A month passed quickly, and a new round of competition began. This time, the theme was battle.
Everyone who had made it to this round was a chef who had mastered the Culinary Heart.
They displayed their understanding of battle before the diners through their Culinary Hearts.
Some tossed woks day after day.
Some challenged deserts and wastelands with mortal bodies, searching for the delicacies within.
Some were blazing new paths.
This was a chef's battle.
Fire Dragon vaguely realized what it had been lacking.
Because of its anxiety, the battle Intent that had shown no progress for over a decade seemed to slowly have its dust wiped away.
Little Six beside Fire Dragon, however, looked somewhat crazed.
These dishes reminded her of the days when she had stayed up night after night researching Bloodline Potions.
"Ha ha ha ha! Mere potions, you can't stop me!"
"Little Sprinkler, wait for me! I'll turn you into the strongest Fire Dragon!"
Don't find it strange. This was the proper way to experience the cuisine of this world.
Dishes infused with a Culinary Heart were no different from being drugged.
And because of the special nature of the Culinary Heart—or rather, the special nature of chefs—
Their starting point was to make diners feel satisfied.
Not only were the dishes harmless after being eaten, they even vaguely offered certain benefits.
Chen Yi was also very satisfied with the food.
These were only ordinary ingredients. If epic-quality ingredients, or even higher-quality ones, were used, would the effects be even better?
Perhaps he could gain another source of income.
Of the four judges, three were very satisfied.
Only Chuka was different.
Do you know how Chuka survived Deity's Fifth Tribulation? This cat had sought advice from Wang Zhanbo.
To show off how impressive he was,