The 'Rotten Sore Man' finally glared at Huai Shi hatefully, retracted his gaze, and struggled to concoct the antidote - it seems that one of the contestants here is a master of poison, even if it can't be eradicated, it can still barely resist the weakened fragrance of flowers.

After all, you can't just go over and stab a shot.

After being diluted with two layers of iris and floral scent, the effect of dragon's blood is really limited.

Soon, Huai Shi also stopped releasing it.

Although the dragon's blood is inexhaustible, it consumes its own essentia, even if it is an excess reserve of the same level with Huai Shi, it is a little enough after being released for more than ten minutes.

After two people left the field one after another, there were only four people left on the field at the moment.

Wild Hunting, Rotten Sore Man, Huai Poetry...... and Luo Xian.

Luo Xian was very calm from beginning to end.

As if he hadn't noticed anything unusual, he was now moving a small bench and looking at the sauerkraut fish in his pot...... To be honest, Huai Shi couldn't see where this thing was poisonous.

There are no signs or signs at all.

It's just a very ordinary pot of sauerkraut fish!

It stands to reason that there are only four people left in the sixteen-in-eight competition, and there is no need to compare at this time, but the judges did not stop, and their eyes became more and more solemn and scrutinized.

Time flies.

At forty-five minutes, Wild Hunt was the first to present his work.

- Salt-grilled capelines.

When the brush swept away the salt grains on it, a strange fragrance spread with the cracking of the fish skin, and everyone who smelled the smell instantly fell into a trance.

Immediately after, the irrepressible excitement began.

Rely on the demon ......

Huai Shi staggered back and covered her mouth, sweating profusely.

That smell, even if it floated so far, still had a terrifying hallucinogenic effect that was not inferior to that of any forbidden drug. In just a short moment, Huai Shi's eyes were full of illusions, countless spots of light appeared out of thin air, and the entire arena became gorgeous, as if ascending to heaven.

The world is spinning.

If it weren't for the poisonous resistance cultivated by the crow, he would have fallen to the ground like an addict after a hiatious addict, foaming at the mouth.

This is still the premise that he was injected with anti-poison in advance.

"Damn, the dark cuisine is terrifying!"

Huai Shi covered her nose and almost gasped habitually.

But the judges didn't seem to have any, one grabbed a string and put it to his mouth, chewed it heavily, the crunchy sound of rattling appeared, and the tempting aroma immediately became denser and denser, and the seducer almost wanted to pounce on it and grab a string to let go of it.

Within a few minutes, the grilled fish was disappearing from the judges' mouths, and the lingering aftertaste caused all the remaining contestants to fall into a trance.

"I know you, the runner-up of the last Rome division ten years ago, I didn't expect you to be here. The wizened judge raised his eyes: "I thought you would go back to Rome for the audition there." ”

"Just looking for materials. Wild Hunt said lightly, "What is the result? ”

"The perfect taste, condenses this deadly illusion in the flesh of the fish, and as the roe bursts, it gives people a dizzying sense of depravity, a wonderful work. ”

The thin man exclaimed: "It seems that your attainments have been improved to a new level, congratulations, I hope you can get new results in the global competition in half a year." ”

Wild Hunt nodded calmly and turned and walked into the lounge.

The second to serve the dish was the 'Rotten Sore Man'.

But as soon as he walked in front of the judges' bench, someone came diagonally and blocked her in front of her.

"I'm sorry, I'll go first. ”

Through the mask, Huai Shi smiled happily at her.

She was about to say something, but Huai Shi had already placed the plate in her hand on the table. Her expression twitched a few times, and she took two steps back, not competing with Huai Shi for order.

Then, I saw Huai Shi's middle finger raised from behind her back...... His eyes instantly felt as if he were about to burst into flames.

I can't wait to hack this bastard to death.

Huai Shi, who had already neatly placed the four dishes on the table, took a step back and smiled at the judges.

"Please—"

Several judges glanced at each other, reached out, and lifted the lid.

At that moment, everyone was stunned.

The arena of Nuoda fell silent in an instant.

Because there was a bright golden light erupting from under the lid, illuminating a pair of incredible pupils.

"Light?"

"It's gone!"

"Is there really a dish in this world that shines?"

Even the hippopotamus was stunned on the spot.

"What is this?"

"Ah, after I finished it, I saw that there was still time left, so I casually made a clay battery with copper sheets, zinc sheets, and other electrolytes. ”

Huai Shi calmly reached out to help him pick up the lid, and showed him the set of earth batteries and tungsten wires that he had welded to the inside of the lid, "How is it?

“......”

The hippopotamus froze in place for a long time, and couldn't help laughing.

For the first time in so many years, a contestant actually joked about himself.

"Delightful. ”

He looked up and laughed twice, touched his stomach, and looked serious: "This player, if your dishes disappoint me, I will personally curse you." ”

As he spoke, he looked at the video served on his plate.

