Apocalyptic Forecast

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Just thinking of this, Huai Shi was unable to bear trembling.

“Isn’t it the same in the present situation? You can accept the coral cloud, why can’t you accept the sky changing?” The crow asked calmly, “Reassure yourself, if it’s a big deal, just change the material package.”

“But why did it look like this?”

“The entire border area of ​​Eastern Xia is like this. To be precise, the border of the entire Asia area is enveloped by this endless ocean, and there will be a torrent sweeping every 3 gaps 5 and descending from the sky, flooding everything… and then start Rebuild, waiting for the next flood to come.

Rome is even worse. It is said that the whole is caught in the earth’s crust. The fire in the Middle East has not yet been extinguished, and the city of steel is erected on top of the fire and lava…”

The crow sighed: “This is the proof of being out of the present situation. Huai Shi, in this stable place at the border, don’t worry about other dangers, but don’t think about being able to return to the cradle.

Hardcore, come out with a manly spirit, isn’t it just a sea? It’s just as if it doesn’t exist. “

Although it is said, but such a big thing, you can see it as impossible.

Huai Shi lowered his head almost forcibly, letting himself forget this matter, don’t worry that the ocean above would suddenly fall down, and brace oneself walked forward.

Right next to him, a fellow fatty saw his stiff look, unable to bear laughed, scratched his creak nest, and laughed in body odor.

“My face, youngster, looks very capable. Are you also a contestant in this Demon Contest?”

“Huh? Ah, yes.”

Huai Shi cautiously slowed down a bit, trying to avoid the suffocating body odor, but immediately found that the back was more smelly, only to grind his teeth to speed up.

“Hah, when the time comes, just come here!” The fatty grinned, and his expression was quite bloody: “I won’t lose to you!”

It’s a pity that the figure doesn’t seem to be able to cut down Monsters, eliminate Demons, and even carries an iron pan like a cook.

Fortunately, soon, the fat slowed down, and she laughed and talked with the slicked-back peers, watching the huge boxes they carried with them, heavy footsteps, and a strong body shape , All remind Huai Shi, these all are strong enemies.

It didn’t take long for Huai Shi to approach the general lights of the playground and saw the surging crowd inside the open iron gate.

Not only Eastern Xia people, Yingzhou people, Myanmar people, etc., but even many whites and blacks walking in them, with fierce eyes and a cold expression, watching the side participants with caution.

But their dress is always a little weird, so Huai Shi feels something is not right.

Even worse, just outside the door, the vocal square was filled with stalls, and all kinds of strange-shaped people were clamoring for strange things.

“Look, take a look! Treasures canned herring for 30 years. It smells disgusting and tastes disgusting. The quantity is limited. I want to buy it as soon as possible!”

“Authentic soy sauce, boutique ear folds, let’s take a look at everything, don’t miss it!”

“Fresh rotten durian…”

“Authentic green hair poison wine, selected Goblin leg hair brew, has been selected as hell non-cultural material heritage! Take a sip of father today, you will have heritage tomorrow!”

“Freshly Cooked Abyssal Snail Rice Curry Mix!”

“…”

“My mother!”

Huai Shi was smoked by the oncoming odor, staggering back, almost vomiting out, face deathly pale. The crow gave him a puzzled look: “What are you doing stunned? Go buy it!”

Huai Shi dumbfounded: “What to buy?”

“Your materials!” the crow asked. “How can you participate in the Demon Contest without buying fresh materials.”

“Don’t you use these broken things to get rid of the devil?” Huai Shi felt like he was going crazy. “Is it necessary to read a sutra.”

“…”

The crow was stunned, looking at him blankly for a long time, hesitantly said: “I know something is wrong.”

“En?” Huai Shi wondered.

“Have you misunderstood from at first?” Crow sighed, “I am talking about the Demon Contest, not the eradication…”

“En?” Huai Shi was alert.

“…Is the chef’s cook.”

“What stuff?”

Huai Shi turned back dumbly, looking at the direction of the gate, the signboard.

On the signboard, a line of strangely large characters changes continuously, and finally, it is fixed in the look of Eastern Xia.

[The 107th Demon Chef Competition East Asia Regional Elections·Eastern Xia]

“Please prepare the players.”

A low voice sounded from the horn, with a trembling sound like two tongues: “Ten minutes later, you will officially enter the game to prepare for the game. Please keep an orderly queue. Please do not violate the safety regulations in the game field. Violators will incur the curse dropped by the owners of the large group.”

“…”

In a daze, Huai Shi turned back stiffly, watching the crow innocently, swallowing: “Is it too late to go now?”

“–And, due to the large number of players leaving this year, the organizing committee decided that players holding invitation letters but not participating in the competition will be punished uniformly.”

The strange voice in the trumpet shouted loudly: “These cowards will be cursed by the judges, and they can only eat shit-flavored curry and curry-flavoured shit throughout their lives!”

In an awkward silence, the crow looked at Huai Shi with pity:

“…I think so, no.”

“Fuck!”

Huai Shi, completely desperate.

