258: Chapter 257: Subversion (Part 3) 258: Chapter 257: Subversion (Part 3) The Fla Dragon was roaring.
Not only did Cao Chun see the Fla Dragon, the other six people in the shop also had similar illusions.
“Bang!”
Cao Chun managed to stay calm, but Sena Hikari, who had not yet reached the level of a Super Chef, showed fright, ardently stumbling several steps backward as his bottom left the chair.
Dojima Yin, Shinohara Shigetaro, and Aoki Motota, each had a solemn expression on their faces.
“The perfect fusion of culinary spirit and fire…”
“The heart of fire!
A different sensation!”
Dojima Yin murmured, suddenly recalling the culinary battle during their training residency.
Similarly, the “Shuangjiang Magical Mapo Tofu” also gave him the sensation of a raging Fla Dragon burning everything in its path.
“Roar—”
Seconds later, the dragon’s roar still faintly echoed in their ears, causing their eardrums to throb.
Yet, Dojima Yin and the other top-level Super Chefs did not lose their composure, and it was Cao Chun’s second ti experiencing such an effect; although shocked, he kept his wits about him.
Among them all, Sena Hikari was the least able to handle the situation.
It was his misfortune, not being a Super Chef, he backed all the way to the door of the shop and could no longer sll the overpowering scent, the terrifying feeling in his heart imdiately subsided.
The shop was still the sa shop.
Xia Yu opened the bag, a large bag of seafood rice, now spread out on the plates at the kitchen counter.
“This is…!”
Dojima Yin’s pupils slightly constricted.
The color of the dish was a mix of red and black, but the ‘red’ wasn’t the chili powder-like red of the original recipe; it was the orange-red of flas.
At first glance, it looked as though there were a cluster of writhing flas tucked inside the foil bag!
“What’s going on!”
Shinohara Shigetaro and Aoki Motota reacted similarly, eyes wide, staring intently at the dish just a mirror’s distance away.
“Alive, alive?”
The delicate, pale face of Liangzi Lina was marked with shock.
Reflected in her eyes was a dish continually emitting steam from the grill.
Streams of steam semi-concealed the now-dry rice in the foil bag, which resembled cracked earth.
The black rice ford the soil.
The red sauce was like the molten lava flickering with a sinister red light.
At this mont, Xia Yu shook the foil bag, the red and black rice tumbled, the process resembling lava eroding the land.
Beneath the black land was a deep abyss of lava that could swallow everything!
Gurgle~
Swallowing his saliva.
Appetite rising, Aoki Motota squinted his eyes slightly, a direct reflex response to sensing danger.
The shop fell silent.
Xia Yu placed seven bowls on the counter, took a rice spoon himself, and distributed the freshly grilled seafood rice into the seven bowls, then along with the elegant white porcelain spoons, placed everything onto a tray and handed it out through the window.
“Please enjoy—” Smiling refreshingly, Xia Yu gestured for the row of distinguished guests at the bar to help themselves.
The atmosphere was sowhat strange, no one felt like speaking, silently passing the bowls and spoons filled with seafood rice.
Starting with Eriina, they arrayed themselves down the line—Dojima Yin, Shinohara Shigetaro, Liangzi Lina, Aoki Motota, and on the periphery, Cao Chun and Sena Hikari, all received a bowl of the grilled dish.
Cao Chun and Sena Hikari stood just as they were.
Bringing the bowl close to his nose, he deeply inhaled the rich aroma.
Shivering, his bones went soft, a hint of wonder appeared in Cao Chun’s eyes, “Truly, it is ice and fire!”
“Then, let’s dig in!”
The row of people at the bar brought their palms together and then took hold of the spoons, taking a small bite of the piping hot grilled dish.
In a swipe.
Sweat imdiately beaded on their foreheads.
Dojima Yin was like soone who had bitten into a bomb, his cheeks twitching, yet he clenched his teeth tightly, refusing to spit out the food in his mouth.
While chewing, he unfastened the buttons of his suit jacket.
He took off his tie as well.
Even a few buttons on his shirt were boldly undone.
“That’s it!”
Ready, Dojima Yin said with a trembling heart, finally biting down hard, earnestly chewing on the “Pitch-Black Rice”!
At that mont, it was as if a pair of hands heavily struck the piano keys, and with the crisp, potent lody, Dojima Yin was lost.
“Do-Re-Mi-Fa-So-La-Ti-Do…”
The grand opera house of the fantasy world.
Dojima Yin ca back to his senses, only to find himself sitting on a small chair, surrounded by several small drums.
He unconsciously tapped one with a mallet.
Boom!
The deep and majestic sound of the drum imdiately echoed through the opera house.
It was like the opening drumbeat, and cheers like a tidal wave ca from the audience, shaking the entire venue.
“What’s going on…”
A trace of astonishnt flickered in his eyes.
Even soone as composed as Dojima Yin couldn’t help but panic at this mont.
Eh.
Suddenly, several people appeared in his field of view.
Tiqie Helinai had a violin on her shoulder, bow in hand, in front of her a magic music stand with a pair of snow-white wings floated automatically.
Shinohara Shigetaro was at the position of the grand cello.
Aoki Motota looked astonished as he examined the golden saxophone in his hands.
Liangzi Lina, dressed in a white grand ball gown, like a noble Moon Elf, quietly sat behind a large harp in the corner.
Cao Chun and Sena Hikari, one blowing a flute, the other a horn.
Other instrunts on the field floated automatically, without anyone controlling them.
“Thud!”
The stage lights ca on, the conductor’s podium under the spotlight, a young man in a tailcoat stood there, his back to the audience, a faint smile on his face, he glanced over the orchestra mbers including Dojima Yin, Tiqie Helinai, “Let’s start!”
Then, the conductor baton moved.
A lody, intense and uplifting from the start, engulfed participants like Dojima Yin and Eriina, making them feel suffocated, cold sweat ran down their foreheads, their hands uncontrollably moving according to the music score and lody in their minds, playing a harmonious symphony!
The audience, silent.
“Rumble”
Suddenly, the ceiling of the venue, like a grand door, slowly pulled open to the sides, revealing the azure sky, and the quiet audience suddenly scread as two huge dragons targeted and dove down towards the opera house!
With a tremor, the dragons, one red and one white, elegantly perched atop the opera house do, stretching their necks down with their large heads.
Scales, dragon bodies, dragon necks.
Details so intricate and clear, beautifully breathtaking, the White Dragon radiating cold air, the Red Dragon entwined with undying flas.
“Roar—”
Both dragons simultaneously raised their heads and roared, the symphony reached its climax at this very mont!
Orchestra’s area.
Far apart, Liangzi Lina and Tiqie Helinai, as if have a tacit understanding, at that very mont, started chanting loudly.
“Praise the primitive, eternal fla…”
As the poem began.
Instantly, a devoted expression appeared on their faces, like devout believers chanting the doctrine of the True God they served, spreading it across the mortal world.
The opera house was filled with grand, lingering chanting.
The True God sent a male and female, ice and fire, the Dragon’s Servants.
After a commotion in the audience, the people also followed the uplifting lody, singing out loud.
Chanting voices converged into a torrent, ringing through the sky of the fantasy city, red clouds gathering in the sky gradually.
“Ding…”
The final, powerful note fell.
Xia’s shop.
Dojima Yin, drenched in sweat, opened his eyes still filled with astonishnt.
“Incredible…” he muttered, his lips trembling.
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