Hell Game: Starting from Metropolis

"Uh"

Seeing its serious expression, he could only thump his tentacles even harder.

However, considering the takeout department's break room, which was even worse than the public bathhouse's changing room, and considering Niu Ma and his own style of doing things, Red Dragonfly's words didn't seem wrong.

"Alright, that concludes the introduction of the two contestants and their entries for this competition."

"Now, the competition officially begins! Based on the principle of proximity, let's first taste Napoleon's entry."

Red Dragonfly gestured for Liu Zheng to put the soup pot down.

"The Bloody Restaurant is the most prestigious restaurant in the Metropolitan, and its position in the culinary world has never been shaken."

"As the head chef of the Bloody Restaurant, Napoleon's skill in stewing soup must have reached its peak."

"Alright, let's savor this masterpiece."

The red dragonfly lifted the lid of the pot.

A plume of red smoke rose from the pot, then exploded, hitting the faces of everyone present.

Everyone's expression immediately changed as the intensely spicy aroma, like a red dragonfly's referee's stick, was forcefully shoved into their nostrils.

Their faces instantly turned bright red, as if they had been soaking in a 180-degree Celsius hot spring for three days and three nights.

But soon, a cloud of green smoke rose and spread again.

The refreshing scent of vanilla wafted into their nostrils, gently soothing their nerves stimulated by the spiciness.

The flush on her face quickly faded, leaving behind an unconscious intoxication.

"As expected of the Bloody Restaurant's chef's creation, it's captivating even before you taste it. Just the prelude fully engages my taste buds, sense of smell, and sight; it's more luxurious than the finest perfumes."

"I feel like my appetite has been completely stimulated. I can even drink a glass of plain water with relish, let alone a pot of delicious stew."

"Guokou Tangzi, facing such a formidable opponent, are you feeling nervous at this moment?"

Red Dragonfly handed the microphone to Guokou Tangzi.

"Not nervous at all."

Guo Kou Tangzi said with a cold expression.

"Oh? Why is that? I saw that you were clearly also affected by the prelude just now."

The red dragonfly asked curiously.

"A chef doesn't make soup with flavor."

Guo Kou Tangzi shook his head.

"What do you use?"

"Careful."

She said.

"With heart? There's no heart on the list of materials for this competition."

The red dragonfly was somewhat confused.

"I'm talking about the heart of the soul."

Guo Kou Tangzi remained silent.

"Haha, of course I know, it was just a little bit of humor."

The red dragonfly let out a hearty laugh.

Guo Kou Tangzi frowned and gave Liu Zheng a questioning look.

"Where did you find such an unreliable person?"

The latter shrugged, indicating that he was also innocent.

When we first met, Red Dragonfly didn't pull this stunt.

Then again, it's hard to say whether this red dragonfly is the same one he saw for the first time.

But as long as the functions are the same, it's fine.

"It seems that the contestant from Guokoutangzi lacks a sense of humor. But that's okay. As a chef, the quality of one's cooking skills is the most important thing in life."

"Alright, let's officially taste this 'soup served in a million-dollar pot'."

Red Dragonfly picked up the soup ladle from the pot and scooped out a small amount of soup.

The pure white, thick soup clearly indicates the addition of cream, a standard Western-style cream soup recipe.

Liu Zheng couldn't tell anything from the others, after all, he wasn't a professional chef.

“Delicious!”

The red dragonfly took a sip and its eyes lit up immediately.

"Perfect seasoning, distinct flavor profiles, and at least a hundred flavor compounds. Each flavor clashes with and combines with the others, ultimately converging into a rich soup with a predominantly sweet and savory taste."

"The pungent and spicy flavor that was present when the lid was opened was completely absent in the soup. It's truly amazing."

It marveled at this.

The Bloody Restaurant truly lives up to its reputation; just this pot of soup alone makes its hosting of the competition worthwhile.

"Guokou Tangzi contestant, would you like to try some?"

