Spicy Hot Pot Legend

Training rooms, like libraries, were divided into different levels, similar to sleeper berths on a train or cabins on an airplane, with first-class and standard sections.

Since there were different levels, the equipment inside naturally varied in quality, and the environment and furnishings were also different.

Chen Nan had the authority to access all special-grade facilities, granted by the special waist token issued by the dean. Carrying this token ensured smooth passage wherever he went.

At this moment, he was in a special-grade training room.

The training room contained training posts, targets, and all other necessary equipment. It was spacious, with advanced and new equipment, yet there were few people.

The area Chen Nan intended to go to was where the targets were located.

It was specifically prepared for long-range shooting, and it was most suitable for spellcasters to practice their magic here.

The targets were very advanced, capable of revealing the flaws in an attack and displaying its power.

Practicing with it would provide a relatively objective evaluation of one's strength.

Only this place had such high-level targets. The targets in other training rooms were considered good if they could display attack power.

There was no one in the target area at the moment, so Chen Nan, happy for the peace and quiet, immediately began.

He didn't bother testing if the incantations were feasible, as he always felt that shouting a spell before casting it felt rather chuunibyou.

It was like in those novels where characters had to shout the name of their move when attacking, as if that was the only correct way to execute it.

But Chen Nan felt it was awkward, almost like children playing house.

Skipping the incantations, Chen Nan began to organize the mental fluctuations in his mind. Following the wave rules calculated by the "Thunderclap Art," with the assistance of the AI System, Chen Nan began to condense his brain's electromagnetic waves and exert his power.

Soon, Chen Nan felt currents of electricity being transmitted to his arms. Then, formed lightning, like electric hedgehogs, danced between his palms.

Dazzling electric light crackled there. Chen Nan looked at the lightning in his hands, his mind clear.

It seemed that as long as the AI System calculated the formulaic model for the spell and made some adjustments, casting the spell would be no difficult.

He could actually cast spells faster, but for now, he wanted to see its power.

With that thought, Chen Nan merged the two bolts of lightning together. Then, he pushed forward with both palms, like performing a Kamehameha.

The fused lightning transformed into several arcs of electricity, shooting towards the target in unison.

With a "rumbling" explosion, thankfully the target was indeed powerful and sustained no damage. The numbers on the display panel had already appeared.

Chen Nan walked closer to look. It displayed: Spell Completion - Perfect; Attack Accuracy - Perfect; Attack Power - 97.

Chen Nan already knew that the "Attack Power" option only had a number, with no unit.

But this was still a digitized and abstract thing. He decided to test what this "97" attack power was actually like.

He drew out the Meridian Mandarin Duck Axes and used all his strength to stab the center of the target once.

Omitting other details, Chen Nan focused only on the attack power. It displayed: Attack Power - 12.

Seeing this result, Chen Nan couldn't help but stick out his tongue. The offensive power of a Transcendent was truly formidable. His Thunderclap Art, cast at only Rank Zero Level Three, was seven to eight times more effective than his normal attack.

If he had this ability back then, why would he have resorted to the "monkey plucks the peach" move when fighting Li Huaming?

Alas, the past was not worth dwelling on.

After testing the power of the Thunderclap Art, Chen Nan continued to practice there for a while longer, at least to achieve good accuracy in coordination with his AI System.

During this practice, Chen Nan discovered that the attack power of the spells he cast was not constant.

Occasionally, it would be higher, occasionally lower, and sometimes, there would even be critical hits.

Therefore, Chen Nan understood that although the spell had been scientifically calculated, there were still many uncertainties. These uncertainties were likely beyond the scope of scientific calculation.

It was somewhat similar to the uncertainty principle, but Chen Nan couldn't quite explain whether it was exactly that.

After finishing his practice, it was time for dinner. Chen Nan naturally headed to the special canteen on the fifth floor.

As he came out after the meal, his phone rang.

Seeing the caller ID, it was Jiang Lili. He answered immediately. A voice came from the other end:

"Chen Nan, when are you getting a day off? Come back and see us? Everyone misses you.

Let me tell you, the Spicy Hot Pot you set up is doing incredibly well. In less than half a month since opening, the shop has become a huge hit.

Even selling Spicy Hot Pot for four yuan a bowl, it's packed every day. Our daily earnings are almost a thousand yuan!"

Chen Nan was happy to hear this but still cautioned, "It's good that it's doing well, but make sure to maintain quality and don't ruin the reputation.

How about next weekend? I'll go back then and see how your business is doing."

Jiang Lili said with a smile, "You better not go back on your word, or we'll cause trouble at your academy."

