PFC Chapter 953 A Gathering of Heroes
Chapter 953 A Gathering of Heroes
Chapter 953 A Gathering of Heroes
After the commotion subsided, Su Lin squatted on the stone steps of Shuijing Peak, feeling the whispers of time carried on the wind, and felt an urge to close his eyes and take a nap.
Let's put the problem off until tomorrow.
It's up to you now, tomorrow's me.
“Aunt Himeko has always wanted to share her coffee and recipes, so I’m signing her up for the competition.” Hoshi sat down to the side.
"..." Su Lin opened her bloodshot eyes.
Xing's eyes were lifeless as she hugged her knees and said, "In that case, Lin Xue and Klein both got off the bus."
"Don't even mention getting off the bus, your life has already reached its final destination," Su Lin said expressionlessly.
"It's better to end it today than to see tomorrow as it's already over." Xing's voice was devoid of emotion.
Klein only has two bonds left after he gets off the train, can't you just bear with it?
"Anyway, Himeko imitates the Celestial Chef's creative dishes every day, and this morning she even threw spirit stones directly into the pot to make soup," Hoshi scoffed, a shadow falling over the room.
"It would be better if everyone enjoyed it together rather than just the train crew tasting it."
"Onii-chan, I don't remember teaching you to be like this." Su Lin's eyes twitched.
"Himeko noticed that you haven't been coming back to the train much lately, so she put the food in the refrigerator for you."
"The World Food Festival treats all contestants equally."
Su Lin added Ji Zi's name to the list of participants.
Good things should be shared. Even the Heavenly Palace, which cannot eat, can still use its fuel tank and power plant to savor the cultural crystallization of carbon-based life.
Compared to those abyssal culinary demons who possess unique skills, having one more Himeko participate is not a big deal. Rather, it's more accurate to say that this kind of competition is more suitable for her to showcase her talents.
"I'm leaving." Su Lin patted his clothes and stood up.
Swah——
Xing grabbed her from behind.
"In my dream, I became the savior of the trash can, but I can't remember many details. I only remember that Galaxy Batman defeated the Demon King's Turtle, but because he lost his way, the Dragon Slayer became the new Demon King."
Xing's eyes darkened: "I originally wanted to give you a garbage paradise so you could experience the beauty of garbage."
"Oh, what exactly are you trying to say?" Su Lin asked.
"One more."
"Life will eventually end with waking up from a dream, so you should go back and have a cup of coffee to clear your head!"
"Qiong, the trash can of the Sinful Realm will eventually become king. Embark on the path of trash, for we are twin cans on the throne of the trash can."
Who would choose to become a piece of trash?
She's so engrossed in Witch's Night that she looks like a teenage internet addict. To be honest, Su Lin still can't understand what's so good about trash bags and trash cans. Those things piled up in the room are super smelly!
Just like cats always bring back things like mice, snakes, and birds for their owners, Su Lin would go to the resource spawn points in the simulated universe in advance and dump normal items in order to prevent Xing from bringing back smelly garbage bags.
I'm so tired, why do you have to recommend the trash can to me?
Another day, I'll have a housekeeper clean up all the trash in your room.
"Let go. The dream of linking the fire is over. The next dream is to become a hunter in Yharnam."
"Qiong-mei, stay with your sister! Ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch!!!"
Xing's screams echoed across Water Mirror Peak.
"Excuse me... um, I'll come back later." Meng Qi looked at the scene before him and took a half step back.
Su Lin released the 'Misae Iron Fist' that had been twisting like an electric drill at Xing's temple, letting the exhausted Xing collapse to the ground with her eyes rolled back.
"You've come at the right time; I'd also like to invite you to a meal."
"The Heavenly Chef Competition?" Meng Qi asked.
"You know?" Su Lin smiled and handed over an invitation.
Meng Qi shrugged and took out the Universal Knowledge Sphere, which served as a backend management device, and handed it to Su Lin. The trending topics list was the most common function of this type of tool that integrates chat, shopping, and social networking.
At that moment, the first trending topic that caught my eye was: [World's Number One Culinary Competition].
Su Lin: "."
Meng Qi: "Ye Fan said he could sponsor the competition and provide prizes, and Shi Hao said he could be a judge for free."
