Gulp.
The corners of someone's mouth rose.
What?
"Hey … Kid, you want to go in like that?" The chef was bewildered. Then, his face changed as he hurried to stop him.
"What's the use of carving it on the door?" Bu Fang looked at the chef.
Each floor was filled with natives from the Valley of Gluttony.
Some of them were holding two kitchen knives, clanging against each other. Some were playing with a spirit beast. Some had a black wok on their head, trying to balance themselves.
Bro … Bro … You're in a hurry, aren't you?!
"Teacher, we can't find that young man's information in the database. Perhaps he's not a chef from the Valley of Gluttony," said the stiff-faced man. "The other one is Jun Qingxiao. He's Old Cui's new apprentice."
"Don't talk. Lead the way. I'm in a hurry," said Bu Fang.
The chef rushed in and apologized to the group of chefs with an embarrassed face. His face was full of uneasiness.
That old man was the Sixth Elder of the Elder Committee of the Valley of Gluttony.
Bu Fang … A chef who wasn't even a third-grade chef.
However, it was too late. Bu Fang had pushed the door open.
As soon as Bu Fang pushed the door open and stepped into the room, a faint aroma assailed his nostrils.
A moment later, the woman turned around, swaying her body as she walked into the room.
The chef's chest heaved. Eventually, he exhaled, turning around to lead the way.
Can't you talk properly?!
Pfft …
This kid is really in a hurry, isn't he?!
The chef's ears twitched, looking at Bu Fang in astonishment.
"To those uneducated little chefs, I really want to have a chef's battle with them. I want to let them know that it's not easy to be a chef."
"Alright, don't talk. Lead the way," said Bu Fang with a sigh.
"You don't need to doubt me. Just lead the way. I'm in a hurry."
The chef was bewildered. His face reddened. This man … How could he be so unreasonable!
The stiff-faced man was bewildered. A moment later, he took out a white jade talisman, urging his true energy. Lots of information emerged on the jade talisman.
Bu Fang was stunned. The word 'fear' really didn't exist in his dictionary.
The mustached old man didn't move, and neither did the expressionless face.
Then, his eyes shifted to the group of chefs. He extended his hand and gently patted Jun Qingxiao's shoulder. A moment later, he took a step forward.
"Fine, fine, fine … You're in a hurry, really …" The chef shook his head, looking a little angry.
Jun Qingxiao felt encouraged when Bu Fang patted his shoulder, but now, he almost vomited blood when he heard Bu Fang.
Bu Fang's words caused the laughter in the room to instantly stop. Then, everyone's gaze landed on him.
As soon as these words came out, everyone's heart trembled.
"Isn't that Zhou Tong? Did he also participate in the 100 Chefs Competition? "Bu Fang murmured.
Hmm?
"Eh … Are these patterns a formation?" Bu Fang raised his eyebrows in surprise.
Some even laughed so hard that tears were about to flow down their cheeks.
"Hey … Hasn't the competition started yet? I'm in a hurry. "
The man's face was solemn, and he had a serious, unsmiling zombie face. The woman, on the other hand, was quite seductive. Her red lips were like flames, and her eyes were like silk. Her body was hot, and her chest was bulging, pushing up her chef robe.
The rest of the people followed behind the woman and walked past the two of them.
When Bu Fang passed by the side of the bearded old man, the incomparably lazy old man's eyes suddenly slightly widened, and he turned his head to look at Bu Fang.
Bu Fang looked at him, the corners of his mouth twitching.
Bu Fang looked at the chef. Looking at the latter's skeptical face, he couldn't help but smirk …
A man with a scar across his face spat disdainfully. He glanced sideways at the chef and sneered.
The chef was speechless. He suddenly found that this young man in front of him … was really arrogant.
A moment later, he opened his eyes, and everything in front of him became clear.
"Heh … I really want to laugh." A muscular man slowly stood up. In his hand, he was playing with a snake-type spirit beast that was spitting out cold air. Its head was shiny as though it could reflect light.
The chef didn't say anything. He just looked at Bu Fang, revealing a meaningful smile. Then, he turned around and led the way.
"Alright, everyone, follow me. Our Qualifying Competition is very simple. It's not complicated at all …" The alluring lady with a fiery figure opened her mouth. The moment she opened her mouth, her gentle voice caused many people's hearts to soften.
"Do you really think the competition is for fun?"
Bu Fang squinted his eyes, as though he saw a familiar figure.
Just when the atmosphere in the room was tense, the opposite door opened with a squeak, and three figures slowly walked out.
At the very front was an old man with a small mustache. The old man's eyes were languid as he glanced at everyone in the kitchen.
Through the walls of the Gluttony God's Building, which was made of an unknown transparent material, he could see the crazy faces of the natives. The excitement in their eyes surprised Bu Fang.
After a short while, the two of them arrived in front of a simple wooden door.
"You …"
Argh …
"I … I'm Jun Qingxiao. Seniors, please guide me!"
"That little chef … has a strong aura. Interesting … Do you have his information?"
The chef wanted to cry. He really wanted to cry. "We're here, kid!"
Then, everybody's eyes fell on Bu Fang and Jun Qingxiao, who were standing by the door.