He agreed with a smile, and after Chen Nan hung up, he heard footsteps behind him.

He turned around and saw the other three people from his dormitory.

As they approached, Shen Congyun said, "Chen Nan, you're being too distant. Why have you become a loner?"

Shi Lei immediately said, "What do you know? Can Chen Nan be like us? Don't bother him unnecessarily."

Lu Butong said unhappily, "But you don't have to ignore us like this? We're still roommates, after all."

Chen Nan smiled and said, "Okay, okay, it's my fault. How about this: I'm going to visit a friend next weekend. I'll take you guys along to try some of the local delicacies there?"

As children, they were delighted to hear this and went to the dormitory with Chen Nan.

The agreed-upon time arrived in the blink of an eye. Jiang Lili and the others had already posted a notice that the shop would be closed for the day, much to the chagrin of many customers who wanted to eat spicy hot pot.

But there was no helping it. This was the day Chen Nan was returning, and no matter how much money they could make, they wouldn't neglect him. So, the hungry customers would just have to be inconvenienced.

Jiang Lili personally drove to pick them up. Chen Nan had also informed her in advance that he would be bringing his classmates, so no one else was in the car.

She drove the four children back to the shop.

"Good morning. I'll prepare four bowls of spicy hot pot for you first to whet your appetites. We'll have a big meal at noon," Jiang Lili said as the staff inside got busy.

Little Black Ox, Chen Xiao, and Feng Wu had already come out. They were all chatting and laughing, no different from a family.

Chen Nan looked around the shop. It seemed to be about fifty to sixty square meters, with a simple, clean, and somewhat trendy decor. The smell of spicy hot pot wafting from inside made his mouth water.

Lu Butong spoke first, "Wow, what is this smell? It's so good. It must be delicious, right?"

Jiang Lili smiled and said, "You'll find out in a moment."

Then she called towards the kitchen, "Sister Li, hurry up, these kids are hungry."

"Okay, coming right up!" the kitchen replied. Soon, a woman in her thirties, wearing a work uniform, came out carrying four bowls of spicy hot pot.

Chen Nan and the other three sat down. She served them bowls and chopsticks one by one. When she got to Chen Nan, she looked at him for a moment longer and said, "You must be Chen Nan?"

Jiang Lili replied, "Of course, it's him. This spicy hot pot was his idea. He's young, but he has more clever ideas than a truckload could hold."

Sister Li looked at Chen Nan again and slowly retreated.

Chen Nan secretly watched Sister Li, who kept looking back as she walked away. He felt that this woman was a bit strange.

However, the spicy hot pot in front of him was more appealing.

This was the taste of home!

"Wow, this is so good!" Lu Butong exclaimed. "This was your idea, Chen Nan? It's incredible!"

The other two also praised it, almost eating their tongues off.

After the meal, Shen Congyun looked at Chen Nan, then at Jiang Lili, and said, "Um, can I join your shop?"

Shen Congyun's family also ran a small business, a rather famous barbecue restaurant in Wu City.

But barbecue restaurants were smoky, required late nights, and often had rowdy customers. How could it compare to the clean and convenient spicy hot pot?

Therefore, he had also considered this business.

Jiang Lili glanced at Chen Nan and said nothing.

Chen Nan smiled and said, "You can't join as a partner, but you can franchise."

"Franchise?" Shen Congyun asked. "What does that mean?"

Chen Nan explained, "It means you pay a certain franchise fee, and then you open a chain store under our brand.

We will be responsible for selling you our authentic spicy hot pot soup base and all other supplies, so you can open for business easily and conveniently."

Jiang Lili then added, "The franchise fee is five thousand yuan, and we'll also provide training on how to cook the spicy hot pot. If you're interested, feel free to contact me. Here's my business card."

A white business card was handed to Shen Congyun.

Lu Butong and Shi Lei also asked for one each. Their families were not poor, and they had some money.

As they looked at the business cards, Jiang Lili called Chen Xiao over and took her phone to play several videos. "You can watch these. This is the bustling scene during our business hours. Today, we're closed to welcome Chen Nan, so you can't see the actual situation."

Shen Congyun watched, seeing that customers were queuing all the way out the door. He exclaimed that this was truly an amazing business.

He looked at Chen Nan again and said, "Big brother, are you perhaps an immortal from heaven? How could a simple spicy hot pot become this popular?"

Chen Nan thought to himself, Isn't this a joke? Our nation of foodies has passed down the art of spicy hot pot for thousands of years. If it weren't a popular delicacy, how could it survive?

Outwardly, however, he just smiled faintly.