Martial Arts Cosmic Gourmet

Chapter 322 The Terrifying Strength of Sanxingxuan

Really, a little tired.

Mi Xiaobai thought for a while, then said nothing,

He and Wang Ling had been discussing strategy for a long time. In fact, they also called Li Dazhuang, but Li Dazhuang really didn't have much insight in this regard, so he could only just watch from the sidelines.

Discussed all night, but nothing came out of the discussion, but it was a long time.

Mi Xiaobai is the one who wants to win the day of the chef, because only if he wins can he get the aura of the sun.

Only then can he complete the task and finally get the treasure he wants.

But after they saw the overwhelming strength of Eight Immortals Lake Brocade, they realized that this was simply a dream.

How to win?
Unless there is a game that is not as good as cooking, it will be an advantage for Linjiang Xian.

Then he won the points of Eight Immortals Lake Brocade in one fell swoop.

But it's still just an idea after all.

Mi Xiaobai doesn't know if he can come true.

He just planned to go to the bathroom to take a bath, no matter in any era, taking a hot bath is still the most enjoyable and relaxing way to take a bath.

He had just stood up, steadied himself, and was about to take the first step.

This space fortress is boiling...

……

five hours ago.

The blue-robed chef took a deep breath. He had already explained the matter. He had always believed in the efficiency of his subordinates. After all, these brothers were life-and-death friends with him for more than ten years, and they were all desperate now. It's time to be forced to go to Liangshan.

The green robed chef walked up to the blue robed chef and asked the blue robed chef, "Brother, do we really want to do this? If we really do this kind of business of cutting off children and grandchildren, then..."

"So what? There's no turning back?"

After the blue-robed chef said this, the green-robed chef had nothing to say.

There was a hasty silence, and then said: "It's not just that you can't turn back, it's the dark cooking world!"

"Of course I know that there is a dark cooking world! But we have been cornered, and we have more than 50 brothers under our command! Do you want those 50 brothers to be arrested by the military with us for a lifetime?" The blue-robed master The chef took a deep breath, "We deserve death, but what will they do?"

The green-robed chef asked directly: "Then are we going to join the dark culinary world? What kind of place is there? It's too scary. There are monsters eating people everywhere. Do you want your brothers to become like that?"

"Live! I just want my brothers to live!" The blue-robed chef roared: "If you can't even survive, then everything is meaningless. We are very special. One person can eat enough, and the whole family can't eat. Hunger, the only thing that can drag you down is your own life, as long as you can keep everyone alive, there is nothing wrong with going to the dark cooking world."

He raised his head again, sighed, as if he had gone through the vicissitudes of time, "Besides...the dark culinary world is not full of monsters that eat people, after all, it is an extreme faction, and there are still more honest ones in the dark culinary world." One faction."

"Upright?"

"Sigh, it's more honest." The blue-robed chef's helplessness was all written on his face.

"In short, after five hours, all the bombs will be detonated. As long as we complete this task, we will be able to officially join the dark culinary world and get their protection."

The blue-robed chef never thought in his life that he would have to seek shelter from the dark culinary world.

The green-robed chef knew that he had no choice, but if there was a way, he would not help the dark culinary world to do such a thing, pretending to be the chef of Sanxingxuan to compete, sneaking into the space fortress and then blowing up the entire space fortress.

But if there is a way... how can a person with a clear view of right and wrong do such a thing...

The red-robed chef was silent. He was different from these two people. He was not forced to go to Liangshan to help the dark cooking world. He took the initiative to join the dark cooking world after he was convinced.

"I have never been worse than anyone."

Under the red-robed chef's hood, which was a little longer than the others, he didn't know what kind of face was hidden.

He was convinced that only the dark cooking world was the most suitable for him. His piece of gold wrapped in dung would only shine if he went to the dark cooking world. He swore that he would join the dark cooking world and stand at the top of the dark cooking world.

The chef in red seems to have a deep obsession.

At this time, the subordinates of the blue-robed chef also came back.

