Chapter 562: Chapter 561: Interview (Part 2)
Second Floor Kitchen.
A Chinese iron pot, glowing red from the heat, sat on the stove.
Xia Yu used a fire poker to break up the still-glowing red coals in the stove and doused them with so water to extinguish the flas.
He clapped his hands.
Turning back to look at the fried rice on the cooking counter, Xia Yu felt quite satisfied.
As he plated the dish, he received a system ssage.
“Successfully created a new Taboo Recipe.”
“Please na the Taboo Recipe.”
“Let’s call it ‘Fla Egg Fried Rice’!” Xia Yu responded.
“Naming successful!”
“‘Fla Egg Fried Rice’ (Purple): A forbidden recipe, a culinary path using ‘Gem at’ and ‘Five-headed Bird Egg,’ enabling most Gourt Cell holders to grow stronger through devouring.”
“Note: The dish cannot emit light. The higher the completion, the more active cells it contains for the Food Tyrant Chef to digest and absorb, but eating too much may cause so dangerous changes.”
Ha—
Xia Yu’s eyes glead with joy.
The first Food Tyrant Taboo Recipe he invented was finally here!
Last night’s improvisation was, after all, spontaneous. Many small details weren’t well handled, and his use of Golden Fra Burst Fla seed rusty, so the dish’s final completion was not high and did not et the criteria for inclusion in the recipe.
But after working overti in the Chef God Space last night, he beca familiar with the perfect Burst Fla, and today, after the eting, he plunged into practice. Indeed, in the afternoon, after nurous failures, he successfully created his own recipe!
This ant that Xia Yu could now call himself a Food Tyrant Chef!
He finally had a Taboo Recipe marked with his personal imprint.
Moreover, this Taboo Recipe was far superior to the system-provided ‘Pan-fried Gem at,’ and even faintly showed signs of surpassing the Special Grade, moving towards the threshold of the Lin Level…
“A Taboo Dish with over 90% completion!”
With amazent in his eyes and slling the rich aroma of the plate of fried rice, Xia Yu’s mouth watered.
Zhu Qing wasn’t around, and the others were downstairs; it was just him in the kitchen. Xia Yu resisted the temptation, found a clean spoon, scooped up a spoonful, and didn’t hurry to eat. He carefully admired it.
Compared to last night, the dish looked more exquisite.
The oil from the ‘Gem at Cubes’ and the Taboo Egg Liquid, stir-fried with the Burst Fla, almost ford a magnificent fiery shell tightly wrapping the rice grains.
Thus, it was a plate of flaming rice, and looking down, each grain of rice on the white porcelain plate seed to be burning.
Worth ntioning:
Last night’s fried rice tasted vastly different from today’s.
The impromptu creation only had a little seasoning salt, but today, with the intention of including the recipe, Xia Yu broadened his approach, using the maximum purple-frad [Spice Inequality], creating a spice formula. Therefore, the color of the rice also had the influence of spices.
“What a pity!”
Xia Yu glanced at a glass bottle inside a tal box.
Inside the bottle was the golden, sparkling Taboo Spice ‘rck’s Stars,’ a total of 50 grams, his trophy from defeating Tiqie Ji. Unfortunately, his initial contact with Taboo Spices ant that mastering their ‘control’ was still far off, let alone practicing it.
Undoubtedly, if he could one day master the thod to control ‘rck’s Stars,’ combined with [Spice Inequality], the second Taboo Recipe would be born.
“Let’s give it a try!”
With a hint of curiosity, Xia Yu swallowed the spoonful of fried rice.
His eyes went wide instantly!
“Hot!”
Deep in his soul, this word was imprinted; one spoonful of rice was like swallowing a volcano.
Boom.
Bleak images appeared, with five-headed birds and mammoth-like elephants charging at him with an oppressive aura. His heart skipped a beat, and Xia Yu propped himself up on the cooking counter. After a while, he felt his head growing heavier.