It's great that advertisers are willing to pay, isn't it? How did the news leak out in such a short time?
"Fairy Bie Xue from Group No. 1 of Kyushu heard about this from Shu Hang, and then other immortal chefs also learned about the competition and posted everywhere asking where it was held and how to get an invitation," Meng Qi said.
"One VIP seat for the competition." Su Lin arranged for Song Shuhang to be on the must-try list.
Even so, it shouldn't be this popular. Besides, isn't Zhutian City enough for Shi Hao to eat?
"Ah, I found you." Shirou Emiya jogged over and said, "The Star Train is temporarily suspended, so my trip is on hold. I'm planning to participate in the competition, so please include me in the registration."
I guess I've never felt happy practicing swordsmanship.
Unlike when he's working or fighting, when the cooking competition is mentioned, Shirou Emiya's eyes light up, and even with dark circles under his eyes, he still gives off a bright and cheerful vibe.
"Won't the popularity and value go up now?" Meng Qi said, looking at the Supreme Culinary Master.
Alright, case solved.
"Why don't you ask Xiao Yan to prescribe some Liuwei Dihuang Pills?" Su Lin maintained his smile: "For someone experiencing initial premature ejaculation, it's better to drink some water infused with long-lived wolfberries and ginseng. I happen to have a thermos here."
"I don't want to take the pills Xiao Yan makes anymore. Anything is fine, just let me find something to do outside!" Emiya Shirou's eyes held a hint of pleading.
Su Lin had only ever seen that look in the eyes of certain middle-aged men.
I almost forgot that although Shirou Emiya is very strong now, he is probably the kind of person who is being drained of his energy in front of Illya, who has fused with the core of the Great Wish Ship.
He takes pills made by Xiao Yan while he's working, and he still has to take medicine when he gets home. It's really tough.
In that instant, countless formulas and models appeared in Su Lin's mind, like diluting a solution with water. If enough 'Celestial Chef' were injected, would it be possible to balance the culinary demon's dishes?
No, no
If that's the case, the Culinary Demon Competition will lose its original meaning. Having already tasted that calamity, I naturally want to share that unforgettable flavor with Klein.
But why are there more and more people coming to join in the fun?
A vision seemed to appear before their eyes as the Star God 'Mutual' refuted this cooking competition that was nothing but calamity.
We need balance.
Indeed, miracles and calamities must be balanced. Just like a five-nut mooncake, it must at least look like a mooncake on the outside, and ensure that everyone can voluntarily taste it to the end, rather than taking one bite and then quitting or losing consciousness.
The illusion of the Star God 'Mutual' was shaking its head frantically, but Su Lin waved his hand and dispelled the illusion.
"Temporary Notice"
Su Lin sent a message in the group: "The competition's scoring criteria have been expanded to include a teaching component. Participants can bring an assistant who cannot cook. Their work will be reviewed by the judges at the same time, and the teaching results will be considered as a bonus."
In Liyue, Zhongli, who hadn't returned for a long time, was sitting in the Hall of Rebirth drinking tea shortly after finishing his last lesson of the semester for the students of the Celestial Sect.
Hu Tao, holding the Universal Knowledge Talisman, stared blankly at the pre-ordered items on it.
"One customer, two customers, nine customers?!"
"Guest, our Rebirth Hall is overwhelmed with orders!"
Although I do not agree with Duan De's behavior of disturbing the boundary between life and death and offending the peace of the dead under the pretext of 'archaeology', the other party claims to be the King of the Underworld and that he established the Underworld.
This situation seems to be considered separately.
Moreover, if the Wangshengtang doesn't take over the business, wouldn't the dead who have been repeatedly dug up by Duan De be too pitiful?
Wangshengtang had no choice but to do this. They would just give a 50% discount and charge a small fee for their hard work. Besides, they also had regular orders. For example, a wealthy family called Jiang would contract out the business of commemorating the deaths of their entire clan members each year due to premature death, accidents, or natural causes to Wangshengtang.
It can be considered as a second-hand outsourcing business of the Zhetian Chamber of Commerce.
