Ultraman: It turns out this is the easy mode.

Chapter 572 The Monster That Became a Dish
"Hello, you bastard..." Cui Ming's lips curled up into a playful smile, with a hint of amusement in his eyes, looking at Qilema in front of him with interest.

And Qilema seemed to have sensed the approaching danger. His body was gently squirming on the spot, and his tentacles were occasionally waving.

"You like to use acid, right?" Cui Ming's voice was low and slightly sarcastic. As soon as he finished speaking, he attacked at an extremely fast speed like a black lightning.

Qilema didn't have time to react at all, and was firmly grasped by Cui Ming. Cui Ming's palm was broad and powerful, wrapping Qilema completely in it. Qilema struggled in vain in his hand, but couldn't break free at all.

"I'm going to use you to cook today. I hope you don't mind and are willing to make a small, insignificant sacrifice for my career as a chef." Cui Ming said half-jokingly, his tone as relaxed as if he was chatting with an old friend, but the coldness in his words was chilling enough to make people shudder.

Qilema seemed to understand what he said. Its struggling body froze instantly, and then began to twist violently, waving its tentacles wildly, trying to escape this terrible fate, but it was all in vain. A trace of despair flashed in its eyes, realizing that its end was near...

Sizzle! ! ! ! A sharp sound suddenly came, as if it was the sound of metal being cut by a sharp blade.

"Cui," Kenar's speechless voice came from the communicator, "The acid it sprayed even corroded the steel plate on the third floor. We need—"

"Use strong alkali to neutralize it." Cui Ming interrupted Kainar without hesitation. His eyes quickly scanned the surveillance screen of the laboratory through the tactical eyepiece.

In the glass container, Qilema was greedily devouring a piece of jadeite raw stone. Its two pairs of red tentacles trembled rhythmically with the frequency of chewing, and every tremor seemed to vent its anger and unwillingness.

After all, it was its last meal.

“Continue to inject the solution into the culture chamber, and remember to have people wear chemical protective masks.” Cui Ming added, his voice calm and steady, as if everything was under his control.

"Understood, but Cui, the standard procedure of the Set team is--" Before Kainaer could finish her words, Cui Ming interrupted her again. "The standard procedure can't deal with Qilema who spits acid." Cui Ming said as he took out a sharp kitchen knife. The blade flashed coldly under the light. He stared at Qilema closely, his eyes revealing a firm determination for the food, "Notify everyone, there will be an extra meal tonight."

When the strong alkaline mist in the incubator slowly rose, Qilema seemed to feel the threat of death and let out a scream similar to Muruch's. The sound was sharp and piercing, as if it could penetrate everything. Cui Ming could clearly feel the strong unwillingness brought by the sound waves when listening to the screams of this unfortunate thing.

This sound instantly brought back to his mind the excruciating pain he had felt when his skin was corroded by the damn acid. It had been a while since he had felt that kind of unforgettable pain...

Ah~ That's how those damn ants died too
But to be honest, this Qilema is quite amazing. It is called a slug, but in fact it is a unique monster.

What was even more surprising was that this thing actually had a tongue, and its tongue coating was covered with barbs, making it look like a well-made weapon. Cui Ming looked at Qilema's tongue, and a thought flashed through his mind: This thing...maybe it could be used as a weapon!
"Life is so tenacious." Cui Ming muttered to himself as he gently picked up a corroded alloy plate with the tip of his knife. The metal quickly dissolved in the strong alkaline solution and slowly disappeared as if it was swallowed up by an invisible force.

Boji was almost killed by this thing before.
How horrible.
"Kotaro, are you sure you want to eat it raw?" Cui Ming turned to look at Kotaro who was squatting in front of the control console. At this moment, Kotaro was concentrating on poking the controlled Qi Laila with chopsticks. Without raising his head, he replied, "Well, I want to challenge you."

"You're awesome..." Cui Ming shook his head helplessly, with a thoughtful look on his face.

This thing is for making sashimi.
too weird
"Then I'll start."

