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Apocalypse Forecast - Chapter 167

Published at 7th of March 2024 01:09:11 PM


Chapter 167

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"I probably..."

The hippopotamus murmured in a daze, "Got pigeonholed?"

When he realized, he looked down at the curry fish jelly he had eaten three bites of, suddenly lifted the plate, opened his mouth, and poured the entire fish jelly into it, chewing frantically.

Terrifying spiciness and anger erupted from his face again, burning his gray face bright red.

Countless bloodshot lines appeared in his eyes.

"So it's Ash of Calamity!" He excitedly identified the ingredients, "It's the Ash of Calamity that gives me this uneasy feeling... Such pure Ash of Calamity, unprecedented! Is it specially made for this dish?"

The emaciated man gasped and mumbled, "And anger, this artificially added anger, pure rage and killing intent..."

"Blood, it has the taste of blood."

The enchantress kept inhaling the spicy aroma of the curry, her eyes shining, "Poisonous blood, rare poisonous blood, of dragon origin... Oh, it hides deep sadness and helplessness, as well as inevitable decay... Such a familiar feeling, it's just like the taste of mother."

"So exquisite, an irresistible feeling."

The emaciated man grinned, greedily chewing the fish jelly in his mouth, "With every bite, I can feel the strong anticipation and inevitable loss, as if hovering between gain and loss... Is this the true essence of Pigeon Curry?"

The ravenous Glutton soon stopped abruptly.

In the silence, only the last figure ate the curry in the plate nonchalantly, without expressing any opinion.

Until the end, he put down the spoon.

"In terms of skill, there is still a lack, no, it should be... you never thought of being a chef, did you?"

The shadow slowly wiped his mouth, commenting, "Your creativity and ingredients make up for your shortcomings. I can see that you have an excellent chef's heart and dark wisdom, with full potential in the culinary arts."

He paused for a moment, not with arrogance, but with a solemn evaluation, "This dish, although not qualified for the Abyssal Banquet, is quite suitable as a self-entertaining snack. I'll give you seven points."

"Eight points," the enchantress followed.

"Seven and a half," the hippopotamus judged.

"Seven," the emaciated man said.

So, the preliminary selection passed, Huai Shi advanced, perfectly completing this competition, and received an invitation to the global competition six months later.

In the silence, the young man stepped back happily and turned to leave.

Just as they passed by each other, he heard a sneer from the "Rotten Sore Man," "What pigeon curry, it's just a trash to curry favor."

With arrogance, the Rotten Sore Man withdrew his gaze from Huai Shi and carried his large pot, walking slowly towards the judges' seats.

"Taste my creation - Witch's Stew!"

The lid of the large cauldron slowly opened, and in the dark green thick soup, countless fish heads and tangled tentacles slowly emerged, revealing a nightmarish and ferocious state.

The malicious aura of Source Material spread continuously from it, bringing terrifying harm and screams, as if it were curses and screams from the deepest part of hell.

Just by looking, one could feel the resentment and curses seeping into it.

As if it would bring misfortune, making people want to keep their distance.

Huai Shi's footsteps paused for a moment, turning back curiously, as if expecting the result, with a disgusting smile, which made her more and more angry, gritting her teeth.

Soon, you will find out how weak and ridiculous your work is compared to real dark cuisine!

With such anger and hatred, she reached out to ladle the soup, elegantly offering it to the judges.

The excellent appearance was much stronger than Huai Shi's just now.

The judges looked at each other, and for a moment, their appetites were greatly aroused. But when they carefully tasted a spoonful, they were stunned.

They frowned.

Because there was no taste...

Still no taste!

Is it the same as just now?

No, it's more like the feeling of not adding salt and chicken essence... Although the texture is good, no matter how you taste it, you can't find the rich impact you imagined.

The judges frowned and scooped up another spoonful, carefully tasting it.

Their brows slowly furrowed.

"No salt?" the hippopotamus asked unhappily.

"The seasoning doesn't seem very fresh either," the emaciated man shook his head, "Bland and tasteless."

"It's like a soup that has been cooked for a long time, without any fresh feeling," the enchantress shook her head indifferently, "Ordinary."

She stood still, staring blankly at the judges.

Her lips moved in astonishment, and her face, under the disguise, gradually turned pale. For a long time, she seemed to look at the huge black shadow at the back with the last hope.

The shadow did not speak.

To be precise, after the soup was served, he sniffed it and didn't move.

Sensing the contestant's gaze, the shadow raised his eyes coldly and glanced at her, "You lost."

"No... this... how is this possible!"

