The epic story of green monsters

Chapter 1286

A mage used magic to freeze a portion of the food, then coated the rest with a magical plant-based material mixed with flour and egg liquid before deep-frying it in hot oil.

During the frying process, the monk maintained the frozen state of the food while using his hands to manipulate the ingredients frying in the hot oil, arranging the pre-cut ingredients into the shape he wanted to express. At the same time, his other large hand gently stirred the hot oil, allowing it to move continuously between the gaps of the blooming ingredients, so that the frying process touched every part of the ingredients.

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A druid, while cooking, cast a healing spell, constantly restoring the vitality inside the ingredients being scalded by boiling water, keeping them hovering on the edge of life and death, until the part he wanted to cook was fully cooked, while still retaining vitality and life within.

When he placed the food into a pool of carefully prepared white broth, a bud silently sprouted from the top of the ingredients, which had absorbed the abundant vitality contained in the broth. However, it was restrained by a magical force, waiting only to bloom when it was time for the crucial tasting.

Among the audience were druids who witnessed this scene, their faces gradually filled with anger and hatred. In their eyes, this professional chef, who was also a druid, was desecrating their ideals and beliefs as druids. If it weren't for their rationality controlling their behavior, some druids would probably have stood up on the spot to correct the other party's wrong behavior.

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A dwarf goblin chef held a small, sharp carving knife and was micro-carving a piece of white fruit about the thickness of a little finger. As the pattern he carved gradually took shape, a magical power rippled and gathered above his head.

Just as the carving was about to be completed, a bolt of lightning suddenly appeared without warning, striking directly at the stove where the dwarf goblin was. However, a transparent magical barrier appeared less than five meters above his head, blocking the lightning and preventing the target below from being harmed.

The dwarf, who was the target of the lightning, sensed something. His hand trembled slightly, and a line twisted a little. Then, the white, round, fruit-shaped ingredient that had taken more than two hours to cook exploded on the spot, and a rich and tempting aroma, along with a faint magical energy, splashed out.

The dwarf goblin was hit head-on by the blast, his face covered in milky white liquid and other substances. Although he wasn't seriously injured, the dwarf goblin's small face looked as if he had lost his parents, and his whole being exuded an aura of despair and defeat.

There wasn't enough time for him to cook any other dishes, which meant the end of his competition.

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The chefs who stand out from tens of thousands of competitors all have more than one trick up their sleeves. Even the master chef Allen, who has the best cooking skills in the entire Feynman world, was dazzled by the many cooking techniques and gained a lot from them.

Judging from the magical energy emanating from the dishes cooked by these magical chefs, almost all the successfully cooked dishes have reached a high level. The best of them have even touched the threshold of master-level dishes. If the cooking time were longer and the quality of the ingredients were higher, it would not be impossible for one or two master-level dishes to emerge.

Of course, the final evaluation of a cooking competition is not entirely based on the grade of the dishes. It also takes into account the difficulty of the cooking techniques and the degree of completion of the dishes.

From the first cooking competition to the present, through dozens of competitions, the relevant selection criteria have long been clearly defined and posted publicly. All participants are fully aware of these criteria, and there is no possibility of any behind-the-scenes manipulation.

However, since it is a cooking competition, the grade of the finished dishes does indeed account for a large part of the judging factors.

Originally, Allen was just a spectator, watching the 50 magic chefs in the square cook with great interest. But when they got to the crucial moment of their cooking, Allen was completely captivated and even wanted to become one of them, to explore the interesting and mysterious secrets of cooking with them without any distractions or ulterior motives.

However, the contestants in this competition are much more outstanding than those in previous years. Firstly, the magical cooking technique is widely spread, and with more people learning it, a qualitative change naturally occurs due to quantitative change, making the top performers even more excellent. Secondly, the competition had already announced the improved level of the prizes and the attraction of having the 'God of Cookery' Allen personally present the awards, which drew many talented people who originally did not intend to participate to travel thousands of miles just to catch a glimpse of the 'God of Cookery'.

"Time's up! All contestants, stop immediately!!"

The dwarf host walked out, timing himself perfectly. The two-day cooking competition was a considerable burden for both the participants and the audience.

Especially towards the end, once the novelty wore off for the average viewer, who already had only a superficial understanding of cooking, they had no idea how exquisite or captivating the culinary skills of the contestants were, and thus gradually became bored.

