Honkai Impact 3rd: My Days as a Captain in Schicksal

I still can't see even a hint of curry in this dish...

The surface of this red mixture of solids and liquids was constantly bubbling, and each burst of a bubble released a puff of red smoke.

Keng Huo pulled his head back, and a sigh of disappointment rose behind him.

"This is your newly developed fourth-generation hybrid warship power reactor high-energy fuel, right? Not bad, not bad. I'll take it to the Hyperion Logistics Department to have a look." Keng Huo forced himself to remain calm, reached out and picked up the plate of unidentified objects, and made as if to leave.

"How could that be?" Keng Huo felt a tremendous force forcefully press down on his shoulder, and he plopped back down in his chair. "This is the strongest Hellfire Volcano Curry Pork Chop Rice in the entire universe, which we have all carefully prepared! Teacher Keng must have misjudged it!"

"You're telling me this is curry pork chop rice?!" A voice filled with despair squeezed out of his mouth, "Where's the rice?!"

"Here it is." An old man wearing an apron pulled out a spoon from somewhere, turned the plate of unidentified objects over, revealing a bunch of small, red, granular things underneath. "Because it's a full-serving dish, the rice is at the bottom."

Keng Huo nearly rolled his eyes and looked away: "This red stuff is rice?! Is this a new variety?"

“Honestly, Teacher Keng is just joking,” another old man said, hands on his hips, pressing his huge mask close to Keng Huo’s face. “It’s just ordinary rice.”

"It's just that I put in a little too much chili, which made the rice turn red..."

Keng Huo looked at the old man in despair: "You call this putting in 'a little' too much?"

"Hehehe~" The old man put his right hand back and placed it next to his helmet. He bent his hand slightly, and at the same time, the helmet tilted slightly in the direction of his right hand.

Keng Huo seemed to see a big dad making a cat paw gesture at him in a cute way.

"Okay... fine... then tell me... where's the pork chop? Isn't it curry pork chop rice..." Keng Huo was still making a last-ditch effort.

"Teacher Keng is acting strange today. The pork chop was placed on top of the rice, wasn't it?" The old man wearing an apron used a spoon to pick up a protrusion from the top of the unidentified object. "Is it because it's stained with curry color that you can't see it?"

"I'm sorry, I suddenly remembered that I promised to accompany Kiana and the others to the school festival today. They're still waiting for me outside. I'm sorry, I have to go now." Keng Huo felt like he was in a den of wolves, and all he could think about was how to escape as quickly as possible.

"what……"

"As expected, there are still no customers..."

"Even Teacher Keng, who loves spicy food the most, refuses to eat our dishes..."

"I feel really bad for everyone who got up so early to start preparing the curry..." The old man wearing an apron, who seemed to be the head chef, looked down with a disappointed expression that could be felt even through his hazmat suit. "Looks like I'm still not good at cooking..."

"Hagi! You're not allowed to say things like that! You've already tried your best!" An old man suddenly hugged the head chef.

“Yeah, yeah, it’s clearly Hagi who’s been working the hardest!” The other old men also gathered around.

“Rinko…everyone…” The head chef’s voice came from behind the gas mask, tinged with a sob.

"Wow—" Five or six old men hugged each other and cried their hearts out. The scene was incredibly beautiful.

It looks like a philosophical discussion.

Chapter Thirty-Six: Fireworks

"You jerk! You're causing trouble again!" Kiana's voice rang out at the most inopportune moment. "And you always talk about being a role model as a teacher, yet you're bullying girls here!"

"Kiana?! What are you doing here?!" Keng Huo looked at the trio of Kiana who had appeared here at some unknown time with despair, his shock evident in his expression.

Of course, the shock mainly came from the gas masks covering the faces of Kiana and the other two.

"Of course I'm here to urge you, you rascal, to finish your food quickly so we can go explore other exhibition areas!" Kiana put her hands on her hips, forcing a fierce expression through her gas mask.

"Kiana! Are you here to eat our curry too?" The group of old men who were crying in unison immediately stopped crying and turned their round helmets towards Kiana.