She rushed up like crazy, snatched the bowl from the hippopotamus's hand, and took a sip, feeling the painful and flavorful malicious Source Material bursting in her mouth, unbelievably.

"I didn't make any mistakes! There was no problem with any step..."

"No, you were wrong from the beginning."The female demon sneered at her and spoke the truth: "You're too slow, one step too slow."

"Just one step away, and it's destined to end like this."

The hippopotamus shook its head in pity. "You've lost, it's a pity, we can't let you advance. But considering the effort you've put in... we won't curse you. Please leave the stage."

"No!"

The woman roared, uncontrollably angry. "There's something wrong here! There must be something wrong!"

The thin man snapped his fingers disinterestedly, and a waiter stepped forward, reaching out and violently dragging her out of the arena.

The woman screamed and struggled, her cloak falling to reveal a large, eerie dark tattoo on her shoulder.

When she saw Huai Shi, she froze.

Huai Shi smiled.

As if he had expected it.

"Sorry." He shook his head in pity. "After eating my dish of dung beetle and pigeon curry... anything else I eat won't have any flavor."

That was his purpose in serving the dish before his opponent!

The combination of the decline toxin from the blood of the Qingguan Dragon and the ash of calamity could paralyze the judges' taste and perception, causing both their physical and spiritual sides to enter a brief period of time.

During this time, everything would taste bland.

When Huai Shi stood in front of her, she knew she had lost.

"It's you! It's you!"

The woman screamed frantically, reaching out to grab him, but she couldn't reach him. The waiter's speed increased. It was as if he was deliberately waiting for him to finish speaking before dragging her out and throwing her out the door that appeared in front of her.

The door closed.

The woman disappeared.

Huai Shi looked up and saw the judges smiling eerily.

They didn't seem angry at being tricked. Their gazes toward Huai Shi were more approving and encouraging, probably because he had successfully promoted the theme of the Chef Demon Contest: first in tearing each other apart, second in performance.

The struggle between the contestants was the best entertainment, wasn't it?

And at that moment, Luo Xian picked up her pot and walked toward the judges' table.

Huai Shi was stunned.

The words he had just said were not only for the defeated woman, but also a reminder to Luo Xian to wait a little longer before presenting her dish.

But he didn't expect her to be so confident.

She served her dish directly!

Even the judges were surprised.

"Courageous."

The hippopotamus nodded in admiration, looked down at the sauerkraut fish in front of him, frowned, and then prodded it with his chopsticks, frowning even more.

Something seemed off.

There was no sudden burst of golden light.

No overwhelming resentment.

And no strange fragrance spreading...

This dish looked... just like a normal sauerkraut fish!

He hesitantly took a bite.

Then he froze in place, his expression suddenly contorted, as if he had seen a ghost, or as if a ghost had appeared before him out of nowhere.

In short, he looked very shocked.

He stared blankly at Luo Xian.

His fingers twitched.

"You... you..."

The hippopotamus struggled to speak, then suddenly covered his mouth and, to the horror of the audience, bent over and vomited.

Vomited!

After experiencing countless storms, the judge actually collapsed in front of this sauerkraut fish.

Not only the hippopotamus, but the thin man also foamed at the mouth and struggled to keep himself from vomiting, fortunately, his mouth was small enough to contain it.

But the female demon had covered her face and was screaming.

Was it really so bad that it was inedible!

Even the dark shadow, after being stunned for a long time, made a surprised sound: "Impressive! Impressive! This child will be extraordinary in the future..."

"So powerful?"

Huai Shi stared in astonishment at the judges, took out a magnifying glass, and carefully observed the remaining fish in the pot. No matter how he looked at it, it looked like a normal sauerkraut fish.

There was no unusual smell or appearance.

It even made him a little hungry.

"Do you want to try some?" Luo Xian picked up a piece of fish with her chopsticks and put it in a plate, smiling helplessly. "To be honest, I think it's just average."

Huai Shi looked down at the plate in a daze.

He swallowed hard.

To be honest, he knew he was probably asking for trouble, but he couldn't help but want to know... what this thing really tasted like.

After all, he had watched the entire cooking process, and there was no poison or any unusual cooking methods involved.

It was just an ordinary fish.

It couldn't be that bad, right?

With this in mind, Huai Shi made a decision that he would regret for the rest of his life—he picked up his chopsticks.

Took a bite.

Three seconds later, he knelt on the ground, vomited out a foul bile, tears streaming down his face.

"How... how could it..."

He shouted in frustration, "How could it be so disgusting!"

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