Even if a fisherman enters an infinite game, he still has to cast a rod

The players who have been caught have already recognized that this pig-head is Tianpeng.

However, the Human-Pig King's dependence on the culprit made them a little confused.

Ouyang Ming frowned: "What kind of Eskimo syndrome does Uncle Huo have? Why is he hiding behind Tianpeng?"

Zhuge Jing: "Stockholm syndrome, idiot."

Wu Qu shouted: "Huo Guangyao!!! Wake up, we are your companions!!!"

"Please forgive me for turning you into this state." Tianpeng gently touched the head of the Human Pig King again:

"As you can see, the reason why he trusts me so much is because he knows that I am completely helpless and it is just a mission with a different perspective."

Fatty Zhang sneered: "Look at what you said, it's as if someone forced you to be the leader."

Jiang Yuan: "Helpless? Different standpoints? It sounds like you don't identify with this Heavenly Palace?"

"To be honest, I am just a small An-level sect leader. I shouldn't have entered this heavenly palace." Tian Peng complained:

"It was you who sent people in every day and raised Wu Cong'an to the level of extinction. I had no choice but to be recruited by the Queen Mother and assigned the job of head chef."

"In order to conform to their weird aesthetics, I had to put a pig's head on my head and go along with the crowd."

Between the lines, there is dissatisfaction with being forced to upgrade, as if he had suffered some great injustice.

Players:......

So we should kowtow to you!?!?

Blame us humans for being too weak and accidentally nurturing you to the point of extinction!?!?

But in the final analysis, this was still the sin of the Security Department, which not only brought disaster to mankind, but also made the sect leader himself full of resentment.

The air outside was flowing. Yu Du took off the bubbles on everyone's heads and asked Tianpeng directly:

"What is your game mission?"

Tian Peng said bluntly: "My game has never changed from the peace level to the destruction level. You only need to cook a top-notch delicacy that I have never tasted, and you can receive my gift and leave this level."

"However, as a top chef in charge of a heavenly dining room, I have already tasted all kinds of flavors in the world, so it is not easy to make another dish that can satisfy me."

"Now, Master Fu Mengyou and Jiang Shenzi, each of you has one chance. I have given you companions opportunities before. You can seek experience from them."

Yu Du looked at everyone: "What did you cook?"

Ouyang Ming touched the back of his head and said, "Oh, Captain, you know me. I don't know how to cook. I eat six meals a day in the cafeteria."

Zhuge Jing shook his head: "I don't know how either. I just call mom when I'm hungry."

Fatty Zhang: "We are all grown men, who knows how to cook?

"Who still cooks for themselves these days? They just use self-heating meal packs and nutritional supplements at home."

"I only order takeout to count the coupons."

“Don’t vegetables grow on the plate themselves?”

"My family hired eight chefs from other places to cook."

Jiang Yuan could tell that all the heroes here were talented.

Huo Hu, the only one who knew how to cook, was taken away by other monsters before he even entered the door. The rest of the people had basically never been to the kitchen and didn't even know what the pots and pans were used for.

But even so, the players, based on the principle that if they couldn't make delicious food to pass the level, they would make some dark dishes to poison Tianpeng. They threw everything they saw into the pot and boiled it for a while, making a [Qiankun Chaos Assorted Tonic Soup].

The ingredients include but are not limited to: 10,000-year-old snow ganoderma, a transformed living ginseng, a stepped durian, an uncleaned original beef intestine, three scoops of swill, a basin of eyeballs from an unknown animal, and pure mud...

The smell after cooking is even stinkier than the silt under the moat that has been secretly discharged by chemical factories for three hundred years. Just one sniff can kill you.

When the time came to reveal the truth, the evil Tianpeng calmly took a bite and not only did he not die, he also decided that the taste was not a delicacy, and that he had tasted this taste before and found it lacked creativity, so he beat everyone up and threw them into the basement to inhale the fog.

Jiang Yuan turned around and playfully asked the young man beside him, "Sir, do you want to give it a try?"

Yu Du, who was dressed in a black robe, shook his head: "No need."

"Boss, you are joking." Ouyang Ming said with a smile:

"How can our captain cook? He has been in the Security Department for so long, and he has been taking nutritional supplements and nutritional pastes every day to fool his stomach. It's as if he has no sense of taste."

Jiang Yuan: "Oh?"

Your captain’s cooking skills are extraordinary. It might shock you if I tell you about it.

However, this level of difficulty obviously cannot be easily overcome by cooking skills alone.

Jiang Yuan said to Tian Peng, "Let's not waste time in the kitchen."

Tianpeng: "What do you want to do?"

“To make the most delicious food in the world, the cooking method is secondary, the key lies in the ingredients used.”

The beautiful snow-haired son of God, with a curved smile on his lips, took out the three-watch whip, swung it leisurely, and said:

"Although the most precious ingredients in the world have been gathered in the Heavenly Kitchen, the most delicious one must be the one that I, Tianpeng Zhenjun, have tasted all the delicacies in the world, right?"

Players: “What the hell?!”

"..."

Tianpeng lowered his head. After a brief silence, he covered his pig's head and laughed happily:

“Pfft….Hahahaha! That’s right, it’s me! I am the most delicious ingredient in the world!!! There is nothing more delicious than me in this world!”

As he spoke, he clapped his hands and a loud commotion sounded in the sky. The players looked up and hurriedly retreated a dozen steps. Soon, a pile of black charcoal fell from the sky and hit the ground. Before everyone could react, a black-grey iron pot as big as the octagonal arena also fell from the sky. The pot was filled with solidified milky white ointment, exuding a rich meaty aroma.

When everything was ready, Tianpeng snapped his fingers crisply, and the peach wood charcoal underneath was instantly ignited, burning around the black pot like a fire dragon.

"I have waited too long for this, now all the ingredients and utensils are here!"

The pig-headed youth nimbly jumped onto the edge of the black pot, his robe and apron fluttering wildly, and a two-meter-long nine-toothed rake appeared in his hand. He stretched out his arms towards Jiang Yuan and Yu Du below, his pores dilated with excitement, and shouted:

"You two, come and cook me and taste me!!!"

"I'm sorry." Jiang Yuan shook his head and refused righteously:

“I don’t eat pork.”

Tianpeng: ......