It looks like Kiana has been overpowered.

Kiana's body visibly trembled: "I'm full..."

"But this rascal didn't eat breakfast this morning, he came here specifically to eat your curry!" Kiana changed the subject, pointing at Keng Huo.

Keng Huo couldn't see Kiana's expression at this moment, but no matter how he thought about it, he felt that there must be a smug face under that gas mask.

"Teacher Keng really came here to eat our curry!"

"I told you, Teacher Keng loves spicy food the most!"

"Teacher Keng really loves to joke; we almost believed him!"

"Teacher Keng, please sit down! I'll get you a drink!"

Keng Huo was surrounded by four or five big old men, unable to advance or retreat, and suddenly felt dizzy.

Keng Huo was in tears. Being surrounded by four or five girls looking at him with pleading eyes should have been a dream come true, but why did it turn out so badly for him...?

"Fine, fine... I'll eat it, okay!" Keng Huo felt a sharp pain in his arm, which was being pulled by his fathers, as if his bones were cracking. He immediately surrendered in shock.

"Just finish this, okay..." Keng Huo sat at the table with a righteous and heroic look, picking up the spoon with trembling hands.

A group of old men crowded around the table, their round helmets spinning up and down as if nodding.

Keng Huo tried to imagine the girls behind those round helmets looking at him with hopeful eyes, trying to give himself a little more motivation to die.

Unsuccessful.

After all, the presence of these big dads was so strong that it was impossible to associate the cute girl with these thick and bulky hazmat suits.

It's like seeing the face of a gentle, poetic girl placed on the body of a burly man with a sixteen-pack and chest hair that weighs two pounds.

Kiana and her group stood aside with their arms crossed, watching the show.

The moment he took the first spoonful of curry rice, Keng Huo felt as if his brain had been blasted right on his forehead by the main cannon of the Hyperion, and it was fully charged.

Keng Huo felt his entire body burning up, starting from his tongue. He couldn't tell if it was pain or a burning sensation that exploded from his mouth, traveling down his throat to his stomach, and then down his trachea to his lungs.

It truly lives up to its reputation as a curry that lets you bite the sun in your mouth.

Keng Huo immediately broke out in a cold sweat, his face turning bright red as if he had been in a sauna.

"Teacher Keng's face turned red with happiness!"

"Great job! Great job!" the dads cheered.

Keng Huo's mind was in complete chaos, unable to think about what the students had said. He felt as if his head was buzzing, as if he had been hit by a bomb.

Keng Huo mechanically put the second spoonful into his mouth, and this time he had a new feeling.

If the first bite of curry is so spicy that you lose your bearings, then the second bite is like a small flower being ravaged by the combined flavors of various spices in a mudslide.

With the second bite, the spiciness that Keng Huo felt was not as intense as with the first bite, because his taste buds had already experienced the same level of spiciness, so the effect of the spiciness was relatively less strong.

So when the spiciness isn't too intense, the flavors of countless spices mixed in the curry burst forth.

Keng Huo never imagined that curry could be this terrifying.

The aroma of spices filled his mouth and nose in a short moment, and he could even smell the spices in the air when he breathed.

Keng Huo glanced at the expectant old men with trembling hands, gritted his teeth, and put the third spoonful into his mouth.

The fourth spoonful.

The fifth spoonful.

Kiana couldn't stand it anymore. She cautiously moved closer to Keng Huo, gently tugged at his arm, and whispered, "You rascal... maybe you shouldn't eat anymore..."

But Keng Huo remained unmoved, mechanically putting curry into his mouth.

Kiana panicked a little. She tugged hard at Keng Huo, only to find that he just turned around and glanced at her with his unfocused eyes. Then he suddenly sped up his eating, finishing the curry in just a few breaths, leaving Kiana dumbfounded.

Keng Huo's eyes suddenly seemed to regain their luster, and he opened his mouth, but only made a very weak sound.

Keng Huo seemed to realize that something was wrong with him, and gestured with his hands as if he wanted to say something, but everyone was completely baffled.

