Storm of Gods

Chapter 232 Besides doctors, cooks are also good at swordsmanship.

In Li Xin's Night Patrol file, Luo Jin mentioned his amazing crime-solving abilities. Christie initially thought it was an exaggeration, but he actually managed to extract some information that they had painstakingly gathered in a short period of time.

"The Gourmet Association experienced an internal turmoil decades ago, which split off into a Dark Cuisine Association that feeds on human organs. This association was purged by the Gourmet Association in conjunction with other secretive organizations. It was thought that it had been completely wiped out, but judging from the methods used, it is very likely that the Dark Cuisine Association has been resurrected. Of course, this is just a possibility at the moment."

Li Xin felt nauseous. "What is the purpose?"

“Being a gourmet is also a path. Through psionic cooking, one can heal the body and soul and gain willpower to advance. It is a complementary process, but it is very slow and requires the karmic power of others. Some gourmets take a different approach, directly seizing the willpower contained within others. The rituals and processes are unclear, but it ultimately appears in the form of food. It is said that dark cuisine can bring unparalleled enjoyment and pleasure to the eater. Once you eat it, you will become addicted and even develop a fascination with human organs,” Christie said.

Suddenly, Li Xin's eyes lit up as if he had just thought of something. "Could it be?"

Christie nodded. "That's right. Anthony's behavior wasn't drunken rage, but rather a reaction to having eaten terrible food."

Besides doctors, cooks and herbalists are also skilled with knives.

"The Gourmets Association has already sent someone, an elder-level member, who runs a restaurant in Ivory Bay, but we can't get in touch with them." Christie was a little troubled. Secret organizations have their own system, and the influence of secular forces is not that great. If they are not interested, they can't even get a meeting.

"Is it that Blue Agate Ivory Bay Restaurant?"

“Yes, you should have experienced the power of gourmets. It’s said that dark cuisine is even more terrifying.” Christie knew that Li Xin had gone with Simmons.

"Perhaps I have a way. That old man, oh, I think his name was something like Bocuse?"

“Paul Bocuse, one of the five senior elders of the Gourmet Guild, is a top gourmet who participated in the siege years ago. Don’t underestimate them. Their hidden power is unique, and they are skilled in healing. Therefore, both secret organizations and secular forces will befriend them rather than offend them. Don’t think about using force. Even Aklis wouldn’t do that,” Christie warned.

Li Xin smiled wryly, "I'm just a lowly night patrolman, I dare not offend anyone. I mean, he gave me a spoon, saying I could come to him anytime. Wait, where's my spoon?"

Where's the spoon?

Within a second, Christy went from heaven to hell in an instant, the ups and downs were quite dramatic.

"Sister, what's wrong?" Christie asked, noticing her chest heaving and her face turning red.

"Why didn't you tell me something so important sooner!" Christie gritted her teeth. If it weren't for the wrong place, she would have pounced on her and given her a good bite.

"That shady restaurant is ridiculously expensive. One meal there could bankrupt me. I'd have to be crazy to eat there!" Li Xin spread his hands, indicating that he wouldn't fall for that trick.

“You don’t need to spend any money!” Christie really wanted to ruffle Li Xin’s hair. This was really inappropriate of her. “The spoon… that’s a VIP token of the Gourmet Association, only elders can give it as a gift. There aren’t many of them in the entire Dao Yuan. Such a valuable thing, and you…”

"Oh, I remember now, I lent it to Celia. How come that girl doesn't know how to return things she borrows? She's nothing like me." Li Xin slapped his thigh and suddenly remembered.

"Hehe, Miss George, are you two on good terms?"

"It's alright, we're all friends. She has a pretty straightforward personality, I didn't expect her to try and steal my spoon," Li Xin said.

Christie didn't go into details. "The Gourmet Association's token is based on the person who owns it, so it's useless for her to have it. You need to get it back as soon as possible, and then arrange for us to meet with Elder Bocuse. We can't force it; we have to order food according to the Gourmet Association's rules, regardless of whether it's related to the Dark Cuisine Association or not. With Elder Bocuse's help, it will be of great assistance to the case."

Li Xin nodded. "Number One has a preference for dark cuisine. Damn it, Number Two wants to create artificial humans. Could it be a threat to the authority of the Earth Mother Goddess? If so, could it be some hidden force or church? They first appeared five years ago, disappeared for a while, and have been appearing frequently in the last year or so. Is there something wrong with this?"

“What do you think?” Christie asked.

"I feel that the artificial human experiment did not go smoothly. I heard Travis mention that the experiment was not successful at the time. If it had been successful, there would have been a possibility of infringing on authority."

