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Apocalypse Forecast - Chapter 166

Published at 7th of March 2024 01:09:13 PM


Chapter 166

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The "rotten sore man" glared at Huai Shi with resentment, then turned his attention back to the difficult task of preparing an antidote. It seemed that all the participants in this competition were experts in poison, and although they couldn't completely eliminate it, they could still resist the weakened fragrance.

After diluting the dragon's blood with layers of iris and floral scents, the effect was limited.

Soon, Huai Shi stopped releasing the dragon's blood.

Although the dragon's blood was not exhausted, it consumed his own source material. Even with Huai Shi's excessive reserves at the same level, it was still quite a strain after releasing it for more than ten minutes.

After two people left the field one after another, there were only four people left on the field.

Mad Hunt, the rotten sore man, Huai Shi... and Luo Xian.

Luo Xian remained calm from beginning to end.

As if she hadn't noticed anything unusual, she was now moving a small stool to watch the sour cabbage fish in her pot... To be honest, Huai Shi couldn't see where the poison was in this dish at all.

There were no traces or signs at all.

It was just a very ordinary pot of sour cabbage fish!

In theory, with only four people left in the competition, there was no need to continue, but the judges did not call a halt. Instead, their gaze became more solemn and scrutinizing.

Time was passing quickly.

At forty-five minutes, Mad Hunt was the first to present his work.

- Grilled salted carp.

After brushing away the salt grains on the surface, a strange fragrance spread as the fish skin cracked, and everyone who smelled it was instantly plunged into a trance.

Then, they couldn't help but get excited.

Damn...

Huai Shi staggered back a step, covering his mouth, sweating profusely.

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The fragrance, even though it wafted so far, still had a terrifying hallucinogenic effect that was no less than any banned drug. In just a short moment, countless spots of light appeared out of thin air, and the entire arena became dazzling, as if ascending to heaven.

Everything was spinning.

If it weren't for the poison resistance cultivated by Crow, he might have fallen to the ground like a drug addict after taking a hit.

This was still under the premise that he had injected himself with an antidote in advance.

"Damn, this dark cuisine is terrifying!"

Huai Shi covered his nose, almost instinctively taking a deep breath.

But the judges acted as if nothing had happened. One of them picked up a string and put it in his mouth, chewing loudly. The enticing aroma became even more intense, almost making people want to rush up and grab a piece to satisfy their gluttony.

In just a few minutes, the grilled fish disappeared into the judges' mouths, leaving a lingering fragrance that plunged all the remaining contestants into a daze.

"I know you, the runner-up from the last Roman district competition ten years ago. I didn't expect to see you here," the thin judge raised his eyes. "I thought you would go back to Rome for their selection."

"Just looking for ingredients," Mad Hunt said indifferently. "So, is my dish qualified, sir?"

"Perfect flavor, condensing this deadly illusion into the fish meat. With the burst of fish roe, it brings a sense of dizzying decadence, a wonderful work."

The thin man nodded in admiration. "It seems that your attainments have made a new breakthrough. Congratulations. I hope you can achieve new results in the global competition six months from now."

Mad Hunt nodded calmly and walked towards the rest area.

The second person to present his dish was the "rotten sore man."

But as soon as he walked to the judges' table, someone stepped in front of him.

"Sorry, I'm first."

Behind the mask, Huai Shi showed a happy smile to her.

Before she could say anything, Huai Shi had already placed the plate on the table. Her expression twitched a few times, and she took two steps back, not competing with Huai Shi for the order.

Then, she saw Huai Shi raise his middle finger from behind... Her eyes seemed to spew fire instantly.

She wished she could kill this bastard with a random knife.

And Huai Shi had quickly placed the four dishes covered by the food cover on the table, took a step back, and smiled at the judges.

"Please enjoy—"

The judges looked at each other, reached out, and lifted the cover.

At that moment, everyone was stunned.

The huge arena fell silent.

Because a brilliant golden light burst out from under the food cover, illuminating pairs of incredible eyes.

"Light?"

"It's glowing!"

"Is there really food in this world that glows?"

Even the hippopotamus was stunned on the spot.

"What is this?"

"Ah, after I finished cooking, I had some time left, so I casually made a soil battery with copper, zinc, and other electrolytes."

Huai Shi calmly reached out to lift the cover and showed him the group of soil batteries and tungsten wire he had soldered inside the food cover. "How about that? Surprised? Unexpected?"

"..."

The hippopotamus stood still for a long time, and couldn't help but laugh.

For the first time in so many years, a contestant had made a joke with him.

"Pleasant."