"How are you doing?"

This is the first question that the blue-robed chef asked after seeing those warriors.
The answer given by the leader was straightforward.

"no problem."

But the blue-robed chef is a cautious person, "Have you avoided all detections? As far as I know, one of the three lottery judges is not simple, and it seems to be able to control metal."

"Don't worry, we planted bombs in corners that have nothing to do with the competition, and they are all close to the power furnace. After calculation, these bombs detonated together. With the pressure of the vacuum, it is enough to completely disintegrate this space fortress." A warrior replied in the blue robe. chef.

The blue-robed chef took a deep breath, and finally said: "Five hours later, the master's men will come to us, and we must all make preparations for a full retreat, but before that, 10 minutes later We still have to participate in the game as a whole, otherwise the three referees will become suspicious."

"Then should we behave well this time? Last time we dealt with Immortal Linjiang, we were indeed too polite. If we don't show some skills this time, the brothers will feel a little sorry for themselves."

Said a warrior.

The blue-robed chef knows them best, anyway, it's the last five hours, and he doesn't care, as long as it doesn't affect the implementation of the plan, everything will be fine.

"Okay, then for these five hours, you should go all out. I don't need to tell you the menu. You can watch the hunting yourself. We have known each other for more than ten years. I believe you will understand me."

"Okay! Brother! Don't worry!" After finishing speaking, he turned to look at the chef in red. After all, the chef in red was an outsider. After all, he didn't know what the chef in red meant, and asked, "What about you?" ? Do you have a menu?"

"Menu? Huh, I don't need that thing. Just remember to keep as few ingredients as possible, and don't leave them to your opponents."

"Hmph, I understand, I understand."

……

the other side.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

This time the screams were more obvious and more terrifying than last time.

Such screams can't be said to be one after another, because he doesn't have the concept of ups and downs at all. This cry becomes more tragic every second, but it doesn't become depressed for a second.

The second the voice disappeared, the world was silent.

The red ghost and the blue ghost were waiting outside, and they were not surprised by this. This is the style and virtue of this lord.

This so-called pre-meal exercise has long been familiar to them.

They also have some proclivities, but they are definitely not for living things.

Generally speaking, this lord, that is, the bereaved girl, is very perverted.

When the bereaved girl finished eating the last meal, her dead fish eyes finally showed a little light, as if she was full.

But when she came to her senses, in these four or five cells, nearly a hundred people had all become meat slags all over the floor, no matter how precise the instrument was, it would take a lot of time to analyze the area in front of her. Meat slag, who does it belong to?

If you want to say a word here, no one knows how to say it. Anyway, the story is over, and it is useless to say anything.

Just don't think about it, these things are futile.

The bereaved girl walked out the door, her face still pale, and the white dress made this person bloodless.

When the red ghost and the blue ghost saw the mourning girl coming out, they immediately showed a look of awe, and said to the mourning girl, "My lord!"

The mourning girl looked pale, she had eaten enough and could almost do what he wanted to do.

"Let the army prepare, the era of plunder is coming."

This was the first sentence she said after she walked out of that cell.

The red ghost and the blue ghost trembled in an instant, not because they were afraid, but because they were excited. They had been waiting for this moment for many years since they joined the dark cooking world.

"Master Meat Ganoderma lucidum! Can we finally eat as much as we want?!"

"All you can eat? A vulgar pursuit." The bereaved girl turned around, and the blood on the outer rings of her dead fish eyes became more dignified, "This is the time for us to turn around!"

As soon as the words fell, the wall in front of the bereaved girl collapsed in an instant, turning into clods, dust, and even molecules, and finally disappeared without a trace anyway.

After the wall peeled off, the place where they were was finally exposed.

They are in space, not attached to any flying stars, and the object under them is not a spaceship, but a creature called Nirvana.

There are not many creatures in the universe that can survive in space, but they are not too few.

In this universe, there is a kind of creature called: Exiled Race.

The exiled race is one of the ten disasters of the universe for any navigator.

