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The lobsters enthusiastically began preparing the second dish.

Although the God of Cookery had technically "lost" the first dish, his strategy had left the people from Order and the Night Watcher uneasy.

"Looks like the God of Cookery plans to continuously adjust his dishes based on the feedback from each one, ultimately making something so flawless that Good Night will have no choice but to admit it tastes good."

Paper Kite analyzed the situation.

Tycoon nodded. "Yes. Even though these lobsters didn't make it perfectly, Good Night didn't directly say it tasted bad just now... That means she actually finds it difficult to pick out any faults."

Seagull was getting anxious. "Hey, the God of Cookery only spent four minutes and thirty seconds on his first dish. He has an item that can speed up marinating and cooking, so the time limit is practically meaningless to him."

"Trying to win by dragging things out won't work... Come to think of it, why does Good Night keep drawing these sketches of geometric shapes? This move is already barely having any effect!"

Bifang knocked Seagull on the head. "Good Night isn't even anxious, so why are you jumping around here?"

Seagull covered his head. "I'm just worried about her... Besides, I'm not wrong."

"Good Night doesn't like cilantro. Couldn't she just draw some cilantro and force the other side to add it?"

"Even if the other side has already announced the name of the dish, couldn't she just draw some random ingredients?"

Bifang shook his head. "But that would slow down her sketches of those composite forms—Good Night wouldn't do that."

"Leaving aside the fact that even if he received ingredients he wasn't good at handling, he might still process them very well, Good Night simply isn't that kind of person."

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