It seems like a piece of ...... Square of butter?

Or something else.

You can vaguely smell the subtle fragrance of flowers, but it is like a large piece of soap, and you don't know what is going on.

Under the illumination of the light, it was vaguely discernible that the outermost layer of gum was nothing more than a shell.

A dinner plate.

Seal the real food and delicious taste inside.

"Is it really molecular cuisine?"

The hippopotamus picked up the knife and spoon and tapped it slightly on the upper floor.

There was a crunch sound.

Immediately afterward, a torrent-like spicy spun out of it, as if it was about to suffocate to death, and the richness was indescribable. But just when he couldn't bear the violent stimulation and was about to choke, the spicy suddenly turned into a refreshing floral fragrance, soothed the spasmodic intestines and pain, and gently pulled people into a drowsy and deprived dream.

"Curry?"

The judges were stunned: "It's curry?"

As the spoon was withdrawn from the oil shell, it turned out to be a crystal-like frozen object.

When the yellowish jelly is cut, a yellowish-brown viscous liquid slowly flows out of it, and it is the curry and smoldering squid fillet that Dan has been roasted to this day, and when it comes into contact with the air, it emits an explosion of fresh flavor.

"Please enjoy the creative molecular cuisine of pigeon curry. ”

Huai Shi took a step back, took off the apron on her body, and announced the name of the dish with a smile.

"Pigeons?" the judges were stunned.

Where are the pigeons!

And where is this pigeon, this is clearly a fecal maggot!

Leaving aside the appearance of this tawny sticky curry and the squid whiskers wriggling inside, the pungent smell alone is enough to make people shy away.

This is no longer purely unpalatable, but a level that you don't want to eat at all!

No, in the case of dark cuisine, that's a plus.

But after all, appearance is only appearance, and the ultimate thing should be the essence......

Since it is served on the table, then the judges will not refuse.

Moreover, the people who would be willing to serve as judges for the Chef Contest are basically neurotics who are completely tired of all the good things in the world after being arrogant and lascivious, or crazy people who can no longer satisfy them with positive energy feedback and go to the abyss in search of forbidden experiences.

After not being able to touch them in this world, whether it is forbidden medicine, love or war, or anything else that is meaningful and meaningless, they plunge into darkness under the thirst of greed, embrace inhuman taboos, bathe in sin and seek pleasure.

The dish served by Huai Shi was more in line with their hearts.

The premise is that –

The taste of this dish will surprise them!

Otherwise, Huai Shi will face ten times the anger and curse, and a hundred times the unhappiness and punishment.

"I hope you can bring some surprises. ”

The hippopotamus took a deep look at Huaishi, picked up the spoon, put the spoonful of fish jelly wrapped in thick curry into his mouth, and chewed carefully.

Then, all the judges froze in place.

All the audience members who synchronized their palate exhaled in amazement.

Because......

There is no taste.

Obviously, the aroma is so stimulating and domineering, and it looks so spicy and terrifying, but once you put it in your mouth, there is no trace of flavor that emerges.

It's like taking a sip of plain water.

Empty.

No matter how much they chew and taste, they can't get a hint of taste, as if they are eating plastic.

Tasteless to chew.

After a moment's pause, he ate another spoonful.

Still no taste.

It seems to have a little feeling, but the more I explore, the more I can't find a trace. In its place, there is a deep sense of loss and annoyance that has been sought for a long time.

As he continued to chew, there seemed to be a flirtatious whisper in his ears.

"Say yes!" "I'll come!" "I'm already out of the house!" "It's only here in five minutes!" "It's a puppy ......if you don't come."

Those words of understatement echoed in the scattered essentia, reverberating in the ears of the tasters over and over again as they were chewed, until at last, they ignited the anger completely.

"Enough!"

The hippopotamus threw down the spoon with all his might, glaring at Huai Shi: "Your arrogance ends here!"

At that moment, he choked and coughed.

As the rage erupted, the terrifying spiciness, the intricate taste of the curry, and the intricate taste of countless spices, swept through the tip of his tongue and mouth with an uncontrollable rage, engulfing him like a tidal wave, making him freeze in place.

In a trance, he seemed to be surrounded by the sound of countless pigeons flapping their wings, and thousands of cooing cooing spread out from the mutant essentia, making him dizzy.

From the tastelessness of resistance at first, to the bitterness of anger, as he tried to discern the taste in his bewilderment, the spicy quickly metamorphosed into a thick sourness, causing his gums to twitch for a while.

In the midst of such teasing, he only felt a deep exhaustion, and even the taste of the fish jelly in his mouth became bitter.

In the end, he finally got a glimmer of understanding in the midst of countless delusions and tastes.

"I probably ......"

The hippopotamus murmured sluggishly, "Pigeon?"