The red dragonfly asked.

Although the results announced by the referee are final, one of the referee's responsibilities is to ensure that the contestants accept the outcome.

"Okay."

Guo Kou Tangzi came over and scooped up a spoonful with his own soup ladle.

"Not bad, but that's about it."

She nodded, her expression calm.

"It seems that contestant Guokou Tangzi is very confident in her work. Well then, let's see if her work lives up to her confidence."

The red dragonfly walked to the soup pot at the rim of the pot and then opened the lid.

There were no unusual phenomena, only a little bit of heat rising up.

The soup in the pot was clear as water, with some green scallions floating on the surface.

The soup base, which is easily visible at a glance, consists only of some small pieces of tofu and seaweed.

"The Extreme Flavor Group was once a cutting-edge culinary organization in the Metropolitan Area. Its Extreme Flavor Restaurant once ranked among the top ten most popular restaurants in the Metropolitan Area in just one year."

"Unfortunately, because of the use of prohibited substances in the culinary competition, the restaurant was disqualified and ordered to close down, and never recovered."

"But this current leader of Gokurakukan, Kokachi Yuko, has shown great confidence."

"Is she bluffing or is she confident? And will the Extreme Flavor Group be able to seize this opportunity for a phoenix-like rebirth?"

"Don't go away, I'm about to reveal the answer to you."

The red dragonfly scooped up a spoonful of soup and put it in its mouth.

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"Delicious."

The red dragonfly drank the soup and remained silent for a full half minute before finally speaking.

Liu Zheng nodded, waiting for him to continue.

Then, silence fell over the air.

"and then?"

A minute later, he finally couldn't help but ask.

"What then?"

The red dragonfly was acting inexplicably.

"Comments, please."

Liu Zheng was even more baffled than it.

"Have you finished ordering?"

"Just two words?"

He said speechlessly.

They spent ages posing for a two-word review.

"A truly delicious soup only needs two words to describe it. However..."

Red Dragonfly changed the subject.

"This level of soup probably can't be made with just the ingredients on the ingredient list, right?"

It looked at the soup at the edge of the pot.

"I did not use any materials that were outside the bill of materials."

Guo Kou Tangzi pursed his lips and said.

"You didn't, but you must have used cooking techniques beyond normal limits, right? Was it this pot?"

The red dragonfly examined the soup pot in front of it.

"Yes, but the agreed-upon competition rules did not say that the ability to use this pot was prohibited."

Guo Kou Tangzi readily admitted it.

“That’s right. But the stakes in the competition are the complete soup pot passed down through the Jiwei Group.”

"If I'm not mistaken, this pot is no longer intact, is it?"

The red dragonfly's tone gradually turned unfriendly.

"If I lose, I will use my 'meat' to finish this pot."

Guo Kou Tangzi said through gritted teeth.

"You say that because you think you're guaranteed to win. Since you've won, you don't need to pay any price to make amends."

Red Dragonfly shook her head, glancing discreetly at Liu Zheng.

"Considering that there was no prior agreement that the special ability could not be used with kitchen utensils, I will still declare you the winner of this match."

"But you must finish this soup pot before I announce the result of the match."

"Otherwise, I will declare the match invalid."

It thought for a moment and then said.

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Guo Kou Tangzi remained silent for a long time. Just when Liu Zheng thought she was going to give up, she finally spoke.

"it is good."

She picked up the soup spoon and tapped the pot.

"Clang clang clang!!!"

The crisp, resonant tapping sound echoed in the hot spring, like a bell ringing before a meal.

"Boss, we're here!"

Soon, the four-person team of scallions, ginger, garlic, and pepper rushed in.

They had charged in with a fighting stance, but after looking at the situation, they hesitated and slowed down.

"Boss, are you alright?"

Chili Head asked cautiously.

"It's alright. Chili Head, kneel down."

"That's what Guo Kou Tangzi said."