Kiana seemed to understand something, walked to the small blackboard in front of the stall that had information about the Hellfire Curry Competition, moved the blackboard in front of Keng Huo, and handed him the chalk.

Keng Huo's eyes lit up. He grabbed a piece of chalk and quickly wrote something on the blackboard. After a few hasty strokes, he threw the chalk aside and ran towards the garden as if chasing after his youth.

Kiana stared in disbelief at Keng Huo, whose running speed was comparable to her own. She seemed to have gained a new understanding of human potential. She glanced uneasily at the words written on the blackboard, then put the blackboard on the ground, picked up the bottled water that the elders had prepared for Keng Huo, and chased after him.

Kiana had barely run a couple of steps when she turned back. Without a word, she rummaged through the curry shop for the other bottles of mineral water, grabbed at least four or five bottles, and ran off like a mineral water thief.

Mei and her companion, along with a group of older men, were left completely bewildered.

"What did Teacher Keng write?" Mei asked suddenly, as if she had just realized something, while Bronya's Heavy Bunny had already brought the small blackboard to Mei.

"I'll be back in a bit... seal the curry... don't touch it?" Mei felt like her brain short-circuited for a moment. Keng Huo was coming back? And she was supposed to keep eating?

Has Keng Huo lost his mind?

Keng Huo rushed through the ornamental bushes as if they were empty, kicking up a flurry of branches and leaves. He emerged from the other side of the bushes like a savage, his knees buckling and he collapsed to the ground.

He vomited profusely.

Kiana, who was rushing over, seemed to have expected this, and gently placed the bottled water in her arms next to Keng Huo.

Keng Huo vomited until he couldn't vomit anymore, then he caught his breath and grabbed the mineral water next to him and gulped it down.

Just after finishing the first bottle, before even opening the second, Keng Huo suddenly bent down and started vomiting again. This time, there was nothing left in his stomach to vomit, only the mineral water he had just drunk, mixed with curry-stained gastric juices, which he poured onto the grass.

After vomiting, Keng Huo rinsed his mouth with water, his eyes bloodshot.

Then he gulped down the second bottle of mineral water.

Then he vomited.

Kiana's eyes were filled with worry and regret as she watched Keng Huo drink bottle after bottle of water only to vomit again and again. She felt as if she had made a huge mistake.

She began to regret it. Perhaps she shouldn't have argued with Keng Huo today, nor should she have tricked him into eating that curry rice that looked like it would be cursed by ghosts and spirits. Looking at Keng Huo now, she felt only guilt and unease in her heart.

Suddenly, Kiana, who was lost in thought, felt two light taps on the top of her head. She looked up and saw Keng Huo holding a thumbs up to his chest, showing off a set of teeth still red with curry on them. He raised his eyebrows smugly, looking like he was saying, "I'm invincible and this little bit of spice is nothing to me."

Don't ask me why Kiana could glean so much information from Keng Huo's actions; Kiana simply had a sudden flash of inspiration and understood what Keng Huo was trying to express.

"Go to hell." Kiana spat lightly, avoiding Keng Huo's gaze. "You...are you feeling better?"

Keng Huo opened his mouth, only to find that his voice was hoarse. He was immediately troubled. He gently patted Kiana's shoulder and walked out of the garden.

"Hey? Where are you going?" Kiana saw that Keng Huo seemed to be heading towards the curry stand, so she hurriedly caught up with him and grabbed his sleeve. "Are you going to eat there again? Are you crazy?"

Keng Huo shook his head and opened his mouth to speak, but only the sound of air rushing out of his throat could be heard.

Keng Huo looked troubled, and he stretched out his hand and drew on the ground as if he were writing something.

"Not...eat?" Looking at the traces left by the piercing fingers, Kiana's mind went blank. "Going back...is something wrong?"

"What could possibly happen to you?" Kiana clearly didn't believe Keng Huo's words, and still held tightly to his clothes, as if afraid that he would suddenly run away.

Keng Huo looked somewhat helpless as he squatted down and continued writing: "Don't worry, I won't eat. There are some things I need to explain."