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It should be said that this competition is too fucking mental illness, or that it is indeed a competition organized by the owners of large groups, as always filled with the crazy characteristics of hell.

Even the results sought are so different.

If the chef god competition is better than who you did good, then the Demon Chef Competition is…

Yes, it’s more difficult to eat than anyone who cooks!

According to the organizing committee’s group of guys who are eating and drinking merrily and are going to see the red dust at the end of the day, the so-called gourmet food, no matter how hard, there are limits.

——But, it’s not delicious!

There is no limit to bad taste!

There will not be the most unpalatable, only the more unpalatable!

The so-called Demon Chef Competition is a competition where everyone is more uncomfortable!

Since its birth 100 years ago, it has attracted many powerhouses from all over the border, the border, and even hell, and has created many miracles and nightmarish results.

Until now, the standard configuration for watching the game is wearing a gas mask, or the kind that even covers the head together.

Originally there was no such thing, as long as a mask was enough, but since the champions before the ninth term brought a pot of “Magic Jumping Wall” in the finals, one 9% of the audience got into it after smelling the horror. In severe depression and despair, I lost my hope of living, and committed suicide in the next few months. The aftermath has not spread.

Later, to cherish their lives, everyone had to spend a little more money.

Even if it is only the sea election in Eastern Xia Eastern Division of East Asia, hidden dragons and crouching tigers, I don’t know how many ox ghosts lurking in it.

And Huai Shi is in it, only shiver coldly.

I feel like I am dying.

What the hell is this?

Can’t beat it!

If you lose, do you lose?

“Don’t be discouraged, believe in yourself, you will surely create a miracle!” Crow didn’t know when to put on a crow mouth gas mask, and his voice patted his shoulder thickly: “I will cheer for you in the audience. of.”

“What the hell!” Huai Shi was dumbfounded: “Aren’t you with me?”

“What are you doing with you? That’s stinking! Uh, no…” The crow coughed twice: “The competition rules are strict, and people are not allowed to bring pets. Besides, the elder sister is just a poor helpless crow. , I can’t help you! In short, the tools are all for you, you have bought the materials, and the following things… you can be creative!”

After all, Huai Shi was left alone, and the crow fluttered away.

Huai Shi was left standing alone, and walked into the player lounge with tears in the fiercely staring security guard.

Then, stiffen in place.

At the moment in the player’s lounge, Huai Shi felt the smell of powerhouse and body odor coming from the four parties. In the middle of dozens of white flowers and arms, Huai Shi remembered that everyone here used to be a powerhouse sweating shirtless in the kitchen!

The elite of the dark cooking world!

Either the aunt who has been cooking in the school cafeteria for more than ten years, the chef who has worked on the green-leather train for more than 5 years, or the magician who uses greasy oil and artificial flavors to blend out the nightmare…

Realizing that Huai Shi walked in, several fiercely glanced over and found that it was a weak chicken with double-leg trembling look pale. Then he coldly snorted and withdrawn his eyes disdainfully.

A few real eyes collide in the air.

Shooting lightning.

“Hmph, Pharaoh, don’t give up, the orthodoxy of dark cuisine is in the college world!”

The middle-aged woman standing in the center of the room turned back, coldly said: “In order to make secret recipes, I have worked in the University of Science and Technology for fourteen years! Now your insignificant ability cannot win this rotten in my hand. Fried moon cakes with tomatoes!”

Innocent college students have been persecuted all day long.

“Puff!” The old king embraced with his hands, sneaked: “The kind of thing that fools a little child is comparable to our dining car hell cuisine! That kind of fear of swallowing food into the belly in a sense of closure without escape The expressions of time and the joy that embodies in my heart… Junior Sister You will never realize it!”

Obviously, it’s so terrible. Where are you so proud?

And what about Junior Sister! What kind of teacher is fighting inside?

I beg you not to persecute innocent teenagers like me, go back and find a kitchen in your own room.

Before the old blood spurted from Huai Shi’s mouth, he heard a sharp tingling laughter in the dark corner of the room where the light was not illuminated.

“Kokeke, what’s the hurry of the two young men who came to accompany.” The dark old man raised his turbid eyes and shot cold light: “In this game, we Emei Mountain Golden Summit won ！ Today I will let you learn about the power of our famous cuisine! Every bite will be your heartache!

Jinding faction what the hell is that ah!

Are you proud of the scenic spots?

Are you opening a Martial Arts Tournament! Excuse me, you received Magical Powers, OK?

Huai Shi has been oppressed by the powerhouse aura of assaults the senses and Elementium is unstable, and is going crazy. And while the other 2 fellow apprentices were preparing to sneer, they heard the door burst open.

In the low footsteps, a thick voice chanted outside the door: “Dijin authentic cat ignores the buns, Chef Liu, a 100-year-old restaurant, has arrived!”

In the blink of an eye, the room suddenly stagnate. Huai Shi saw the wave of countless Elementium full of fighting spirit rising into the sky, countless broken pots and shovel singed together, even the stinky fish in the basket struggled to slam.

Just like myriad swords cry!

Qibla Grandmaster!