The exiled race, as the name suggests, is exiled, and the one who exiles them is not the ethnic group, but the gods.

Their entire race was exiled by the gods. They were extremely anaerobic and hated magnetic fields. They couldn't even get too close to the planet. Their minds were repeatedly brainwashed, and they were finally reduced to wandering in space, becoming the only primitive life group in space.

They don't age or die, and they can't reproduce.It seems to violate the law of energy conservation, and the meaning of their existence in the universe at this moment is nothing else but to attack any living thing.

Everything that is movable, with life and soul attached, will become the focus of their attack, using all methods to attack until the target completely loses vital signs, until death.

It is said that every exiled race has an unforgivable crime, and the turtle at the foot of the bereaved girl, which is the size of two football fields, is an extremely terrifying crime.

Turtles like to eat mountains. They are huge. A group of people can eat up a mountain in a week, and mountains play too many roles in the planet's ecological chain. The destruction of the planet's ecology directly leads to a planet becoming a death star. , Countless creatures lost their lives as a result.

The gods in the dark gave this race divine punishment, exiled it, and became an exiled race.

Generally speaking, exiled races will not be tamed, but after a long period of development and evolution, the dark cooking world has finally found a way to subdue them.

The blue ghost doesn't quite understand. In the dark cooking world, there are many exiled creatures, but Ganoderma lucidum only has a special liking for this turtle. The hunting difficulty of this turtle is only level 66, and it will drop a little after leaving the group. , only level 55 is left, and Zi Luo's middle and late warriors have a certain ability to subdue him. When he rises to the combat power of a bereaved girl, Nirvana can hardly help him.

If you really want to say what is the use of this Nirvana, it probably runs faster.

Well, it’s actually not too fast, it’s just comparable to the speed of light in the unrestricted state of space.

For a tortoise, this is already amazing.

Of course, with the authority of the bereaved girl, it is completely possible to get stronger ones, such as...the ones that exceed the speed of light.

The mourners looked ahead, their first target was the solar system.

Because the solar system is the farthest, conquer the solar system first, and declare to the entire federation and food association: war!

……

The match between Sanxingxuan and Tianguo Xingzhu shocked everyone.

Is Samsung Xuan really that strong?

From food hunting to gourmet cooking, Sanxingxuan has always had the upper hand, Tianguo Xingzhu was crushed everywhere, this duel is like the one between Baxianhujin and Linjiangxian, the opponent has no power to fight back, Where did such an opponent come from?
Samsung Xuan didn't have such strength before.

As time passed by, Sanxingxuan's delicacies had been prepared, while Heavenly Star Pendant was still desperately hunting for ingredients.

At this moment, the blue-robed chef of Sanxingxuan couldn't help showing a smile.

How did they know that these chefs didn't come from Sanxingxuan at all, and they didn't even come from the solar system. If it wasn't for this special mission, how could they escape to this remote planet?
They may only be regarded as second- and third-rate powerhouses in other galaxies, but in the solar system, those who are capable of surpassing them are a minority after all.

The corners of the blue-robed chef's mouth curled up slightly, before he smiled and said, "It's just scum from the solar system, this level can only be regarded as the lower middle standard in our galaxy."

……

At this moment.

The wine master is still drinking somewhere in the space fortress. As an experienced gourmet, he is naturally much more experienced than those young people.

He just sniffed slightly, and felt that something was wrong.

The restlessness in the air kept telling the phagocytes in his body.

"There are explosives."

Dynamite...

Jiu Zun realized what was wrong, so he no longer took his time. With his startling steps, he stepped to the front of the explosive in an instant.

The explosive package was wrapped on the inside of the wall, and the structure of the wall was disassembled, which was caused by man-made.

The explosives used are old explosives from the 23rd century, which cannot be detected with modern technology.

There are probably hundreds, thousands, or even tens of thousands of such explosives. God knows who made them.

Jiu Zun immediately realized that something was wrong.

This is the area under the control of the Food Association.

Who the hell... is so bold.

(End of this chapter)