There is no problem with my 2D card deck!

Compared to the Universal Corridor where Amon took the final college entrance exam, it was nothing compared to this - there was even a special room where one had to choose a card to possess, and other cards could not be used at all!

There are also rooms that can summon infinitely, but magic cards and trap cards cannot be used...

There are so many things like this, it’s really varied!

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Like this huge restaurant, there are no special rules, it’s just a simple big room, which is a breath of fresh air!

So, it is normal to encounter anything in this kind of situation.

"…but why you?"

Amon looked across and saw a figure walking out from the kitchen in the corner. The huge and burly figure was still wearing an ill-fitting chef's uniform, and a tall chef's hat on his neatly groomed blond hair.

Under the slightly ferocious and terrifying face, the eyes are very gentle.

Amon knew him.

After arriving in this land, besides the Dean of Studies, the second person Amon knew was him——"Chef Wilson! Why are you here?!"

Amon subconsciously clenched his fists, but soon relaxed them and looked at the opposite side indifferently.

"As 'his' friend, you should have guessed the reason."

Wilson shuffled the deck expressionlessly, then equipped it in the card box, looking at Amon coldly: "This body is my father, he has died for me, and the one who appears here now is the [Food Brave]!"

"As my father's friend, could you please do this for my father..."

"Go to hell, Amon!"

Chapter 302: Japanese Food

"I don't know who you are, maybe you are the son of Wilson?"

Amon looked at Wilson, who was very familiar but had a very strange expression, and sighed in his heart: "Maybe, who knows what the truth is, maybe it's a soul disguised as his son..."

"But it doesn't matter. No matter who stands in my way, there is only one result!" In the face of the sacred national cause, don't think that I will let you go just because of some non-existent personal feelings!

"That's defeat!"

"If you can do it, just give it a try!" Wilson on the opposite side's face twitched, but he still pretended to be calm.

Damn it, didn’t those people say that this guy was my dad’s good friend?

Why are you so rude!

"Let me show you my magic weapon that will ensure my victory - blame anyone, blame yourself for breaking in!" Wilson, the Food Brave, suddenly pulled off his white apron.

As if some mechanism had been triggered, the huge furniture around suddenly began to vibrate.

"La~"

"La~! La la~!!" A melodious and creepy singing voice sounded, and the huge furniture around suddenly came alive.

It became soft and flexible, and grew facial features. Then, one by one, they looked at Amon and frowned. One of the chairs stuck out his tongue and said, "This guy is so annoying."

"Setting fire right away scared people to death."

The refrigerator covered its face and screamed like a green tea.

On the other side, the bamboo tube containing chopsticks on the table was trembling: "My children are also scared."

“Yeah” “Yeah” “We’re all terrified~!”

There was chatter all around, and suddenly it became noisy.

Suddenly, in the air around, there was the sound of the shamisen "Deng~Deng~Deng!" The traditional Japanese tune became more and more mournful, as if someone was constantly wailing.

Amon, who was not used to this tune, got goosebumps.

Wilson on the other side, on the other hand, looked very happy and intoxicated, but he still looked at Amon with a smug smile: "Your actions are really not covered at all, so don't blame us for setting a trap in front of you!"

"This is the battlefield I chose!"

"The room we know is the [kitchen]!"

"The duel method is [cooking]!"

"And the cooking theme is [Japanese style], which I am best at!" Wilson looked at Amon, and the smug expression on his face could no longer be concealed: "And the judges are the furniture here - they live in a huge restaurant, and they are the most professional judges!"

"…But he is also an absolutely unfair judge, right?"

Amon has already seen that when the furniture saw Amon, they had already put up the -50 board, which means that Amon was deducted points.

He immediately knew what the heroes who ambushed him in this room were doing...

No other reason.

Whether or not we can win the fight is another matter. Even if we fail, as long as we fight in the restaurant, we will be deducted points - just like what the real Wilson said when Amon dueled with him...

The restaurant does not welcome bad guests!

Anyone who hits and beats other guests is undoubtedly a bad guest!

"Yes."

Wilson looked at Amon arrogantly and admitted it directly: "Of course, you can also leave this restaurant - but it doesn't matter. As long as you want to continue chasing [the exit], this restaurant will appear in front of you countless times, countless times, countless times!"

"Either we win under such unfavorable circumstances, or..."

"Just avoid my actions!"

"It's worth mentioning that according to the rules of this restaurant, if you want to duel, you must use [Japanese cuisine] to do it. Other things like dinosaurs, giants, zombies, and carnivorous plants will absolutely not work!"

Wilson seemed to remember something and added quickly.

I see……

"Is this your plan?" Amon understood the other party's idea: "You can't beat me, so you use special rules to restrict me?"

"That's the rule, the rule!"

Wilson's face regained its smugness: "This is how the world is! Only the strong can make the rules - and here, I am the strong one! This is something that only a gold card master can do, giving special rules to the duel, making the duel unilaterally advantageous to oneself!"