“The authority of the gods is not so easily violated. The struggle for authority originated in the Third Age, reached its climax in the Fourth Age, and finally led to Ragnarok. Of course, from a religious perspective, it has a strong blasphemous meaning,” Christie explained. “Why are you looking at me like that?” “Sister knows so much. Your charm in my heart has increased again.” Li Xin immediately transformed into a certain creature. “Number Two started experiments in Heldan five years ago, then disappeared for several years in between, and recently reappeared to start experiments again. It should be that they have made some kind of breakthrough progress, but so far it is still unsuccessful. That’s strange. Why don’t they conduct experiments in other safe places before coming back? It’s a bit risky. Even with the cover of demigods, it is still the territory of the Earth Mother Goddess. The Undertaker is not stupid. Unless, the experiment must be successful in Heldan. There are some conditions that they must meet here.”

Li Xin analyzed to himself, not knowing that his mind was particularly active when he was with Christie, and he thought this line of thinking was correct.

By this time, more and more people were in the editorial department, and some were coming and going, but knowing Christie's temperament, they didn't disturb her.

Christie glanced outside. "Your idea is certainly possible. Whether it's Number One or Number Two, finding one would be enough to give us a say in our cooperation with Montaleta. From the Night Watchers' perspective, I'm more inclined to target Number One, but of course, we won't let go of any information about Number Two."

Li Xin agreed. Number Two was probably aimed at the Church of the Earth Mother Goddess. To put it bluntly, the Night Watchers and the Funeral Walkers only had a temporary cooperative relationship. This kind of enemy was their own business. But Number One was something that angered both heaven and man. It was irreconcilable with the faith of the Night Watchers. The Dark Cuisine Association's behavior was even worse than that of the Fallen Ones.

When people become wicked, they are worse than the devil.

“Alright, let’s get down to business,” Christie said. “When is the third volume due?”

Upon hearing that the manuscript was due, Li Xin's head spun instantly. He had been looking at case files for days until he was practically a zombie, so he had no energy left to write. Just as he was about to make an excuse, his eyes suddenly lit up. "I do have the manuscript, but I need my sister to give me some pointers."

Christie blushed slightly. "This brat," she thought, "Don't be late with the manuscript. I'll go get it. Go ahead and get busy. I have a ton of things to take care of."

"Okay, sister, do you want to invite the Foodie Association? The Bird Society will reimburse the expenses, right?"

"Get reimbursed, let's go!"

After receiving the order, Li Xin left Christie's office with a smug look on his face, greeting everyone. The editorial department now held Li Xin in much higher esteem.

They knew the true power of the Utopia Grudge. News faded quickly and were forgotten, but the spread and discussion of the Utopia Grudge only increased. This young man would become a pillar of the Hexbird News in the future, so no one dared to be so tactless as to disturb his discussion with Christie.

Wu Su was one of the first editors to befriend Li Xin, so they were naturally familiar with each other. "Xin, you're really going to be rich! Are you being pressured to submit your manuscript?"

"That's right. I was criticized all morning. Creativity requires inspiration; it can't just come out of thin air. I haven't written much of the third volume yet. I feel like it'll be next week or the week after next," Li Xin said softly.

"Oh no, the president is going to explode." Wu Su saw Li Xin off and whispered, "I heard the president has already reported you to headquarters. This is definitely a great achievement. Our president is a bit of a lecher, but he has been good to everyone over the years."

"You mean Christie?"

"Come on, I think you've figured it out too. Christy has a high status. Their partnership is just a cover. After all, we're overseas, so it's easier to work in the open and in the shadows. The president has four wives; they'd be exhausted just from paying his dues. I'm only being so open with you because I consider you one of my own," Wu Su said, inadvertently revealing his desire for advancement.

"I know, I was very fortunate to have your help when I first arrived, and I avoided a lot of detours. I will need to learn more from you in the future."

“Brother, just hearing your words is enough,” Wu Su said, moved. “Let me tell you, your work is unbelievably awesome. You must strike while the iron is hot. If you keep it up, it might be published in all the Hexbird newspapers in Daoyuan. Then you’ll take off.”

"I wish I could too. Good things take inspiration." Li Xin shrugged helplessly. Not to mention that he had a lot of things to do, and wished he could pluck a few hairs to create a clone, the important thing was that the royalties should be increased. It's not easy being a working person.

"Put everything else aside, this is the most important thing in your life," Wu Su reminded him. "Also, the current royalties aren't important. Take it to the next level before talking to the editor-in-chief, and make your role clearer. After all, we're all in the same system, so it's not good to bring this up repeatedly. If it comes, make it big."

In fact, Li Xin... also had this plan. Wu Su was a veteran of the Bird Newspaper, and this was a truly heartfelt suggestion. He thanked him profusely before leaving the Hexbird Society.

Each time I leave Hextech, my feelings are different. I should go back and write something first, so that I can at least have something to say when Christie comes. As for the Undertaker, I'll wait for news. In my conversation with Travis, I discovered that he probably had a plan all along, or even had been plotting for a long time, but he lacked the authority to execute it. Now that he has His Highness the Prince's name and two nobles as vanguards, he will definitely make a move. In this matter, Li Xin thinks that it is a wise choice for him to remain involved behind the scenes.

A carriage slowed down in front of the Bird Society, and Li Xin waved and got into the carriage...

(End of this chapter)