The Gluttony God's Building was massive, with ten floors.
Bu Fang also looked at them. Their eyes collided in the void.
Bu Fang and Jun Qingxiao strode forward, following them.
Bu Fang's indifferent appearance made them feel a kind of arrogance, and this arrogance made them very unhappy.
"A third-grade chef, and a chef who's not even a third-grade chef … Are you here to make fun of us?"
The chef was speechless … Who the hell knew what they could do!
"You know your stuff. The patterns on this door are made by some blacksmith grandmasters of our Valley of Gluttony … They were supposed to carve them on a kitchen knife, but the grandmaster suddenly had an idea to carve them on the door." The chef's ears twitched as he turned around.
Someone's eyes became hot. Looking at the voluptuous body of that woman, his Adam's apple bobbed.
The smell made him squint his eyes slightly.
The bald man who was playing with a cold snake patted his bald head, speaking coldly.
Who do you think you are? You dare to be arrogant here?!
"Where did this little chef come from? Do you think this is your kitchen? You're in a hurry … Do you want to go back to drink milk? "
Do you think it's easy to pass the test?
The people around also mocked and ridiculed him.
Some of them had a cold gleam in their eyes.
Bu Fang's indifferent eyes made the old man suspicious.
"What's wrong? Teacher? "
A man and a woman followed behind the old man.
"Old Chui's apprentice? Interesting … The other young man with imposing aura isn't a chef of our Valley of Gluttony? Haha … Then it's more interesting. Ask Lina to treat that little chef well. Our Valley of Gluttony shouldn't treat our guests well. "
Especially that arrogant guy who said he was in a hurry …
The old man with the mustache shook his cheeks as he spoke.
The stiff-faced man asked as if he could feel the old man's strange expression.
"The test doesn't limit the cooking level. However, if your cooking level is too low, you'll be considered a troublemaker. Please assess your competence. Otherwise, you'll be thrown out of the Gluttony God's Building and become a laughingstock. Don't blame us for not reminding you," said the stiff-faced man.
They were crazy because of the one hundred chefs in the Gluttony God's Building.
Jun Qingxiao was the chef who led Bu Fang here. At this moment, his face reddened as he bowed to him.
Afraid?
Bu Fang let out an 'oh' then pushed the door open, walking in.
"Pah … A third-grade chef like you dares to join the test? Who gave you the courage? "
The corners of Bu Fang's mouth twitched. He turned to look at the wall. Through the wall and the crazy crowd, Bu Fang saw the so-called top one hundred chefs.
Tap Tap Tap.
As soon as the three of them entered the room, the atmosphere in the room changed.
…
After searching for a while, the stiff-faced man's eyes became solemn.
However, Bu Fang acted as if he didn't see him.
Jun Qingxiao … was a third-grade chef.
The chefs in the room straightened their bodies, nodding to the old man respectfully.
"Everyone who wants to join the test is here, right? If you come again, you won't be qualified … Now, you naughty kids, follow me. "
Do you think you're a chef on the Tablet of Gluttony?
"Don't talk. Move. I'm in a hurry," said Bu Fang.
These two fellows were the most likely to be thrown out of the Gluttony God's Building. With this kind of competence, they would be at the bottom of the test.
"I … I believe I can do it! My teacher said I can do it! "Jun Qingxiao balled his fists, trying to cheer himself up.
"Do you see that? If you can stand out in the test, you'll be facing the target that these people are crazy about. Do you feel afraid?"
Some people snorted disdainfully …
Countless eyes fell on Bu Fang, and many of them had different expressions on their faces.
"So you know Chef Zhou Tong! Chef Zhou Tong's background isn't ordinary. He's the disciple of our Valley of Gluttony's Great Elder, Chu Changsheng. His cooking talent is amazing. Several days ago, he came back to seclusion to cultivate. When he got out, he had reached the first-grade chef level! Chef Zhou Tong was already extraordinary, and today, he's even more extraordinary, "praised the chef.
Puff … The chef felt like an invisible arrow had shot out, piercing his chest and spinning around. He felt so uncomfortable that he wanted to cry.
"Oh, you really want to join?" The chef was surprised. He didn't think that this young chef in front of him would join the competition. Didn't he know that the Glutton God's Banquet's test was really terrifying?
Everything in front of him became clear. He could see many things clearly.
When Bu Fang pushed the door open, the others were surprised. They all turned to look at him.
"Ahaha … Seniors, I'm so sorry. We're also here to join the test. Please take care of us."
This wooden door looked simple and unadorned, with many patterns carved on it. Those patterns were so mysterious that people couldn't help but immerse themselves in them.
The chef walked in front of them. He seemed to feel Bu Fang's curious eyes, so he smiled and said.
As the burly man's words rang out, everyone in the room burst into laughter.
Jun Qingxiao felt people's mocking laughter. He was a little embarrassed, but he was also a little bit angry.
Jun Qingxiao grimaced. He hurried to pull Bu Fang's sleeve, signaling Bu Fang to retreat.
Bu Fang's Vermillion Robe fluttered, following the chef. The two of them entered the Glutton God's Building one after the other.
Watching Bu Fang and Jun Qingxiao disappear, the old man's eyes were deep.
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