The Heavenly Emperor Hua Suppresses the Ages!

"Gifts of comfort?"

Klein took the bag of fruit and paused slightly.

"Um... I've heard about your hospitalization." Elysia's cheerful expression suddenly turned helpless. "In a way, I'm partly to blame... Well, I made a mistake and dragged you both into this."

"N-nothing. After all, even without you, Miss Elysia, the Doctor would probably have let me taste the dishes anyway."

"Well, I mistook that dark thing for chocolate... Although I felt something was wrong the moment I ate it, my mouth was already numb and I couldn't spit it out, so I swallowed it involuntarily."

Einstein was truly an innocent victim.

Einstein thought it was a testament to his strong mentality that he didn't develop a phobia of chocolate.

"So this kind of thing is obviously my responsibility... But I heard that Mei and Dr. Mobius were both in the infirmary, so I didn't dare to go."

Elysia sighed. Although she had given herself a lot of encouragement before entering, once she actually got here...

I still can't seem to cheer up.

Elysia stopped smiling; it's all your fault no matter how you look at it. jpg

"Miss Elysia, what are your plans for this match? Will you secure the victory directly, or...?"

Klein felt that if Elysia wanted to, she could easily kill those two doctors.

"I'm prepared to blow the pot up halfway through—it's better to get this over with quickly."

Elysia twitched the corner of her mouth. "I always feel like I've been inexplicably dragged into an invisible giant vortex—especially since I brought this vortex on myself."

"The frying pan... Is the explosives ready?" Einstein asked with a serious expression.

"Of course we're ready, just waiting for the match to begin."

Is it really okay for the two of you to be discussing this issue so seriously?

"... Then, how about we try blowing up both doctors' pots too?"

Although she didn't feel good, Klein felt her mind suddenly clear.

"... If I'm tied to the lab table by Dr. Mobius, Miss Klein, will you rescue me?"

"... Sorry, never mind."

Because she miscalculated the importance of the Soul Steel Doll, Elysia already had a high level of hatred towards Mobius, so it wouldn't be good to draw more hatred now.

"Alright, those two will be here soon, I'll go and get ready."

After saying this, Elysia hurriedly walked towards her prepared competition position.

"... It feels like this matter has already taken a completely unstoppable turn," Klein remarked.

"Is it impossible to stop...?"

Einstein glanced at his watch.

Chapter 132 Heavenly Emperor Suppresses Eternity!

"You..."

On the competition field, two people, one carrying a bag of fruit and the other a carton of yogurt, stared at each other, and the scene suddenly became somewhat frozen.

"... Dr. Mobius, why don't you just buy a box of fruit salad outside and bring it with you?"

Mei, seeing the neatly cut fruit in Mobius's bag, broke the silence first.

The fruit has already been cut into pieces; the remaining steps are simply to find a box, pour the fruit in, and then add yogurt—that's soulless!

... Although Mei, who also decided to make fruit salad, doesn't really have any particular soul to it.

"Hey, as a sponsor, can I rule that they've violated the rules or cheated?"

Einstein pointed to the two people staring at each other on the field and asked Klein.

"This is clearly a violation, isn't it?"

"No, I think it makes perfect sense."

Klein, unusually, rejected Einstein without any room for negotiation.

Fruit salad is great! This probably won't kill you!

"... So, Dr. Einstein, you just wanted to see this place turn into a river of blood, didn't you?"

"I've already started dragging people down with me, and you're still asking me if I want to see rivers of blood?" Einstein retorted while eating chocolate.

"..."

Very good, an irrefutable reason.

"The preparations made by Danzhu and Cangxuan..."

"Didn't I already say that after I ate Mei's food, my whole mouth went numb, and I involuntarily swallowed it? Now, when I think back on it, apart from the fact that it was 'terrifying,' I can't recall the taste of that dish at all."

"... You've already triggered your body's protective mechanisms, haven't you?"

Klein calmly retorted, "But then again, Dr. Mobius's food wasn't much better, in some ways even worse than Dr. Mei's... Can you understand the feeling of all those salty, sweet, bitter, spicy, and sour flavors bursting together in an instant? Not to mention you have to eat it afterwards..."

Having your entire mouth numb might not be a bad thing; at least it might make the suffering a little less.

"... You can't understand the kind of mental attack in Mei's cuisine."

"... You can't understand the physical torture in Dr. Mobius's cooking either."

The two seemed unable to reach a consensus on whose food was worse—though it wouldn't be a meaningful consensus anyway.

"So, in other words, if those two cook normally, then Danzhu Cangxuan's preparations will be completely useless?"