“This is the [Golden Privilege]!”

"Can ordinary people do this? Only me! Only I can do this!"

Wilson became more arrogant and said, "You are right here, watching your school reduced to ruins. You said you were looking forward to your friends and even your country, but we can only expel you from here!"

“You can’t do anything!”

"This is a restaurant where you can only use Japanese food to fight! Either you fight me with bare hands and I kill you on the spot! Or you get out of here and wail in the corner about your powerlessness, watching your whole life sink into oblivion!"

"This is your fate!"

"You have no cooking talent and no relevant cards, so you are just useless--"

Wilson was about to say some trash talk when he saw Amon on the opposite side fiddling with a card-making machine that appeared out of nowhere.

Then I watched Amon stuff a stack of blank cards into the card machine. After a while, I saw the card machine rumble for a while...

Ding~!

A bunch of freshly-made card decks appeared!

"Come to think of it, I owe a lot of cards to the Shokugeki Shoujos at home, so this is a good time to make up for it - but the theme this time is limited, so I'll just play the [Japanese Food Deck] for now."

Amid Wilson's stunned expression, Amon slowly stuffed the deck into the card box, then looked up at the other side: "Sorry, I wasn't paying attention when I was making the card just now... Um~ What did you just say?"

"——Impossible! How can you cook Japanese food?!"

Wilson felt as if he was hit hard. Was it so easy for the opponent to make cards?

Think about how long you have studied...

Travel around the entire Sakura, learn from many immortals, study hard, and finally you will be able to successfully make cards when cooking!

Cooking, carpentry, chess...

Similar card decks with real craftsmanship have prototypes that actually exist in reality. Therefore, if you want to make related cards, you must use your own real craftsmanship to resonate with the collective consciousness and gain recognition from the world!

In short, if you want to open a restaurant...

You must have a certificate!

Similar card making follows the same principle, and is even more complicated, because you must make the world recognize your identity as a [chef] before the related card making will be successful!

This is why the nicknames of Deep Blue Mechanics and Gardeners are so strange and simple.

Because they use nicknames to deepen people's impression of them, so that they can better produce related cards.

"Hmm? Do I need to know how to do this?"

Amon was a little surprised, but he soon realized something: "The so-called sushi is nothing more than cutting pieces of meat and spreading them on rice - that's about it, isn't it very simple to make? Why are you so shocked?"

"!!!"

a bolt from the blue!

Not only Wilson, but even the surrounding furniture looked greatly shocked.

The next moment, this group of people became furious.

"How dare you look down on sushi so much - this is unforgivable, Amon!" Wilson raised the duel plate angrily. As for his original idea of ​​using the special rules of the kitchen to interfere with and stop Amon's progress, he had completely forgotten it at this moment.

His life beliefs and dreams were easily trampled into the mud by Amon.

Wilson was already furious!

"Don't think that a hastily made deck is the real Japanese cuisine! The warmth of the palms, the prayers and thoughts between the hands, that is the essence and soul of Japanese cuisine!"

Wilson looked at Amon with a sacred and annoyed look on his face: "Your dishes are nothing more than pre-made dishes. How can you compete with me, the eldest disciple of the Sushi Immortal who has been taught the highest skills by the Immortal?"

"Duel!"

“…Duel.”

Chapter 303: Erina Nakiri!

The duel begins!

After adding five cards to his hand, Amon glanced at the opponent and suddenly felt that it had been a long time since he last saw the duel. A one-on-one duel like this really made people feel a little uncomfortable for a while.

Even though I just had a duel with Daichi yesterday.

"Come on! Big blond brother!"

"Defeat that bragging kid, don't lose!"

"Damn it! Damn it!"

"Tata open!"

The surrounding furniture began to cheer for Wilson. At the same time, the sound of the shamisen around him became more intense and more resentful as the duel began.

A female figure with disheveled hair and a white face was vaguely visible behind the screen.

The moment it appeared, a ripple filled with the aroma of food spread out, sweeping over Amon and Wilson's bodies, but nothing changed.

"Because there are [chefs] on both sides of the duel, the Golden Rule is activated!"

On the opposite side, Wilson looked at Amon with some expectation, but soon found that Amon's expression remained unchanged and his deck had not changed, so he couldn't help but make a sound.

Although I don't think this is possible, the other party really isn't bluffing...

Somewhat dissatisfied with the card drawing.

Just like Amon, it starts with five cards in hand.

As a reincarnated hero, it is naturally impossible for him to inherit the soul card slot of his original body, and he was unable to open up a soul card slot during his lifetime, so he only needs five hand cards.

As for Amon, he temporarily separated one of his card slots for other reasons.

Hence there are only five.

"How can a makeshift deck be that powerful?" Wilson encouraged himself secretly, but Amon's reputation was there, so he did not dare to be careless.

He immediately shot himself out: "[Dueling Chef Wilson]!"

The blond boy Wilson jumped out.

"Since this is a food battle, the first thing to do is for the chefs from both teams to appear!"