Fantasy System

"Mu Fan?"

Looking at the figure standing in the field, Nakiri Erina showed an unconcealable excitement on his face.

Now that she has lost her sense of taste, only Mu Fan can fight Jie Nuo. As long as Mu Fan returns to the arena, it means that there is still a chance to recover.

But inadvertently looking up and seeing that there were only about forty minutes left in the field, Nakiri Erina sighed helplessly, maybe... even she couldn't defeat Jeno in such a time.

Cooking takes time to make, and really delicious cooking can't be done in an hour at all.

Looking at Mu Fan standing in the center of the field, von Gerliwa was the first to react, and immediately stepped onto the stage and said to the gatekeeper Nakiri Senzuo: "This game is over, as a cook, I don't respect the time of the game at all." If you arrive late, you should be disqualified from the competition, so I suggest that you can disqualify Mu Fan from the competition."

"Yes, I also suggest!" Oran also echoed: "A cook, who can't keep the time, how can he satisfy the guests' ideas in the future? Is it possible to make the guests wait in the restaurant for a few hours before he comes back? To make food?"

Mu Fan looked indifferently at the three people from the American School of Cuisine, and raised his head to look at the scores in the field. As expected, Nakiri Erina also failed to participate in the competition, and Jeno won the first place in the competition.

From this point of view, as long as Yuanyue Academy is not stupid, he will not be disqualified from the competition.

"I don't think so."

Sure enough, Shinomiya Kojiro walked over and said with a sneer: "The regulations of the food festival are as long as the food can be prepared within the specified time. Why do you have to disqualify the competition if you come late?"

At this time, Dojima Gin took out the Japanese Cuisine Bureau's regulations on food festivals, and threw them directly to the two students from the American School of Cuisine. There are too many cooks, it is just a temporary rule, in the third game where there are only ten cooks left, there is no such rule at all."

"you!"

Ge Lihua frowned, and it turned out that the food festival in Dojima Yin's hand was set as a national food festival. After searching for it two or three times in a row, it was exactly as Dojima Yin said, there was no such rule.

The rules are just regulations, but everything is going on as usual. After all, the audience has bought tickets. It is impossible for the audience to go back and wait for tomorrow's game because of the chef. put off.

At the same time, Nakiri Xian left doorman glanced at Mu Fan in the field, picked up the microphone and announced loudly: "Since Mu Fan, the cook who ranked second last time, has returned, the game will continue as usual, and there are 40 minutes left. Go on now!"

"Great, finally caught up!"

Hearing the result of the final discussion, Asuna breathed a sigh of relief, then clenched her fists tightly, looked at Mu Fan and encouraged her: "Mu Fan, I have no chance for this match, I can't do it in such a short period of time. The recipe for the decisive victory can only be entrusted to you, please win instead of us."

Although Asuna didn't know how Mu Fan would make Shenglong dumplings in such a short period of time, but after going through so much, Asuna understood that this man would not be easily defeated.

"Don't worry, I'm a chef, so naturally I have to respect the competition and meet the requirements of the guests."

With a serious face, Mu Fan came to his No. 3 cooking table with two backpacks.

"snort!"

Jie Nuo, who was about to set foot on the throne of cooking star this time, saw that Mu Fan participated in the competition again and could only go down in despair again.

He stared at Mu Fan's direction with a gloomy expression.

Although Mu Fan came back, he has always been the number one in the Academy of American Cuisine. Naturally, he also has his own arrogance. In such a short period of time, he doesn't think that Mu Fan will cook better than him.

Standing in front of the cooking table,

Mu Fan's heart was a little heavy.

In fact, in such a short period of time, he couldn't make Shenglong dumplings at all. Five fantasy points were exchanged for the recipe of Shenglong dumplings, and two more were used to maintain the reality of Hatsune's existence. There is only one fantasy point left and it cannot be exchanged for other things that can turn the tide.

In other words, the current Mu Fan has no certainty of victory.

But despite this, Mu Fan still wants to get the first place. Asuna and Ying Lili's one night's crimes cannot be in vain. He will never let these people go back properly.

"Brother Mu Fan, come on, come on, we're coming to see you!"

At this time, a voice full of vitality came from the auditorium, Mu Fan's heart moved, and when he turned around, he saw Suo Naiguo standing on her chair, holding a red flag that read "Mu Fan Brother, come on!" A few words, shaking vigorously at him.

