Chapter 288: The Birth of a Chef
An open space filled with gold, Seraph walked in search of food to feed the two of them.
His expression was calm. [Nonsense, besides nonsense, nothing is more nonsense than those two.
Not enough grilled chicken? It's raising the difficulty to five stars?]
As Seraph walked, before he had even gone very far,
the surroundings were filled with gold. Everywhere he looked, there was gold. The sky was like gold.
Seraph walked forward and saw a shadowy figure approaching.
Seraph immediately stopped walking, his alertness heightened.
"Another stranger."
This person, dressed in all black, approached with a chicken neatly wrapped in a bag.
From the outside, it was clear that this was definitely a chicken.
Gravin approached, dressed all in black, walking unhurriedly. When Gravin noticed Seraph,
he stopped walking, his alertness heightened considerably. "A kid? "
Seraph was stunned, shocked that people still valued chickens.
[Am I the only one abnormal? Everyone has chickens. What does that mean? What are they hiding?]
Gravin stood staring at Seraph.
Seraph just stood there, motionless.
The silence told him that no one had started talking.
Seraph, seeing the silence in front of him, asked to clear his confusion.
"Excuse me. My name is Seraph. Who are you...?"
Gravin replied easily. "My name is Gravin, a freelance cultivator with no affiliation."
Seraph nodded. "I want to trade that chicken for some canned food.
Can you trade it?"
Gravin lifted the chicken in his hand to check for any abnormalities.
Gravin turned the chicken around, inspecting it, then turned to Seraph. "You want this chicken?"
Seraph nodded. "Yes, for some canned food that lasts for a very long time." Food for one person, enough to last a month.
Isn't that a great deal? "
Gravin thought hastily. [What do you mean? This guy is willing to trade a month's worth of food for this chicken? Is his brain abnormal?...
One chicken gets three meals a day and a month's worth of canned food. What's he thinking?]
Gravin thought suspiciously. "What are you planning to do with this? I see it as very convenient for me.
What are you planning? One chicken and a month's worth of canned food. What's he thinking?"
Seraph took out a single can of canned food. [Yes, what were those idiots thinking?
A month's worth of canned food can be used to trade for chickens. This guy is normal, but those two are abnormal.]
"I was ordered by the leader to trade this for someone else's chickens.
If I can't trade, my life will be gone. So please, please.
Give me that food. And with canned food, please.
Seraph bowed his head and begged Gravin to send over the chicken.
Gravin took a deep breath, thinking back to the past.
This chicken was from Boss Otis of the Two-Headed Dragon Army.
He ordered us to find five-star chicken for the meal.
So I went to study cooking and chicken.
With the many techniques I learned to make five-star roast chicken,
I created the most fragrant and delicious five-star roast chicken I've ever had.
After creating this chicken, I used rare paper to preserve its integrity.
And when I was finished, I prepared to return to base to serve this meal.
The chef there warned me, "Are you leaving now?"
So I replied, "Yes, sir. Thank you for your kind attention."
I'll take this food. "Give it to someone to eat."
The chef crossed his arms, looking puzzled. "Alright, you can stay here for a month. I guarantee this chicken is the best."
Gravin's expression darkened when he heard the word "month."
"What did you say?"
The chef patted Gravin on the shoulder. "Even if you can stay here for a month,"
"You have to become a top chef. Follow your dreams."
Gravin fell silent. A crisis was approaching. "I spent a month making five-star grilled chicken?"
The chef patted Gravin on the shoulder. "Yes, a month and a half. That's enough time to open a restaurant. If you have nowhere else to go, you can come here.
Our restaurant will always welcome you back."
Gravin was extremely anxious. [A month with five-star grilled chicken]
I'm dead. I think that guy will often order me to make five-star grilled chicken.
So I decided to practice his cooking techniques. But it took me a month.
That guy must be starving to death! We need to run!]
Gravin began to run away hurriedly.
He was walking along the path, swarming with yellow demon frogs. He held a five-star roasted chicken in his hand.
Gravin killed the demon frog, his face expressionless. "Where is this place? Why are there so many demon frogs?"
Gravin walked unhurriedly. At first, there were a lot of demon frogs.
They blocked Gravin's path.
Gravin looked at the demon frogs blocking his path. "There are so many of them."
No matter how dangerous the path was, it was worth running away.
Gravin hadn't walked long when a swarm of yellow frogs spat out their tongues and attacked him. Whoosh!
Many red tongues flew in.
Gravin swung his sword and slashed the demonic tongues. Whoosh! Boom! Boom!
The demonic frogs couldn't do anything to themselves.
Gravin looked at his body. Spirit energy was increasing from cutting off the frog's tongue.
"So, this is it. The lucky frog bestows spirit energy upon the one who can cut off its tongue?"
The source of spirit energy has increased, causing cultivators to flock here to absorb the spirit energy from the frog's tongue.
Interesting, interesting. I don't have time, so I guess?"
Gravin looked up into the sky and saw a red potion float over his head. Whoosh!
The red potion floated down and landed on the ground, a long distance away from Gravin. Thud! Boom!
The red potion shattered. A red energy emitted, luring the frog monsters towards him.
A large number of yellow frog monsters charged at high speed, their leaping sounds resounding.
The frog monsters leaped in great numbers.
Gravin saw them and was shocked to the core. Suddenly, the number of frog monsters increased dramatically.
Gravin exclaimed, "More!"
Gravin ran away from the swarm of frogs, which had sped up their leaps, chasing Gravin.
Gravin ran hurriedly. In the direction he was running, he happened to see Woman A and Man B, who he thought were among the Seraphs.
Gravin decided to run away from the two for safety. Whoosh!
[Tch, these guys look strong. Better stay away.]
And since Gravin had been running for so long, he had used up a lot of his energy.
Gravin decided to rest. The one sitting on the ground heard a loud noise.
BOOM!
Gravin was startled and quickly jumped up onto the tree, his gaze darting towards the sound.
People and trees were being swallowed into the belly of the City Devouring Frog. Boom!
Gravin gasped. The City Devouring Frog's terrifying pressure was overwhelming.
Displaying immense power, a simple breath of air could create empty space in an instant. Boom!
Gravin smiled slightly, his sadness at the sight before him forcing him to make a decision.
"I'll quit cultivating and make Five-Star Roast Chicken my profession."
And so the challenger, the Five-Star Roast Chicken Chef, was born.
Gravin, having made his decision, was sucked in at breakneck speed by the gust of wind from the demon frog.
Gravin could not resist. He looked ahead, a demonic frog mouth engulfing the city, its mouth open at the side.
In a desperate moment,
Gravin turned to see a beautiful green light and a charming young woman smiling proudly.
An unforgettable impression.
The woman in front of him was Fiona, who used a slashing attack to split the golden cup in half. Boom!
Gravin stared at the glowing green light, unable to blink.
"How beautiful, goddess…?" Amidst the wind, everything was pitch black.