Anime Crossover: Post-Apocalyptic Survival, My Stand is the World

She couldn't sit still any longer.

Her inner universe exploded.

"Isn't it just cooking?"

"Who can't do that!"

The silver-haired genius girl let out a roar of resentment.

She suddenly pulled out from behind a futuristic silver briefcase that had somehow been carried by Kurokiba Ryo's loyal henchman.

"Bang! Bang!"

Amid a series of crisp metallic clanging sounds, a large pile of experimental equipment was brought out, dazzling everyone present.

Test tubes, beakers, centrifuges, liquid nitrogen tanks, laser thermometers…

There was even a portable molecular structure analyzer.

The way they were doing it didn't look like they were cooking; it looked more like they were conducting a chemistry experiment.

"Hum hum…"

Alice's face broke into a mad scientist's smile.

At that moment, her aura underwent a dramatic transformation.

If Erina was a queen reigning supreme just now...

So, at this moment, Alice is a witch who subverts tradition.

“…Let me show you, my dear cousin—Erina!”

"What truly leads the culinary world into the future...?"

"The power of science!"

Finished

She then threw herself completely into her experiments.

Her movements were so fast they seemed like magic, yet they were also full of scientific rigor and artistic beauty.

A single drop, the purest essence of meat juice extracted from the same piece of A5 Wagyu beef using a high-pressure centrifuge.

A tiny pinch, just a few micrograms of spore powder scraped off from the finest Alba white truffles with a molecular knife.

Also, a drop of vibrant green liquid, taken from some mysterious plant and teeming with life, was found in a sealed test tube.

……

All the ingredients are broken down, recombined, and recreated at the molecular level in the instruments in her hands in a way that is unimaginable to human taste buds.

At last.

In a cloud of liquid nitrogen smoke filled with a cyberpunk vibe.

With a crisp "ding" sound.

A brand new scientific artwork, full of artistry and "imagination," has been created.

(Liao Wang Zhao) It was a small, round ball, crystal clear, lying quietly on a silver spoon like amber.

Inside the sphere, it seemed as if a whole, slowly flowing stellar universe, composed of countless tiny points of light, was sealed away.

It lacks the overwhelming aroma of Erina's Wagyu beef dish.

It perfectly conceals all the deliciousness and energy within its thin, crystalline shell.

“Come here, Su Chenjun.”

Alice carefully scooped up the amber with her small silver spoon, as if she were holding the most precious gem in the world.

Her face wore a smile that exuded absolute confidence in her work.

"Open your mouth."

She spoke in a tone exactly like Erina's, but with an added touch of playfulness and slyness.

"..."

Su Chen watched as the battle between the queen and the witch, a battle that seemed to be a clash of gods, unfolded before him.

Upon closer inspection, it was indeed a star amber exuding a deadly allure.

In the end, they succumbed to the tyranny of science.

He opened his mouth.

Chapter 89 Queen and Witch, Both in My Possession

The moment that amber, like a seal containing stars and the universe, was gently melted on Su Chen's tongue by his body heat.

boom--.

A completely new taste storm, utterly different from the domineering, grand, and vibrant flavors of Erina Nakiri, exploded in the deepest recesses of his mind.

If Erina's cuisine is a majestic lion that conquers all with absolute power, then Alice's cuisine is a beautiful silver serpent full of wisdom and change, silently enticing all beings.

It did not launch an attack on the front lines of the taste buds.

It bypassed all conventional sensory defenses with unparalleled precision, directly and almost like an information invasion, forcibly writing the concept of "deliciousness" into his brain in the purest and most efficient form of data.

It was a cold, precise, and rational beauty that was irresistible.

It's not like food; it's more like a spiritual medicine that works directly on the soul.

This is the joy of science, an ultimate experience that transcends ordinary senses and belongs to geniuses.

'sharp…'

Su Chen was once again deeply shocked. He had never imagined that food could reach the pinnacle of deliciousness in two such drastically different forms.

'These two people…'

'What a pair of monsters.'

……

"How is it, Su Chenjun?"

Looking at the equally undisguised amazement on Su Chen's face, Alice Nakiri's bright red eyes gleamed with the light of a victor, and a smug smile spread across her face.

She turned her head slightly and glanced at her blonde cousin, who had been silent since the beginning and whose face had turned rather unpleasant, with a highly provocative look.

"Isn't my science superior?"

"Humph."

Erina Nakiri finally snapped out of her daze, savoring the delicious scientific sensation. She gave a haughty snort, and the flames of a queen reignited in her violet eyes.

