonious.
A few diners even gathered at a table, chatting and laughing as they discussed the delicacies of the dishes.
They were also talking about the major events that had happened in the divine dynasty.
Xia Yi walked to the window and came out with a bowl of Red Braised Pork.
The Red Braised Pork looked perfect, sparkling and translucent.
However, when he looked at the dish, he was a little stunned.
This was because he found that Bu Fang's dishes today seemed to be … lacking in quality.
They were not as lively as before.
However, he didn't know much about cooking.
He just shook his head.
Carrying the Red Braised Pork, he came to the head of the aristocratic family.
He placed the dish on the table.
"Your Red Braised Pork … Please enjoy."
Xia Yi said.
The head hurriedly put his palms together and thanked him.
Xia Yi nodded and went back to his work.
"Hehe … Everyone, I'm sorry, but my dish is here first. I'll have a taste first!"
A smile appeared on the head of the aristocratic family's face.
He would come to Bu Fang's restaurant every day to eat a serving of Red Braised Pork. Of course, sometimes he didn't get in line because he came late.
He hadn't eaten Red Braised Pork for several days.
Under the envious gazes of the people around him …
The head of the aristocratic family grabbed his chopsticks, picked up a piece of crystal Red Braised Pork, and stuffed it into his mouth.
Munch, munch …
The head of the aristocratic family had a look of enjoyment on his face.
However …
After chewing a few times …
The man's expression immediately changed.
He furrowed his brows, and the enjoyment suddenly disappeared.
He chewed again.
He wanted to taste the taste in his memory, but no matter how hard he ate, he couldn't find it.
"This …"
The head of the aristocratic family put down his chopsticks. There were still many pieces of Red Braised Pork on his plate. He frowned, and his face was a little ugly.
The others also noticed his abnormality.
"What's wrong, Old Shen?"
"Is the food not to your taste? That can't be. Every dish of Owner Bu's is very delicious … "
"Are you sick?"
…
His friends around him were kind enough to ask.
The head of the aristocratic family frowned and shook his head.
"No … Today's Red Braised Pork is a little strange. Although it's not difficult to eat, it's much worse than the previous Red Braised Pork."
As soon as he said that, the people around him thought he was joking.
No one took it seriously.
At this time, the other people's dishes were also served.
They didn't take the words of the head of the aristocratic family seriously at all. They all started to eat …
However, soon, everyone who had a taste of the dish suddenly froze.
"This …"
"Pfft … This taste isn't right!"
"The fishy smell hasn't been completely removed. What's going on?"
…
The diners spoke one after another. They frowned and were somewhat dissatisfied with the dishes.
Bu Fang's dishes had never disappointed them. However, on this day, they were indeed disappointed.
It was as if the chef of the dishes had changed overnight. There was no spirituality in the dishes at all.
In the kitchen.
Bu Fang also walked out.
He furrowed his brows.
He had also realized the seriousness of the problem.
Without his divine sense, Bu Fang felt that the foundation he had always relied on for cooking seemed to be unusable.
Bu Fang walked in front of the head of the aristocratic family, grabbed a piece of Red Braised Pork with his chopsticks, and put it in his mouth.
This was Red Braised Pork cooked with top-grade spirit beasts.
It could definitely be eaten.
However, Bu Fang's face became very unsightly.
This was the dish he had cooked?
How could this be?!
Bu Fang took a deep breath …
He felt the seriousness of the matter.
That mouthful of Red Braised Pork had lost all spirituality. With just one bite, a greasy feeling completely poured into his body and mind, making him feel uncomfortable all over.
It wasn't that it wasn't delicious, but compared to the dishes Bu Fang had cooked before, it was really terrible.
The disappearance of his divine sense had a huge impact on Bu Fang's cooking.
"Today's business is over. Temporarily closed."
Bu Fang said seriously.
He didn't choose to continue cooking.
Many diners also left, shaking their heads in disappointment.
They didn't know what had happened to Bu Fang.
However, they were very disappointed with today's meal …
After these diners left the restaurant …
The news spread like wildfire.
In a flash, it had spread all over the capital.
Many people couldn't believe it.
After all, to them, Bu Fang's dishes were their faith.
However, now, their faith had collapsed!
The restaurants in the surrounding buildings were very happy. They were all ready to go out of business.
But what happened?
They came back from the dead.
That restaurant, which could never make a mistake, made a mistake.
And now, this mistake was their chance.
After learning the news, Luo Sanniang hurried to Bu Fang's restaurant.
The restaurant's door was closed.
The Crown Prince, Xia Yi, sat in a chair, looking at Bu Fang seriously.
This matter was very serious …
Bu Fang's cooking was the key to supporting the whole restaurant, and now, there was a problem with Bu Fang's cooking. This was a very serious problem.
Bu Fang sat in a chair, deep in thought.
This matter had a huge impact on him.
He didn't believe it, so he cooked for four hours in the kitchen.
He cooked every dish and tasted it himself after he was done.
However, when he tasted it, it was hard to swallow. It had completely lost its previous spirituality and taste.
Why was that?
This change must have something to do with the system and the mutation in his spirit sea!
Swish …
Bu Fang reached out a porcelain spoon and scooped up a spoonful of Egg-Fried Rice.
Xia Yi, Luo Sanniang, and the others also ate together …
As soon as the Egg-Fried Rice entered their mouths, their faces changed.
Xia Yi even spat out the Egg-Fried Rice in his mouth.
It was too salty.
There was really a problem with Bu Fang's cooking …
He couldn't even cook the Egg-Fried Rice that he was best at?
Bu Fang was in a trance …
It seemed that the disappearance of his mental force had a huge impact on his cooking skills.
Where had his spirit sea gone?
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