"If you eat it, you'll need to have your stomach pumped and be forced to vomit?"

Einstein scoffed at this. Inducing vomiting? Do you even have the time?

You'd have to throw up if you ate that stuff, okay?

"It's a pity, though, that this match won't turn into the bloodbath I was hoping for."

Both of them took a shortcut and chose fruit salad, which has virtually nothing to do with cooking.

Mobius even brought pre-cut fruit.

... It was supposed to be a cooking competition, but there was absolutely no element of cooking skills involved.

However, given the two's terrible culinary skills, the vast majority of people chose to turn a blind eye—of course, only the vast majority.

"... What good would it do you, Dr. Einstein, to have rivers of blood flowing?"

"Does being in a good mood count?" Einstein countered.

It loses its meaning if there isn't a bloodbath.

"..."

This reason is rather...

"Dr. Einstein, it is not good to build your happiness on the suffering of others."

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"... So, Dr. Mobius, what aspect of your culinary skills do you want to prove through this competition?"

The commotion in the stands did not attract the attention of Mobius and Mei; the two continued their silent battle.

Rather, what aspect are you trying to prove?

"Of course it's the knife skills." She at least didn't have someone cut the fruit after she bought it, right?

Mobius had someone else neatly cut the fruit into pieces—you've gone too far.

"Then what I want to prove is eyesight—being able to distinguish the quality of ingredients is also a skill, right?"

Mobius replied without backing down, "It may be a case of the pot calling the kettle black, but as long as you have thick skin, is that a problem?"

"... Then why don't you just order a dish from the restaurant and have it delivered?"

"..."

No matter what, she can't be that shameless, okay?

Although he had already gone to any lengths, Mobius still felt he should have some sense of shame.

Just as Mobius was about to retort, a stern female voice came from the side.

"This farce must end here!"

"Magnificent!?"

"Senior Sister?"

Mobius and Mei were both taken aback when they saw the source of the sound.

"Um... Hua, what brings you here? Shouldn't you be at your post? Dereliction of duty is a serious offense."

Ah... to be honest, Mobius doesn't really want to see Hua right now either.

"So I applied for an exchange program."

Fu Hua pushed up her glasses, and a terrifying pressure emanated from Fu Hua.

"Exchange and learn?"

Mobius was taken aback, seemingly not expecting this reason at all. After thinking for a while, he looked at Einstein, who was peeling off a chocolate wrapper.

"It's you?"

"Of course, although Hua didn't end up joining our weapons department after the previous training, since she was free anyway, I gave her a nominal advisor title."

Einstein waved the chocolate in his hand at Mobius, then slowly put it into his mouth.

That attitude was unexpectedly infuriating.

"If it weren't for the large amount of materials required for this exchange, I would have come more than ten days ago."

Hua said with a dark face.

After Einstein was hospitalized, she found out about the competition. As she herself said, she would have come long ago if it weren't for the need to submit materials for review.

"Wait, Hua, when did you start to suspect something?"

"When you two asked me to teach you cooking, one after the other,"

An unexpected "calm and composed" expression appeared on Hua's dark face—wasn't this a sure sign of an impending volcanic eruption?

"So, haven't you two had enough? With the dishes you two made, do you really have to cause someone's death?"

"Forehead..."

Both of them wanted to argue, but after glancing at Hua's expression... well, he was clearly angry.

Overwhelmed by this imposing aura, Mobius and Mei could only lower their heads and remain silent.

(... Ah, is this what they call the temperament of a first wife?)

Mei seems to understand what Mobius meant when he said that China posed a great threat.

... At least it's impossible for Mobius to exude such an aura that even she could completely suppress.

"Can't you two give Teacher Liu a break? Do you know how much trouble Teacher Liu has to deal with your willfulness?" Hua said with exasperation.

It was clear that Hua was really angry, and he even forgot to hide the title "Teacher Liu".

No, actually I had quite a lot of fun playing it, like Godkiller Files and stuff like that...

Although Liu Bai wanted to refute, it was clear that even if Hua could hear him, he would not say such a thing.

... Hmm, Hua's aura almost overwhelmed him.

Is this what it means to be an angry, honest person?

"How much has Teacher Liu sacrificed for you two? Do you really want Teacher Liu to stand by and watch you fight, feeling sad and heartbroken?"

Actually, I'm quite happy...

After all, it's great to see Mei make so many strange and even ridiculous things.

Ordinary bad food is garbage, but food that is bad in taste and appearance beyond a certain level becomes collectible—of course, this is something you can't say to Hua.