“It’s nothing but a cheap trick to attract attention.” Her voice was cool and clear, carrying an unquestionable authority. “My cooking is the true way to bring life and vitality. It nourishes the soul, replenishes energy, and fulfills the most primal desires etched into our genes.”

She looked at the exquisitely crafted spoon in Alice's hand, which resembled a work of art, with a hint of disdain in her eyes.

"Do you even deserve to call your cold, hard data a dish?"

"Huh?" Alice retorted immediately, her silver hair seeming to crackle with electricity.

"Your primitive cooking, which relies solely on talent and piled-up ingredients, is what I call unambitious. Cooking is an art, but more importantly, it's a science. It's about seeking the infinite possibilities of deliciousness through precise calculations and endless exploration. Your conservative, intuition-based approach should have been swept into the dustbin of history long ago."

A third world war, a battle waged on the principles of culinary innovation, talent, and science, and one that would be recorded in the annals of culinary history, is about to erupt once again in this small lounge.

Su Chen finally opened his eyes leisurely, savoring the aftertaste of those two exquisite flavors.

He glanced at the silver-haired little devil on his left, who was puffing out his little chest and had a "praise me, I'm the strongest" expression on his face.

Then she glanced at the blonde queen on her right, arms crossed, with an expression that said, "You're dead if you dare say she's good."

A very kind smile slowly appeared on his face.

That smile, warm and kind, seemed to melt away all the conflicts in the world.

Then, under the watchful eyes of everyone, especially Kasumigaoka Utaha, Su Chen made his final ruling as the sole arbitrator of this sacred duel.

He didn't speak.

He simply stretched out his hands and, with lightning speed—completely out of character for his composed and aloof demeanor—pressed them simultaneously onto the heads of both girls and ruffled them as if no one else was around.

"Well done."

His tone was full of elder's satisfaction and praise, as if he were commenting on two outstanding juniors.

"—You two are both very good."

"..."

"what?"

Time stood still.

Erina Nakiri and Alice Nakiri, two genius girls who were enough to strike fear into the hearts of countless students at Totsuki Culinary Academy (BJDC), were both stunned at the same time.

They felt the warmth and strength of the large hand above their heads, and looked at the man in front of them who not only did not judge who was better or worse, but also dared to touch them inappropriately.

Their brains, which they were so proud of and whose speed exceeded that of ordinary people, both crashed at this moment.

"Children make choices."

Su Chen looked at their two adorable expressions, both filled with bewilderment and disbelief, and found it amusing.

He withdrew his hand, stood up, and looked down at them.

At this moment, his mature and undeniable domineering aura was fully revealed.

He loudly proclaimed:

"I want both of your dishes!"

After saying that, he ignored the two girls who had been completely petrified, as if they had turned into two exquisite figurines.

He turned around abruptly, waved his hand, and gave a new order to his own men who were also stunned by this unexpected turn of events.

"Alright, girls, stop watching the show."

"It's work."

He gestured with his chin towards the VIP cold storage door, which exuded an aura of treasure, his voice carrying an undeniable air of authority.

"Kurokiba, Utaha, Kato."

"Go, pack up all the edible and valuable top-quality ingredients inside, whether it's beef or truffles, caviar or tuna, and take them all with you."

His voice was calm and clear.

"Not a single one is allowed to remain."

"Oh!"

Ryo Kurokiba, who had always been taciturn and seemed like Alice's shadow, suddenly had a terrifying glint in his eyes the moment he heard the words "top-quality ingredients".

He was the first to respond to the call, like a shark that had smelled blood, grabbing a sack and rushing inside.

Kasumigaoka Utaha sighed helplessly and stood up as well.

Although she had no interest in being a "bandit," it seemed quite interesting and excellent writing material. Kato Megumi nodded silently and followed, her initiative as always.

In the lounge, only Su Chen and the Nakiri sisters, who were still in a petrified state, remained.

Su Chen walked up to them again.

A kind smile appeared on his face, yet it sent a chill down the spines of the two girls.

"As for the two of you..."

He placed one hand on each of their soft, fragrant shoulders, which were stiff with shock, and gently turned them toward him.

"From today onwards, you, along with your God Tongue and molecular gastronomy, will be part of this world."

"It has also been requisitioned by me."

Erina and Alice's pupils contracted simultaneously. They finally snapped out of their daze and tried to struggle, but found that the hand on their shoulder was like an iron clamp, impossible to budge.

They were forced to listen to the man's final verdict.

The verdict was filled with a wicked humor, yet it carried an irresistible sense of destiny.