“Sigh.” Zhongli shook his head and said, “If the hall master wants to expand his business to the outside world, remember to go and return quickly, and don’t get involved in any karma.”
"Of course." Hu Tao patted his chest. "Don't worry, I've also learned about the customs, birth times, and death times of various places."
“Very good. When it comes to matters of life and death, the hall master is able to be dedicated and skilled.” Zhongli nodded.
"That's what they call loving what you do~" Hu Tao waved her hand and said, "Since our guest is free today, and we happen to have a new order, how about we call the ceremonial attendant to purchase some ceremonial items, and then go to Xinyue Pavilion for tea together?"
“Hmm,” Zhongli thought for a moment and said, “I’m afraid it’s difficult to prepare all the necessary items for the ceremony in Liyue. How about this, let’s go to the place where the various worlds trade first, and then go to the cooking competition held by Fellow Daoist Su to watch a bit. Perhaps we can taste the dishes carefully prepared by the culinary masters of the various worlds.”
"Eh?! That's great! Then I'll take advantage of your presence as a guest!" Hu Tao nodded quickly and ran back to the inner room to pack the supplies.
Zhongli turned to look outside.
"Zhongli, is there something delicious to eat again?!" Paimon wiped the drool from the corner of his mouth: "The wedding was only recently, it's so nice to be able to eat a feast every day."
"Are you heading out?" Kong asked.
"You've come at just the right time." Zhongli nodded slightly. "Guests are welcome; why eavesdrop outside?"
A gentle breeze blew in, and the somewhat embarrassed Mondstadt wine-loving man stood to the side, scratching his head.
"Old man, you're getting more and more amazing. You can see through the slightest thing. Mondstadt is missing a wind god, do you want to be one?" Wendy said with a grin.
"He's the one who called us back from Inazuma, saying you're going to treat us again." Paimon pointed at Wendy holding up the report: "So, is it really a treat?"
"Hey, don't just sell me out like that?!" Wendy held up a Universal Knowledge Talisman, showing the hot topic of discussion on the forum: "Is it this match?"
“That’s right,” Zhongli said.
"The traveler is also quite talented in cooking. He has learned a lot of recipes from outer space. He could consider going as a contestant so that he can bring more friends with him."
"Moreover, achieving a ranking can also bring valuable rewards."
"A cooking competition?" Sora seemed to be thinking. "Sounds good."
"Speaking of which, were you with Inazuma before?" Zhongli asked curiously.
“Yeah, Inazuma once held some kind of test of courage event. The scene was even more chaotic than when you guys were drunk, but not as terrifying,” Paimon said.
Zhongli: "."
"The food competition is probably similar to the Sanchuan Flower Festival that Ying mentioned, with both fun activities and delicious food," Paimon said expectantly.
“Barzebu? It’s been a long time since I’ve seen her. How has she been?” Zhongli asked.
"Still the same as always, she hardly ever goes out; General Raiden handles everything for her." Wendy smiled. "I didn't even see her when I went to Inazuma last time."
"In that case, let's invite this friend we haven't seen for many years to come along as well."
Zhong Li glanced at the group messages and said, "Perfect timing, she doesn't seem to know much about cooking."
"Chaldea is participating too? There are quite a few participants, like Emiya Alter Gawain and Kotomine Kirei."
"Farewell Snow Fairy of the Nine Provinces No. 1 Group, Fruit Daoist Series"
"Can Flandre, Youmu, Marisa, and Reimu from Gensokyo leave the Great Barrier now?"
"Judges' application: Sandra Yuyuko. Artoria series type should be banned directly or a representative should be selected. One of the extreme hunger knights in the Emiya family is enough."
"They are all talented people."
Actually, it's a fairly normal type.
Klein, you are truly wicked! I never intended to use your spirit worms for cooking, yet you dragged everyone into this mess.
Su Lin looked at the barrage of messages, wondering why these people were so free and didn't have to go to work. He frowned and went into his room, where he took out a deified alchemical doll in front of a certain silent witch.
"Don't lay a hand on her," Elena said.
Su Lin: "?"
"She's not allowed to lay a hand on you either."
"?"
Su Lin, who wanted to investigate the origin of the doll, was a little confused.
(End of this chapter)