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Apocalypse Forecast - Chapter 164

Published at 7th of March 2024 01:09:16 PM


Chapter 164

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When he returned to the rest area, he saw blood splattered all over the wall.

The room was a mess.

In the spacious rest area, there were three unrecognizable bodies lying on the ground, which made Huai Shi's scalp tingle with horror.

"Oh my god..."

He could almost reconstruct the scene of these non-human, non-ghost entities before they died.

Something happened. They got up from their seats and stood in the middle of the rest area. Then a knife pierced the heart of the one in the middle, followed by the one on the right, and finally the one on the left.

It was as smooth as flowing clouds and water. The blood had not even spurted out before their limbs were severed.

It was like cutting vegetables.

Eyes, liver, arteries, lower body, kidneys...

The moment of ravaging seemed endless.

Finally, the knife severed their throats and necks from left to right. The blood of accumulated sorrow and anger finally gushed out, splattering on the ceiling and staining everything red.

They were finally dead.

"What's going on?"

Huai Shi looked around the empty rest area in astonishment, but no one paid attention to him. Occasionally, when someone raised their eyes, their gaze was filled with coldness and hostility.

Only in the corner, the big sister who had just comforted him waved at him, motioning for him to come over.

"Be careful." The big sister reminded him in a soft voice. "Fighting to the death is not allowed in the rest area. Look at those guys..."

"They died a tragic death."

Huai Shi shook his head and sighed, looking at the remaining sixteen... well, now only thirteen, contestants who had advanced. But he didn't see the senior brothers, sisters, uncles, and nephews from before, nor the skilled masters like Cat and Summer.

It's good that they're not here.

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After all, it's just about cooking bad food, not worth risking their lives for.

"They were just here to participate in a performance competition, to liven up the atmosphere for everyone." The big sister explained, "After all, their works are too ordinary for the judges. Inviting them is just to expand their influence, so they need some encouragement."

Case closed. The reason why so many people cook bad food has been found.

Huai Shi's expression twitched, not knowing what to say.

"I thought you would be eliminated in the first round, but you unexpectedly became so strong!" The big sister patted his shoulder in amazement. "Be merciful when you face me in the next match."

Huai Shi didn't know how to respond for a moment, but seeing his awkward look, the big sister laughed again.

"Just kidding, just play as usual." She smiled and winked. "After all, when it comes to bad cooking, I won't lose."

"..."

As long as you're happy.

Huai Shi was speechless.

The next match is only one round anyway, as it's just a regional selection, not a five-stage elimination to determine the strongest.

Therefore, the next match will be a round of sixteen to eight.

In other words, as long as you enter the top eight, you will get a ticket to the global competition and receive the rewards provided by the organizing committee.

Fortunately, it's not a round of sixteen to eight now, but a round of thirteen to eight.

The difficulty is slightly reduced.

But Huai Shi was curious about what kind of topic the judges would give next.

The door was pushed open.

The servant who had just conveyed the will of the examiners walked into the rest area, glanced at the several corpses on the ground, and looked puzzled.

But that puzzlement didn't seem to be about discovering a murder.

It was more like... sighing about why there were only these few dead people this time.

"It seems that they all know the rules."

He calmly withdrew his gaze and looked at the contestants. "The next match will start in an hour. There are no restrictions on cuisine, style, or method. The topic is 'seafood.' Please prepare yourselves!"

After announcing this, he turned and left.

The atmosphere in the entire rest area stagnated once again.

Seafood.

In the time that followed, no one attempted to make a move, or rather, some people seemed eager to try, but it felt like all the remaining contestants were tough and no one tried to act.

The big sister seemed to have anticipated this and squeezed next to Huai Shi, smiling innocently, as if declaring that they were a team.

She found herself a bodyguard.

Huai Shi, feeling helpless, asked, "May I ask your name?"

"Luo Xian, Xian as in familiar."

The big sister reached out and gently shook his hand, her palm soft like water, with a sweet smile. Huai Shi felt a little uncomfortable with her aggressive approach and coughed awkwardly, moving away a bit. "Huai Shi, Shi as in poetry."

"Oh? Is poetry always about a girl's feelings? Nice name."

Luo Xian chuckled a few times, not teasing him anymore, but closed her eyes to rest, as if concentrating on thinking about the topic.

Then not long after, a snoring sound was heard.

"Hey, hey..." Huai Shi gently pushed her shoulder. "Aren't you going to prepare at all?""Anyway, no matter how you cook it, it's going to be terrible. Do we really need to prepare?" Luo Xian said carelessly, squinting her eyes and leaning against the wall. "I'm going to sleep a little longer. Wake me up when it's time."