The chefs, who had been focusing their minds intently for a long time and carefully making every move, were in a state of extreme physical and mental exhaustion. In order to complete their masterpiece within the competition time limit, everyone did their best.

Of the fifty contestants, only thirty-six successfully cooked their dishes. The remaining fourteen, though they made it to the finals, ultimately failed to complete their dishes, which was somewhat regrettable. It wasn't that they lacked skill; it was simply that Lady Luck wasn't on their side, preventing them from creating their masterpieces. Sitting on the high platform, Allen couldn't help but feel sorry for them. However, as a magic chef himself, he knew very well that cooking magic dishes inherently involved a certain element of luck. Even he, now, had a certain chance of failure when cooking high-level magic dishes, let alone these magic chefs who were at best master-level.

The dishes were placed on a long table, and the 100 selected representatives could finally play their role. Led by the host, they went to the table to observe and taste the dishes one by one, and then gave the scores they thought were most suitable.

Of the selected representatives, 7% were chefs from the most famous restaurants in Green Lake City, and the remaining 3% were renowned gourmets and magic chefs in Feynman World. Although Allen was famous, he was not qualified to be a representative according to the rules, simply because he did not participate in the selection process when the representative qualifications were announced.

Of course, if he requested it, the tribe would certainly have a way to make the selection legitimate for him, but he himself had no intention of breaking the rules, so Shikai continued to use the original representatives for the selection.

The ten winners selected in the end were basically the same as Allen's guess on the viewing platform, except for the rankings. After all, at their level, the competition of magic chefs is more about creativity and details, and the characteristics and grades of the dishes themselves are mostly similar.

The rankings of the top three winners were undisputed, simply because the dishes they cooked over three days were of a higher quality than those of the other contestants. They were definitely high-level delicacies, and if a restaurant or shop were to auction or advertise them, they would certainly promote them as 'near-master' level dishes to increase their value.

These three master chefs, unsurprisingly, all hail from the Greenfield Tribe. Two dwarf goblins and one bear goblin are already master chefs who have passed the Chefs' Guild's examination. They had never participated in the competition before because they didn't want to expose their culinary skills to the public and be watched like a drama. However, the allure of the prizes and the opportunity to receive the award from their idols have spurred them to step out of their kitchens and participate in this competition.

Of the remaining seven winners, a significant portion came from the Greenfield tribe, but four of the magic chefs were from outside the Northern Territory, demonstrating the booming development of the magic chef profession outside the Greenfield tribe's sphere of influence in recent years.

"...Let us congratulate the winners of this competition. The first place winner is Sprite Greenfield, the head chef of Green Lake Restaurant and the dwarf goblin master chef; the second place winner is Glicks Greenfield, the bear goblin head chef of Thousand Tongue Market..."

"...Next, our Greenfield tribe's most wise and valiant chieftain, Chieftain Allen Witt, the Guardian of the North, will present the awards to the winners of this event."

"The prizes for the top three winners are master-level magical dishes personally cooked by the chief of my Green Field tribe. These dishes have an immediate and noticeable effect on legendary-level powerhouses, and also increase the chances of legendary high-level warriors advancing to demigod status."

"Even a demigod-level being can effectively enhance a certain aspect of their abilities and increase their chances of successfully advancing to the Saint level by consuming a Grandmaster-level dish."

"That concludes our discussion of the general effects of Master-level dishes. As for the magical attributes corresponding to the three Master-level dishes as rewards, those are for the three winners to experience for themselves!"

"Of course, the other seven contestants shouldn't be disappointed either. Your prizes are also very valuable, including a set of ten recipes: three master-level recipes and seven master-level recipes. Furthermore, the dishes you successfully cook will also become your own prizes, without having to pay for the ingredients provided by our tribe..."

"Now, please welcome our guardian deity of the Green Fields, the great Chief Allen, to present the award!!!!!"

The dwarf goblin master unleashed a deafening roar, amplified by the magical megaphone inscribed with amplification magic in his hand, resounding like a long, drawn-out bolt of lightning that echoed throughout the entire city.

As the dwarf goblin introduced him, Allen, the bear goblin who had been sitting on his high throne, slowly stood up, calmly stepped into the void, and walked steadily towards the center of the square.

"Chief Allen!!!"

"Divine Might is Invincible!!!"

"Roar!!!!!"

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In the vast square, the bodies of those who had previously looked bored suddenly surged with boundless power, emitting frenzied noises and roars as Allen moved forward step by step.

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