Chapter Seventy-One: Called Flower Chicken? No, Immortal Bird!

"This state is exactly the same as Star Elune, and she really inherited her talent, but Elune will actually get married and have children, I really can't imagine this situation. Teresa looked at Erica and muttered to herself.

The attention of the other examiners shifted to the dinner plate.

One of the biggest reactions was Stealing Connor, who had never eaten Erica's bread and was still a little skeptical about Erica's strength.

Therefore, he couldn't wait to open the lid of the plate.

And what appeared in front of his eyes was a huge black lump of mud!

Connor couldn't help but jump backwards in fright, even thinking that it was Erica's roast chicken that had made a mistake and was about to explode.

"What's going on!"

Connor, who had hoped to taste the delicious food, was disappointed at this moment, and sat back in his chair weakly, and his arm fell on the table with a "bang".

"Sure enough, I'm still too young, and I was looking forward to it, but it failed. However, failure is also a common occurrence. The absence of the explosion is already considered lucky. ”

"Failed?"

The audience in the audience was immediately grabbed and looked up.

"Head, this must be your fault!"

"What's the matter with me! Aren't I just looking forward to a girl who has failed? Hey, what do you want to do, you want to beat someone!"

Seeing the people around him coming over with a sneer, the psychologically distorted uncle silently hugged his head and squatted down.

Wheat looked at Erica in disbelief. She couldn't believe that the person she had agreed to meet in the final would lose here. So she tries to find a little hope in Erica's face.

"How so?"

Suddenly, a faint sound sounded in her ears, like the cracking of ice on a tree branch in winter.

"Click. ”

She turned her head and realized that the source of the sound was the black mud on the table.

And the examiners on the stage also heard this subtle sound.

They all looked at the huge lump of mud.

As if shaken by Stealing Connor's arm that landed on the table, the clods of dirt began to crack.

Several small gaps appeared in the mud.

Then, instead of the sound of the mud cracking, it was as if a bird was chirping, and it came out of the black mud.

The birdsong grew louder and louder, and finally, it was as if a huge bird was chirping in the venue.

Many examiners couldn't help but cover their ears.

"Hey, what's going on?"

"How do I know about Lu Dao? ”

Not only did the examiners not know what to say, but the audience was also completely stunned.

"Bastard, stop beating me, you won't be able to watch the game if you beat me again. ”

Saying this, the uncle felt that his body suddenly felt much lighter, but there was still a foot still on his back, and he decided that he must take revenge, and turned his head angrily, ready to remember this person who dared to step on him.

When I turned around, I found that it was a tall woman with a proud bust.

The woman stepped on his back, looked cold, and said, "Don't delay me watching the game." As she spoke, the woman's feet were still straining.

"Yes. ”

The uncle turned his head, and then the posture of silently squatting became silently kneeling.

His assistant next to him covered his eyes without being able to look directly.

"Hmph!" Vera stepped on the annoying uncle with one foot, crossed her waist with one hand, and once again focused on the game on the high platform.

On the high platform, the sound of birdsong continued.

And as the sound of birdsong becomes louder and louder.

From the clods of dirt, a thin white mist is sprayed.

"It's ......"

"What's going on?"

The examiners on the stage were puzzled and uneasy, fearing that it was a special phenomenon caused by the failure of the cooking. Explosions can also manifest in different ways, depending on the recipe, and no one can be sure that the dish will not explode.

Even Erica herself, who made this dish, did not expect such a situation at all, and she made this dish completely as a risky attempt, and did not explode, not only because of her good luck, but also because she had practiced her mastery of fire before coming to Rumble Boom Town. Plus she was in a wonderful state of talent awakening at the time.

However, she has no choice, her foundation is not solid, she can only gamble on everything.

If you don't win, you will lose completely.

With the sound of birdsong, Erica's heart also tightened, but her face did not dare to show half of her anxiety.

She was afraid that her anxiety and panic would make Sora nervous.

"Rest assured, I've got it!" Suddenly, the voice of the Hagus scholar rang out.

"Mr. Scholar, what's going on?" asked Viscount Miguel at once.

"This is because the water vapor is enclosed in the clods of dirt and when the clods crack, they escape through the cracks and make noises. Hagus put his palms together and blew his lips, and suddenly let out a loud whistle.

"I see. What a Hegers scholar. "The Blake Mercenary Leader's defensive posture that had been set up was also slightly relaxed.

"If that's the case, when will this birdsong end?" Heedley cared about when the sound would end, and although it wasn't unpleasant, it wasn't always pleasant to listen to.

"Just wait until the steam is released, I think, it should be over soon. The Hagers scholar replied.

And as his voice fell, sure enough, the sound of birdsong reached its peak loudness, and then began to weaken rapidly. And on the dirt mass, a large amount of white mist was also quickly spewed out.

The white mist moves with the wind in the air, and the shape of this mist is like a bird flying with its wings spread.

"What's going on, Scholar Haguels, why did it take the shape of a bird?" asked Viscount Miguel again curiously towards Hagus.

"This should just be because of the shape of the cracks, the special shape caused by the spray of mist. It's just that when we hear the sound of birdsong, when we see the shape of the mist, we subconsciously imagine it as a bird. This time, the Haegers scholar was also uncertain.

"I see. Erica was amazed, even if she had made the dish herself, she didn't know how it could have come to be like this, it was completely different from what she had thought of it.

Originally, she just wanted to make an ordinary dish called flower chicken, but I don't know if it was because of the ingredients or the production method, and it became such a strange dish after the production was completed.

But there was no time to regret it now, and the mist in the shape of a flying bird in the air had already dispersed as if it had never existed as soon as the night breeze blew.

Many examiners were overjoyed that such a performance meant that this dish was finally ready to eat.

Their eyes looked at Teresa in unison, this dish was too peculiar, and they still needed Teresa, a high-level wizard, to identify it before they dared to taste it.

Teresa looked at Erica and spoke softly.

"What's the name of this dish?"

"Called...... Uh, well, it's called ......" Erica hesitated for a moment, but finally took a step forward, and replied with a determined gaze.

"Immortal birds. ”