The Witch of Zongwang: From Azeroth to the Classic of Mountains and Seas Chapter 97: Maybe what bankrupted the organizer was just ten blows of a certain dwarf’s blacksmith’s hammer (two updates!)
Chapter 97: Maybe what bankrupted the organizer was just ten blows of a certain dwarf’s blacksmith’s hammer (two updates!)
Half of the first round has passed.
But now, the style of painting on the field is quite subtle:
The audience that was scattered around the famous chefs before was now gathered in the auditorium of the competition venue.
That is an area specially set up for spectators during the game. Sitting there, you can basically see the entire game.
Of course, due to the famous chef's magical cooking is limited.
So, generally speaking, only when the game round is about to end.
Everyone will come back here and wait for the judges to comment one by one.
but now?
They all raised their heads and looked at someone flying high in the sky like an eagle.
After a gesture from the chef on a certain platform below, he fell down quickly like an eagle swooping down on a rabbit.
After familiarly taking the magic cooking and occasionally the drinks provided by some chefs, he swallowed it in one gulp and floated into the air again.
At this time, a series of excited exclamations and whispers mixed with chuckles came from the audience.
"He definitely got his money back!"
In the audience, a rabbit said this.
The spectators nearby expressed their approval.
It was the first time they had seen this number of contestants.
You know, the ticket price of 150 network disaster coins is not cheap.
Even the magic cooking is enough for a whole family to have a delicious meal.
As for now?
No one doubts that the guy flying in the sky will lose money.
Because as early as after people discovered this strange behavior of the other party.
There were some good people who made special records for him.
As early as a few hours ago, the other party had eaten enough magic cooking worth at least 200 network disaster coins.
Now?
Only the competition organizers will probably know that.
However, no organizer of such competitions would be afraid of pot-bellied men.
Just some magic ingredients.
Maybe?
The people in the audience didn't know this.
They just feel that watching each other eat makes them happier than eating themselves.
But the good times don't last long, as time goes by.
The contestants who can advance have already passed the competition.
In fact, generally speaking, this kind of competition does not reach the deadline.
That is just to prevent some contestants who are not skilled enough and stubborn enough to delay everyone's time.
Finally, after the last contestant other than Yi Xia chose to submit his own work.
There was only one contestant left on the field, Yi Xia.
Audiences with strong eyesight standing on the high platform could catch a glimpse of the rabbit in charge of the ingredients next to the judges' table, whose calm expression became much more relaxed.
"There's nothing left to watch now."
Someone muttered.
"No matter how much the goblins fight to kill the dragon, they will make a profit."
Someone next to me said this.
At this moment, they found Yi Xia falling next to their stage.
"I almost forgot, if he advances, he can eat again!"
The rabbit on the high platform said happily.
As a result, everyone who had already calmed down and was ready to wait for the judges' comments became excited again.
Then, they saw each other take out the spell book.
"Does human cuisine still require magic?"
Some people expressed doubts.
The next moment, they saw magical light blooming in the air.
On the table, there was suddenly a piece of magical cooking that didn't look very good.
"Ah, so fast!"
"The quality is just too poor. I guess it's not even white."
In the audience, people were talking a lot.
Then, they saw Yi Xia swallow it in one gulp.
Started casting spells again.
So back and forth.
Until he probably ran out of mana, he sucked at the dark, flag-like thing next to him through the air.
The next moment, he started to cast spells with great energy.
"Hey guys, this is an assembly line."
On the other side, some of the chefs who had successfully applied for the rating and advanced to the next round said with emotion.
“Cooking without a soul will never reach the boundaries of great cooking.”
One contestant said disdainfully.
"If it can be used in militarization, it will be a first-class logistical support."
"However, I feel that his genre may have some harsh conditions."
Some contestants also analyzed rationally.
"I already feel a little sorry for the organizer..."
One contestant even glanced at a rabbit next to him, whose expression was gradually turning livid, and said with some sympathy.
But none of this stopped Yi Xia from performing on the court.
While making all kinds of magical cooking at a speed that was difficult for others to achieve, which advanced contestants really looked down upon, he ate heartily.
Until the end, the venue fell into silence.
The only sound was the whistling of the wind blowing across the table and the sound of the other person swallowing big mouthfuls.
In a daze, they seemed to see a ferocious beast eating...
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Finally, when the first round of competition was about to end.
Yi Xia walked to the referee's seat with a piece of magic cooking that looked a lot better than before.
"Wonderful performance, but unfortunately the skills are a bit raw."
The first judge said this, and then gave a failing evaluation.
"Come on! Boy, I did it like you when I was young."
"At that time, I thought I was a big-bellied person, but unfortunately I could only eat three servings, and I couldn't eat anymore."
The second judge also gave it a fail.
But after that, he walked next to Yi Xia and said.
It seems that he has a good feeling for Yi Xia.
"Are you interested in joining the military? Our salary is good."
Until the seventh judge, the other party unexpectedly gave it a B-level evaluation.
Then, he looked at Yi Xia and asked.
"Are you satisfied?"
Yi Xia asked.
The other party immediately waved his hand, indicating that Yi Xia could go to the next judge.
In the end, Yi Xia ended the competition (buffet) trip with a B-level evaluation.
And just when Yi Xia was about to leave.
The second judge suddenly ran over:
"Your path is not suitable for making these delicate things."
"Not even canned food."
"I'm giving you this. I hope you can reach the finals directly next time."
"The magic materials there are at least epic."
The second judge gave Yi Xia a scroll, then grinned.
Yi Xia:?
He took the scroll and looked at it, somewhat confused about the other party's intention.
So, the other party came over:
"I lost 140 network disaster coins that time, and when I returned home, my father beat me ten times with a blacksmith hammer!"
"I always remember it!"
Yes, this judge is a dwarf.
Ordinary races cannot withstand the "mountain of fatherly love" hammered by a blacksmith.
Yi Xia nodded and said nothing more.
The two looked at each other and smiled, seeming to have remembered something happy.
"The Crucible Shovel - Valdas Karloff."
"Yi Xia."
The two exchanged names and shook hands.
And a certain rabbit whose expression finally softened again was busy with the next round of competition.
It doesn't know fate, and always stirs up huge storms when you make mistakes...
