Mechanical Doctor

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Due to the special nature of Yun Island, the entire island is actually an autonomous free territory.

The Elliot Federation has almost no management power over this island.

Manolin wants to be a judge of this cooking competition, so it is naturally impossible to find someone from the government department.

The power of the government department here is not even as great as the power of the gatekeeper at the door in the previous life.

At least the gatekeeper can still manage the opening and closing of the community gate, and these guys are useless.

The place where Manolin went this time was Frances Clapham, one of the chefs with the strongest cooking skills in Yun Island and the management committee of this island.

The administrative management of Yun Island is quite a joke.

Their management committee, which is equivalent to the governor of the Siren Islands, is held by the champion of the annual cooking competition.

And for these champions of the cooking competition, the honor of the champion is more attractive than the position of management committee.

According to the information obtained by passers-by, Manolin learned that there were even many chefs who refused to serve as management committee members after winning the championship.

This resulted in Yundao being without a management committee member for several years.

If the legendary chef hadn't intervened in the end, such farces would have happened frequently.

Manolin understood that these champions didn't want to be management committee members.

Since the cooking competition is about cooking skills, the extraordinary effects of food are not used as a criterion in the competition.

After all, it is a cooking competition, not a professional chef competition.

If it were a professional chef competition, wouldn't it be better to directly compare the extraordinary levels?

Although, high-level extraordinary people still have many advantages in the cooking competition, such as physical strength, speed, eyesight, extraordinary abilities, etc., which all add to cooking, especially extraordinary abilities, which will also improve the deliciousness of food.

But there are also examples of low-level professionals or even ordinary people without extraordinary professions becoming champions of cooking competitions.

And all of these people are people who put all their energy and efforts on the road of cooking.

How can such people care about the secular power?

Moreover, this secular power seems to be very large, equivalent to the governor, but in fact, there are a lot of high-level professionals from all over the world and even other planes on the island. It is hard to say how much power this so-called management committee member has.

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Manolin came to the central building of the island, in front of a slightly old office building.

This is where the current management committee member Frances Clapham is.

He took out the ID of the director of MMC, successfully passed the two overweight guards, and met Frances.

Although his position as the director is not very useful here, it can still prove his identity and allow him to meet the management committee member smoothly.

When Manolin saw the management committee member, he was still studying new dishes in front of the stove.

After a while, Frances had time to greet Manolin.

"Hello, Ms. Frances. I am Manolin from Gran City."

"Hello!"

After greeting, Frances asked in confusion:

"You should be the mechanical master who killed the legendary demon? I wonder what you want to see me for?"

After hearing this, Manolin did not hesitate and directly told her the purpose of his visit.

"Ms. Frances, I am a food lover. I heard that there is a cooking competition held here in Yundao, so I want to ask if I can be a judge or something like that."

Frances hesitated after a moment of hesitation and said:

"According to your identity and the great deeds you have done, it is reasonable for you to be a judge of our cooking competition. It can even be said that we are too high."

"But the problem now is that the judges have been invited half a year before this cooking competition. We really have no way now..."

"I will offer all the edible parts of an eighth-level deep-sea giant squid as a reward!"

Manolin interrupted Frances's refusal.

He had expected Frances to reject him. After all, he felt that he didn't have the face to be a judge of the competition a few days before it was held.

So he prepared a gift for the meeting - a giant deep-sea squid.

The taste of this giant deep-sea squid is quite good among all the sea monsters.

A huge ingredient with good taste is quite attractive to chefs.

Frances paused for a moment, as if she didn't hear Manolin's words clearly, she asked:

"What level is the giant deep-sea squid?"

"Level eight."

Frances turned and left, and picked up a frying pan before leaving."Please wait a moment. I suddenly remembered a little thing. I'll be back soon."

Manolin looked at Frances who ran out in a hurry, and was full of questions.

What happened?

However, Manolin's doubts did not last long. Frances came back with a frying pan in a short while.

However, unlike when she left, there was some blood on the frying pan in her hand.

"Uh...Ms. Frances, what are you doing?"

Frances smiled and said:

"I'm so sorry, Mr. Manolin. I just received news that one of our judges has just fallen ill and can no longer participate in the cooking competition in two days."

Frances hid the pan with blood on the bottom of the pot in the cabinet and then said:

"Oh~ We are just short of a judge. May I ask if Mr. Manolin is interested in being a judge for this cooking competition?"

Manolin looked at Frances's trick speechlessly. If there is no vacancy, just kill one to make a vacancy, right?

"Uh... Can I ask how the judge who is unwell is doing?"

Frances waved her hand and said indifferently:

"That old guy is very strong because he eats and drinks for free every day. This little illness is nothing."

Manolin looked at the fierce Frances and was very speechless, but he still had to be a judge.

"Ahem, Ms. Frances, I am naturally willing to be a judge for this cooking competition."

Then he added:

"The deep-sea giant squid is right by the dock. I have frozen it into a block of ice. You can take it whenever you want."

The valuable materials on the deep-sea giant squid were taken away by Manolin's servants at the beginning. Frances can take the remaining edible parts at any time.

The deal was done, and Manolin didn't stay any longer. He was going to go back to the street just now and eat along the way.

Anyway, as a high-level professional, he digests quickly and won't get fat. Now he can eat as much as he wants as long as his wallet can support it.

And it just so happens that he is not short of money now, so he can eat as much as he wants.

"Delicious food, here I come!"

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