He laughed and patted his stomach, then became serious. "If your dish disappoints me, I will personally curse you."

With that, he looked at the video on the plate.

It seemed to be a... square piece of butter?

Or something else.

There was a faint floral scent, but it seemed to be a big bar of soap, making people wonder what was going on.

Under the light, the outermost layer of gelatin was just a shell.

A food cover.

It sealed the real food and deliciousness inside.

"Is this molecular cuisine?"

The hippopotamus picked up a knife and spoon and tapped lightly on the top layer.

There was a crisp sound.Immediately, a strong and pungent aroma gushed out like a raging river, almost suffocating and overwhelming. But just as it became unbearable and the judges were about to cough, the pungent smell suddenly transformed into a refreshing floral fragrance, soothing their spasming lungs and relieving the discomfort, gently lulling them into a dreamy and deprived state.

"Curry?"

The judges were stunned. "It's actually curry?"

As the spoon was withdrawn from the oil shell, a crystal-like frozen object was revealed on top.

When the pale yellow meat jelly was cut open, a thick, brownish curry sauce slowly flowed out, along with the now stewed squid slices. Once exposed to the air, it emitted an explosive and fragrant aroma.

"Please enjoy the creative molecular gastronomy—Pigeon Curry."

Huai Shi took a step back, removed the apron from his body, and smiled as he announced the dish's name.

"Pigeon?" The judges were taken aback.

Where were the pigeons?

And this wasn't even close to being pigeon; it was clearly a sea of feces and maggots!

Not to mention the brownish, viscous curry with wriggling squid tentacles inside, the stimulating aroma alone was enough to make people want to stay away.

This wasn't just about being unappetizing; it was about not wanting to eat it at all!

No, if we were to consider it as dark cuisine, this would actually be a bonus.

But appearances were just superficial; what mattered was the essence...

Since it was served on the table, the judges wouldn't refuse.

Moreover, those who were willing to serve as judges for the Dark Cuisine Competition were basically lunatics who had become thoroughly bored after indulging in all the beauty the world had to offer, or they were madmen seeking forbidden experiences after positive feedback no longer satisfied them.

In this world, nothing—be it drugs, love, war, or anything else meaningful or meaningless—could touch them. Driven by greed, they delved into the darkness, embraced forbidden pleasures, and bathed in sin.

The dish that Huai Shi presented was more in line with their tastes.

The premise was—

The taste of this dish had to surprise them!

Otherwise, Huai Shi would face ten times the anger and curses, a hundred times the displeasure and punishment.

"I hope you can bring some surprises."

Hippo looked deeply at Huai Shi, picked up the spoon, and put the fish jelly covered in thick curry sauce into his mouth, carefully chewing.

Then, all the judges were stunned.

All the audience members with synchronized taste buds gasped in surprise.

Because...

There was no taste.

Despite the strong and dominant aroma, it looked spicy and terrifying, but once it entered the mouth, there was no taste at all.

It was like drinking plain water.

Empty.

No matter how they chewed and tasted, they couldn't detect any flavor, as if they were eating plastic.

Tasteless.

After a moment of confusion, they took another spoonful.

Still no taste.

There seemed to be a faint sensation, but the more they explored, the more they couldn't find a trace. Instead, there was a strong sense of loss and frustration from the fruitless search.

As they continued to chew, they seemed to hear frivolous whispers.

"We agreed on this, okay!" "I'm definitely coming!" "I'm already on my way!" "I'll be there in five minutes!" "Not coming is like being a puppy..."

Those casual words echoed in the scattered source material, reverberating in the ears of the tasters again and again, until they were completely consumed by anger.

"Enough!"

Hippo forcefully dropped the ladle and glared at Huai Shi. "Your arrogance ends here!"

In that instant, he coughed.

With the eruption of anger, the terrifying spiciness and the complex flavors of countless spices hidden in the curry swept over his entire mouth uncontrollably, engulfing him like a tidal wave, leaving him stunned in place.

In a daze, he seemed to be surrounded by the sound of countless pigeons flapping their wings, and the countless coos spread out from the transformed source material, making him dizzy.

From the initial resistance to the tastelessness, to the anger of the spiciness, as he tried to carefully discern the taste in his confusion, the spiciness quickly turned into a strong sourness, making his gums twitch.

In the midst of such mockery, he only felt a deep sense of exhaustion, and even the taste of the fish jelly in his mouth became bitter.

Finally, amidst the myriad of illusions and flavors, he finally gained a hint of understanding.

"I probably..."

Hippo murmured dazedly, "got pigeon-ed?"




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