Well, she's certainly familiar with this.

Huai Shi shook his head helplessly and began to contemplate the preparation of seafood - or rather, quickly took out his phone to search for recipes on the spot.

You see, inspiration like the 'Blessed Ice Cream' doesn't come often. Desserts can be faked, but if you want to make a main course, your knife skills alone won't cut it.

Fortunately, Crow had prepared quite a lot of things under the box.

As Huai Shi rummaged through the items, his eyes lit up.

Maybe, just maybe... could it work?

He rubbed his chin, lost in thought amidst Luo Xian's soft snoring.

An hour passed in the blink of an eye.

When the door opened again, all the contestants instinctively stood up and got ready.

Except for Huai Shi, who was helplessly nudging Luo Xian's shoulder.

"Wake up, wake up, the competition is starting..."

"Hmm? Oh..."

Luo Xian opened her eyes from her deep sleep, rubbed her face, tidied up her slightly messy hair, smacked her lips, and picked up the box next to her. "Let's go then."

...

Huai Shi sighed, feeling suddenly powerless.

Why is it so tiring to encounter someone who's even more fearless than himself?

As they walked down the corridor, the closer they got to the arena, the more they could feel the solemnity in the air, as well as the darkness and pain surging within the scattered source material.

It felt like stepping into hell step by step.

After passing the preliminary round, the Cooking Demon Contest seemed to have finally revealed a glimpse of itself, showing its faintly ferocious nature hidden beneath the humor.

The moment Huai Shi stepped onto the stage, it seemed as if the air carried the sound of shattering.

Involuntarily, a gray-black flame rose from his body, revealing the visage of a sinister soul. Behind the steel mask, a bone-chilling coldness spread in all directions, causing all the contestants to cast wary glances.

Not only Huai Shi, but the true faces of all the participants were also revealed.

Layers of dark auras spread from the sublimators' bodies, colliding and erupting with a piercing sound.

The terrifying ashen mist rising from the sinister flames quickly dissipated and was suppressed.

It was only now that Huai Shi realized that there was actually a Fourth Order sublimator among the participants!

Clad in a pitch-black armor, the hunched figure slowly emerged from the source material, revealing the faint image of a ghostly warhorse.

It was actually a 'Wild Hunt'!

A death march that roamed the European continent in the dead of night, like an evil spirit knight from the depths of the underworld.

Unperturbed by the exposure of his true face, the Wild Hunt casually glanced around before stepping onto the stage.

Huai Shi subconsciously looked at Luo Xian, the big sister who had been smiling sweetly all along.

But he found that she hadn't changed at all.

There was no trace of a holy mark in her body.

She was just a sublimator who had never advanced.

Yet, even so, a faint chill rose in Huai Shi's heart, a reminder of the premonition of death - this woman who had been smiling sweetly all along had the ability to send him to his death at any moment!

"Wow, this holy mark is so powerful. Is it an advancement from a certain lineage? I've never seen it before," Luo Xian noticed his gaze, looked over, and teased with a smile, but didn't ask further. She just patted his shoulder. "Do your best in the competition."

She walked ahead.

It wasn't until she was far away that a strange cold sweat slowly seeped from Huai Shi's back, as if he was suddenly afraid.

It was puzzling.

But soon, as the bell rang, amidst the excited roar of the audience, the competition officially began!

The theme - seafood.

One hour.

No restrictions on cuisine, cooking methods, or style...

The only requirement was this.

Exhaust all the contestants' abilities and present the cruelest dishes and most vicious creativity to the judges!

At the back of the judges' seat, under the gaze of the huge shadow that had never revealed its true face, the true preliminary round of the Cooking Demon Contest finally began.

Everyone neatly opened their toolboxes and began their cooking.

And it was at that moment that everyone's movements suddenly froze, stiffening in place, turning back, looking in astonishment at the corner... where a terrifying killing intent, which had extinguished countless source materials in an instant, surged towards the sky like a tidal wave.

Luo Xian.

The gentle big sister seemed to have disappeared the moment she gripped the kitchen knife.

In her place was something... incomprehensible.

If one were to describe it in words, it was as if tearing open a skin to reveal the ferocious nature hidden in the darkness. After removing the gentle mask, the predator unleashed a chilling killing intent.

A monster.Translation:

It was obvious that Luo Xian, who had not advanced and did not possess any Holy Marks, was now emitting a murderous intent that even the Fourth Order Hunter could feel a chill down his spine.

Just by looking at the figure concentrating on scraping the fish scales, it felt as if one could sense the icy touch of the blade wandering on the body, imagining the appearance of one's own body being torn apart under that blade.

Huai Shi's eyes stung.




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