“What’s happening!”
A strange heat pervaded his body, an unbearable itch, as if he were breaking out in hives. Xia Yu couldn’t help but scratch.
His hands reached into his clothes, scratching, but the itch only intensified.
Ah!
His heart suddenly thudded, and his face went numb for at least a second. When his soul returned to his body and his senses restored, Xia Yu finally understood what the familiar heaviness in his head was.
He grabbed his shoulder!
His hand encountered sothing soft and smooth, like silk.
A vein bulged on his forehead, and Xia Yu muttered, “Damn it, transford into a flamboyant one again.”
He attempted to move, but the sound of dragging a carpet across the floor stopped him. Xia Yu, startled, looked down to find his hair was at least three or four ters long, creating a colorful carpet around him.
He rolled his eyes in exasperation.
“System, what’s going on?”
“[Demon·Gourt Cell] Enhancent in progress. Please continue eating!”
Huh!
Xia Yu’s eyes widened. Checking the Gourt Cell information, a line reading “requires consumption of a second resonating Taboo Cuisine to enhance cell strength” brought him back to his senses. He patted his hot forehead.
“Resonating?”
What a surprising delight. Xia Yu no longer cared about looking ostentatious and returned to the cooking counter. With a spoon in hand, he devoured the food like a storm!
“Strength B→Strength A (Progress 10%)…”
“15%…”
“20%…”
When Xia Yu finished the plate of fried rice and licked his lips, he turned back to look behind him and was stunned: “What the—”
His hair, initially three or four ters long, now covered half the kitchen.
His forehead beaded with cold sweat.
Without continuing to eat, the reinforcent progress showed 51% on his retina, gradually fading.
“Please consu a third resonating Taboo Cuisine to enhance,” the system prompted.
“Forget about that for now, help manage my hair!”
“Host, please handle it yourself.”
Xia Yu tried to control the cells in his body, but just as he was about to transform, his hair, like being blown by the wind, began to grow again. He imdiately stopped in cold sweat.
While the young man was in distress, soone knocked on the door.
Knock, knock.
With curtains drawn tight on the windows and no visibility from outside, a voice ca through the intercom:
“Yu, the official dia from the competition is here, and President Dojima is calling you out for an interview.”
A female voice.
“Makki, co in quickly!” Xia Yu’s voice carried a hint of relief.
Reinforcents!
“What’s the door lock code?”
“My birthday.”
Click, the door opened, and then the young girl froze, covering her mouth, standing stunned for a mont.
“Oh my God—”
Another voice exclaid in awe.
It was Tiqie Helinai’s first ti seeing this colorful hair, let alone the current situation with the carpet of hair covering half the kitchen, sprawling across the dining table and draping across the floor.
Bang!
The door was slamd shut heavily.
Because Morioka Makoto caught sight of Chiyoda Aichi’s official interview team coming down the hallway.
“Yu, handle it yourself!” his childhood friend urged, “The interview team is here!”
“Okay, I’ll see what I can do. Try to buy so ti…”
Dojima Yin and Chiyoda Aichi led the team over.
“Where’s Instructor Xia?”
Dojima Yin looked at the closed kitchen door, ready to input the password, but Morioka Makoto, sweating on her forehead, stopped him: “Ah, President, wait a minute. Instructor Xia is at a critical mont in cooking and asked not to disturb him.”
He furrowed his brow, then relaxed.
Dojima Yin turned to Chiyoda Aichi’s interview team: “Everyone, please wait for a mont!”
“Certainly.”
Chiyoda Aichi smiled.
About a quarter hour later, Xia Yu opened the door and ca out.
Makki and Eriina watched him intently.
The colorful hair carpet had strangely disappeared without a trace, but Makki noticed keenly that the young instructor wore a chef hat, with his hair tucked inside.
With a wink at the two of them, Xia Yu stood in front of the cara.
“You can start the interview.”
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