Cui Ming said, then he picked up the kitchen knife and began to carefully cut open the carapace of Qilema. As the carapace was cut open bit by bit, a sweet and fresh smell similar to that of sea urchin instantly spread and entered Cui Ming's nose. This aroma instantly brought his thoughts back to his experience in the Tiga world. He had used Melba's wing membrane to make tempura, and the crispy taste still made him linger on it.

There are also some monsters that have fire-breathing flame glands, which can really produce a unique burnt aroma if handled properly. Monsters are really amazing...

Cui Ming skillfully arranged the cut raw meat on the plate, his movements were elegant and smooth, as if he was creating an art. Then, he picked up an exquisite glass bottle, which contained a sauce made with lemon juice and special seasonings. He gently poured the sauce on the raw meat, and the sauce slowly flowed down along the texture of the raw meat, gathering into a pool of tempting liquid on the plate. At this time, Qilema's two pairs of compound eyes gradually lost their luster in the strong alkaline environment, and the originally lively light gradually dimmed. And the nearly long tongue, after being blanched in boiling water, showed an attractive translucent texture, like a fine work of art.

By the way, in order to make Qilema more fleshy, Cui Ming shot it with a laser gun...

When Cui Ming thought about this, he wanted to complain, was the laser gun a traitor? Why did it make the monster bigger? This was too outrageous.

It has happened many times before!

No! Let's tell Mujia and the others to use fewer laser guns in the future.
When the first dish was served on the table, Beidou, who came to help, almost poked his nostrils with the chopsticks due to distraction.

The carapace of Qilaima was roasted to a crispy crisp, and it was decorated with jade vegetables made from a mixture of various vegetables. The jade vegetables were like carefully inlaid gems, shining charmingly under the lights. There was also the sauce made by Cui Ming using bone marrow oil. The sauce was rich in color and exuded a unique aroma that made people salivate. The translucent long tongue sashimi was paired with neutralized strong acid lemon juice, and it glowed with a strange rainbow under the LED lights, like a treasure from a mysterious world.

"This... looks good!" Dong Kotaro carefully picked up a piece of carapace crisps, his eyes wide open, his face full of surprise and admiration, "I'm so beautiful..." Cui Ming looked at Dong Kotaro's appearance and couldn't help but smile, then skillfully cut the long tongue sashimi, revealing the spiral muscle fibers inside. "The sashimi you want, by the way, I really don't like the sashimi culture in Japan..."

As Cui Ming spoke, he turned around and continued to make his own medicinal food.

He first picked up a delicate basin, filled it with clear water, then gently put the remaining Qilema into the water and began to rinse it carefully. His movements were so gentle as if he was treating a work of art, and every movement was full of patience and concentration.

He carefully cleaned every corner of Qilema's body, removing the impurities from them, at least to let it go cleanly.

The impurities slowly fell with the water flow, and soon the water in the basin became turbid. Cui Ming poured out the turbid water, filled a new basin with clean water, and rinsed again carefully until the water on Qilema became clear and transparent, then he nodded with satisfaction.

Then, he began to prepare a unique brine. He took out various Chinese medicinal materials from an ancient cabinet, including angelica, angelica, wolfberry, etc. These Chinese medicinal materials exuded a faint fragrance, and mixed together, they formed a unique flavor.

At least Cui Ming himself likes it very much.

He carefully put these Chinese medicinal herbs into a casserole and added some homemade spices. These spices were made by drying, grinding and blending various fruits and seeds. Each spice contains his hard work and wisdom. After putting the spices into the pot, he slowly boiled them over a low fire and stirred them with a spoon from time to time to fully blend the spices. As time went by, the brine in the pot gradually exuded an indescribable charming aroma, which filled the entire kitchen and made people intoxicated.

Cui Ming put the cleaned chilema into the brine and sat aside, patiently waiting for them to absorb the flavor of the brine. This process requires just the right amount of time control. If the time is too short, the flavor will not penetrate; if the time is too long, the taste of the chilema will be affected.

Cui Ming stared at the Qilema in the pot without blinking, and from time to time he put his nose close to the pot to smell the aroma of the marinade, judging the best time based on his rich experience. His eyes revealed a kind of concentration and persistence, as if the whole world was left with only him, the marinade and the Qilema in the pot.