Just when he yelled, he saw Sonoda Umimi pull Honoka off the chair with a flushed face: "Hey, Honoka, don't yell like that, it's so embarrassing to be looked at by so many people!"

"Thank you Honoka for your encouragement."

Only Honoka could do such a reckless behavior, Mu Fan couldn't help but smile, and then gestured OK to Honoka.

Before he knew it, the pressure in his heart was swept away by Honoka's encouragement. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. When he opened his eyes again, it seemed that his whole temperament had undergone a great change .

He came to the cooking table and stared closely at the cooking tools on it.

The audience was stunned——

Cooking has begun!

In Mu Fan's line of sight, there were a few pieces of fresh pork remaining on the first seat, and he directly took them over without hesitation. The remaining ingredients of these chefs were fresher than those from the outside world, and he dared to take this kind of ingredients to the competition. Naturally, he will have no problem using it.

He happened to have no time to buy ingredients, so he could only use it.

Fei Sazi, a new household outside the venue, saw Mu Fan pick up her ingredients, slightly startled, but did not stop.

At the same time, because Mu Fan was the only one left in the arena, Mu Fan at this moment was like a dazzling gem, standing alone in the arena, enjoying the glory of the tens of thousands of spectators in the arena.

To be honest, Mu Fan has always disliked the feeling of all the attention.

But now his heart is completely immersed in this realm of cooking, like some introverted singers, standing on the stage, once he hears the familiar melody, he will no longer be nervous.

At this time, he is not performing cooking, but enjoying the time of cooking.

"Mu Fan..."

Nakiri Erina looked at Mu Fan nervously. She expected Mu Fan to turn the tide in this competition. As time went by, before she knew it, her palms were soaked in cold sweat.

Sensing Nakiri Erina's nervous expression, Isshiki looked at Mu Fan and was secretly surprised: "What kind of strength does a man who can make the college's highly anticipated young lady "God's Tongue" look forward to? Please start with me." Show me your heart out, let me see the strength of chefs from outside the Totsuki Academy."

"Mu Fan?"

Not only the audience in the venue, but even the once famous chefs of Totsuki Academy, Shinomiya Kojiro, Dojima Yin, and Ruishan Etsu who just left the venue were all attracted by Mu Fan.

Mu Fan didn't care about other people's attention, all he was thinking about was making a perfect dish, he picked up the few remaining eggs on the fourth position of Ruishan Etsuya, and then returned to his own cooking table. The side of the pot passed by, and the egg liquid and egg yolk fell into the pot immediately, while the useless eggshell was thrown aside by Mu Fan.

While cooking, Mu Fan recalled the teachings from his father in the restaurant when he was a child, and what he said to Nakiri Erina some time ago.

Perhaps, when you taste the simple rice in a small mountain village, you will like its unique taste...

In fact, simple cuisine does not necessarily lose out to gorgeous dishes. If you don't understand the cuisine that ordinary people love, you can't be considered a real chef.

In his mind, he recalled the food he ate when he was hungry when he was a child in his previous life. For a moment, his sanity almost stayed in this wonderful state of returning to nature.

Only he who has lived in two worlds can fully understand this wonderful artistic conception...

"Brother, come on, the most delicious cuisine in the world is the cuisine that is truly created with your heart. This is the highest level of the legendary center's immersion in cuisine!"

Hatsune's encouragement came from his mind, and Mu Fan smiled faintly.

Perhaps...the most thoughtful and delicious cuisine.

That's all there is to it...

Then I hope our spices can bless Mu Fan to win the food festival championship.

Recalling Akagi Seta's encouragement, Mu Fan's heart warmed up, and he looked back at the two bags. First, he took out the spices given by Akagi Seta from the first bag, and began to prepare the most delicious food in his mind. cooking.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and gradually the sound of the clock hanging in the center came from the entire arena.

This sound announced that the time has come to noon, and the game time has come!

The time is up, the game is over!

Hearing Kawashima Rei's voice, the inner strings of everyone in the field tensed up.

In their line of sight, Mu Fan came to the judging table with the cooked dishes and put them on the table. The moment he opened the dishes, a faint golden light flashed across the plate.

A system notification sounded in his mind, Mu Fan smiled lightly, stretched out his hand and smiled at the judges:) Download the free reader!!