Death Game: Starting as a fraudster, pretending to be a god.

Chapter 760 Grandma's Victory

Dense geometric shapes fell and hit the pot above the chef's head, making dense, crackling sounds.

Judging from the trend of the pot continuing to sink, it is obvious that the "defense" ability of this pot has an upper limit.

Therefore, in order to deal with Zhi Geng's attack, which was obviously not holding back from the beginning, the God of Cooking had to temporarily put down the ingredients in his hand and then began to respond.

"Shh!"

The God of Cooking rose from the range of [Hell's Kitchen] and then took the initiative to carry the huge pot.

Although the God of Cooking's body seemed "tiny" compared to the pot, he was holding up the pot and the downward trend was indeed stopped.

but……

In a sense, this has achieved the goal.

"The cook's got it under control," said the seagull excitedly. "Well done, Robin!"

"As long as we keep suppressing him, he won't be able to move his hands at all—won't Zhi Geng win directly?"

Seagull is very optimistic, it can be said that it has opened the champagne directly.

However, Bifang poured a basin of cold water on him.

"What are you thinking? The other party took the initiative to fly up, which means he must have been prepared."

Sure enough, after Bifang finished speaking, the God of Cooking carrying the pot in the sky took out the loudspeaker again and spoke to the Hell's Kitchen below.

"Sous Chef! Get your men moving!"

After the God of Cooking finished speaking, a voice sounded in the kitchen.

"Yes, Chef!"

Then, a lobster dressed in a chef's uniform and a top hat jumped out of the water tank.

It had just been mixed in with the seafood and almost no one noticed it.

The green lobster immediately jumped to the front of the pot.

"The team is in place, Chef!"

As soon as the words fell, the chef team commanded by the lobster appeared behind it.

Those were lobsters just like him.

"Number one, number two! Go chop the peppers!"

"Number three, number five, go smash the garlic and prepare the other seasonings! Take out the chopped and pickled peppers in measured amounts!"

"Number Four, get the pot ready!"

"Number Six, keep an eye on the accelerated pickled meat. Don't let the time run out!"

"Sous Chef, prepare the food!"

The God of Cooking distributed tasks in an orderly manner in mid-air.

Seven lobsters in chef uniforms agreed in unison.

"understand!"

Then, they all started moving in unison, their speed and efficiency were no worse than that of the previous chef.

"Is this a summon? Or some kind of purification spell that controls 'ordinary lobsters'?"

Bifang frowned and muttered.

"It should be a summon," the tycoon said uncertainly, "but I don't know if it's one summon and its six clones, or seven summons."

"It's a summoned creature and its clone, I can feel it,"

The Grandmaster made his final decision.

"A Chinese chef is using this Western-style team. Isn't that pure cheating?" Seagull said indignantly. "Where's the referee? Isn't this the domain of the God of Fairness? Give him a hand!"

Seagull's words left the rest of the Order and Night Watch speechless.

However, Liang Ye agreed.

"Shiba, this is really unfair. If he can't do it himself, he'll have seven people help him... Seven Xiba shrimps help him. Does that mean he still cooked it?"

Although Liang Ye said this, he knew in his heart that the dishes made by the God of Cooking under the command of his summoned creatures were definitely his works.

But... it was clearly Zhi Geng's attack that he had to deal with personally, but now the "speed" is even faster and the efficiency is even higher. Naturally, this gap is unacceptable to the audience who support Zhi Geng.

"No, actually, Zhi Geng's trick is still very effective," Lin Yu stared at the lobsters cooking vegetables and side dishes under the command of the God of Cooking. "Although the speed of these lobsters has increased due to their cooperation... they are not Gods of Cooking after all."

"Even if a chef is naturally controlling them with precision down to the second, cooking... especially Chinese cooking, stir-frying over high heat, without the ability to visually inspect and feel, will definitely compromise the taste of the finished product."

"After all, if these lobsters had both speed and taste, the chef would have released them in the first place, not just now."

Lin Yu's analysis made people from "Order" and "Night Watch" look sideways.

"That makes sense."

Li Hua pushed his glasses and confirmed Lin Yu's answer.

"Now we have to see how much the taste will be discounted."

Although it will definitely not be unpalatable, but... if the dish is not tasty enough and not unquestionably delicious, Zhigeng can skip this dish.

Soon, a steaming dish of stir-fried beef was ready.

"Number Five, serve!"

The God of Cooking in the Sky shouted with a grin, and a lobster nodded.

"As ordered!"

It held up the plate, and then its little feet moved quickly, carrying the stir-fried beef through the narrow stone path, and finally arrived directly in front of the robin.

"Dear Madam, stir-fried beef, please!"

Looking at the steaming dishes in front of him and the tray with exquisite silver cutlery, Zhi Geng continued to draw with one hand, then picked up a piece of food with his free hand and put it into his mouth.

A look of surprise appeared on her face, and then she ate up the stir-fried beef with chopsticks one by one.

Zhi Geng continued to draw while looking up in the direction of the God of Cooking.

"This dish reminds me of my grandmother. Although her best dish was beans and eggplant, she would sometimes make stir-fried beef."

The Kitchen God looked at Zhi Geng and asked, "Do you think it tastes good or not?"

Zhigeng hesitated for a moment, then shook his head: "It's not as delicious as my grandma's."

"I grew up in Quancheng. Your dish has a rich spicy flavor, but it's too spicy... Although my ancestral home is in Hunan Province, I don't really like spicy food that much."

"My grandmother would add vinegar to her stir-fried beef dish until you could taste the vinegar, which diluted the spiciness."

When the God of Cooking heard what Zhi Geng said, he nodded while carrying the pot in the sky.

"Okay, even though you finished this dish, it still counts as me failing."

"I'm convinced that I lost to grandma's taste."

The chef spoke cheerfully, then scolded the lobsters harshly.

"Okay, time to prepare the next dish!"

"Since 'Hunan cuisine' doesn't work, let's try Shandong cuisine from Quancheng!"

"The guest just mentioned beans and eggplant... If we want to win, we definitely can't touch her grandmother's specialty, so... for the second dish, we'll choose 'Flavored Eggplant'!"

The God of Cooking said this, and the lobsters below all responded.

"As you wish, Chef!"