While waiting, Cui Ming stood up and walked towards the small vegetable garden in the base.

The small vegetable garden was full of fresh vegetables and full of greenery. He saw the fresh basil leaves at a glance. The basil leaves swayed gently in the breeze, as if waving to him. He carefully picked a few basil leaves, and the unique fragrance of the basil leaves instantly filled the air, refreshing people. He washed the basil leaves, put them on the chopping board, and cut them into thin strips with a knife for later use. He also took out some fresh shiitake mushrooms from the vegetable basket, which exuded a mellow aroma. He cut the shiitake mushrooms into thin slices, and each slice was cut into uniform size and moderate thickness. The mellow fragrance of the shiitake mushrooms can add a rich layer to this dish. Cui Ming grasped every detail just right.

To be honest, the problem here in Japan is that vegetables are expensive. Fortunately, Cui Ming likes to grow vegetables.
What? Agricultural Cooperative?

Damn, look at the gun in my hand and say it again?
When the Qilema has absorbed enough marinade, Cui Ming takes it out and puts it in a delicate steamer. During the steaming process, he pours a layer of sauce made of chicken fat, honey and a little vinegar on the Qilema. The mellowness of chicken fat, the sweetness of honey and the slight acidity of vinegar blend together to form a unique and wonderful taste. He pours the sauce evenly on the Qilema so that every inch of the Qilema can absorb the essence of the sauce.

The steamed Qilaima was carefully placed on a beautiful plate, and Cui Ming evenly spread the shredded basil and mushroom slices on it. The shredded basil and mushroom slices were like carefully embellished decorations, adding a bit of beauty to the whole dish. Finally, he picked up a special spray bottle filled with essential oils made from various spices. He gently sprayed the dishes on the plate, and suddenly, a rich and unique aroma spread. This aroma combines the aroma of Chinese medicinal materials, the aroma of spices, and the aroma of the ingredients themselves, making people unable to stop smelling it.

The Qilema medicinal food was finally finished, and Cui Ming looked at his work with satisfaction. The Qilema skin was slightly shiny, showing an attractive color. The basil shreds and mushroom slices were more colorful and eye-catching under the light. The whole dish was like a fine work of art, and people couldn't bear to destroy its perfection.

"Awesome... Captain, you are awesome..." Araki on the side couldn't help but give a heartfelt compliment, his face full of admiration.

The captain is really awesome, he can cook anything
Cui Ming smiled and explained: "In my eyes, there are no bad ingredients, only people who don't know how to match and cook. Every ingredient has its unique taste and value. The key is to discover it and explore it. Although slugs may look inconspicuous, they are rich in nutrients such as protein. As long as they are handled properly, they can become a delicious and healthy delicacy."

"Indeed, it's amazing."

Kirisaki stared at the medicinal food Cui Ming had carefully prepared. The steam rising from it, carrying a unique aroma, lingered at the tip of his nose. He narrowed his eyes slightly and spoke slowly, his tone full of admiration: "This soup is the essence..." The voice seemed to come from the depths of his soul, with the ultimate recognition of the food.

Torrekia stood aside, his mouth corners unconsciously raised, secretly feeling that he was so lucky. Looking back on the past, the life now is just like a dream. Every day, he can defend the planet with Taro in the vast universe. This feeling of fighting side by side, especially the word "together", contains endless power and warmth. In his spare time, the rich and diverse food on Earth adds a lot of fun to life. While tasting the food, he silently said in his heart: "Look at the life I am living now. Defending the planet with Taro, the most important thing is this together! Of course, the food on Earth is also good, it's really good... really good..." That satisfied look, as if all the beauty in the world is gathered here.

"It's best that no giant monster appeared this time." Araki said as he slowly turned his gaze towards Cui Ming. "Captain, you said this laser gun..."

Cui Ming shrugged and said, "It needs to be revised, otherwise it will hurt our own people in the future." His firm tone left no room for doubt.

"that's true……"

(End of this chapter)