The boss is out of control.
This situation is indeed dangerous, but it is not the first time for the circus to face it. Not to mention that Jaan and Mr. Rabbit are sitting next to the boss.
Mr. Rabbit, who was enjoying the hot spring service, immediately woke up. The eye sockets of his hood glowed crimson as he exchanged glances with Jain opposite him, completing the communication.
Bang!
Jain slammed the table! A black curtain fell down, covering the boss behind him. The continuously growing flesh and black hair were temporarily blocked by the curtain, but this temporary barrier could not block it for too long.
"What's this… "
Even with this magic curtain between them, even though William was sitting at the other end of the dining table farthest from the boss.
One can still see behind the curtain that some twisted, disordered ancient body is being constructed, with floating black hair like monster hair, or some inherent soft structure.
Even if it is not yet formed,
But it caused William to feel a strong primitive fear deep in his soul.
His trembling knees wanted to kneel down, and even his lips and tongue began to tremble, as if he wanted to utter some ancient language to express his awe and worship for the thing before him.
Just then,
Mr. Rabbit flashed behind his boss, ignoring the whipping and penetration of his flesh by the black-haired man.
Pah! A palm strike hit the boss's neck where the fat was piled up.
The power of the palm strike continued to penetrate like ripples, effectively capturing the golden needle stuck in the flesh of the back of the neck, pushing and piercing it!
Sizzle!
Along with the generation of a large amount of steam, all the excess flesh on the boss's body fell to the ground in liquid form.
The poker-faced servant holding a biological vacuum cleaner arrived at the same time and cleaned the ground in a short time. It was obviously not the first time he had done this.
The curtain is drawn,
Jaan and Mr. Rabbit sat down one after another, and everything returned to normal.
"I'm sorry, my health is really getting worse."
The boss who had returned to normal actually apologized to everyone and continued, “I didn’t expect the food made by William to bring such a different feeling, and even reminded me of some good times in the past.
Very creative and high-quality dishes, it is amazing that such food can be made only in the open source stage. "
William also answered very formally:
“I feel really honored that my boss gave me such praise.
The reason why we can present such a personal style of dishes to everyone in the Magic Banquet Room is thanks to the "Golden Chef Card" given by Chef Timmy. Otherwise, we can't make dishes that can be served in the banquet hall. "
While answering, William stood up and made a standard gentleman's gesture.
The black-haired boss nodded. "Yes! Because I lost control and interrupted the tranquility and comfort of everyone enjoying the food, I will give you some extra compensation points in the subsequent rating."
"That's really unnecessary. Dining is full of variables. If my dish is affected by one variable, it cannot be considered a qualified dish."
"Hahaha! Okay, let's continue eating."
The boss' laughter shocked everyone present. Due to health reasons, the boss had not laughed so heartily in public for a long time.
The dumplings stewed with the heat of the evil yang still maintain their original temperature. When everyone continues to taste the dumplings, they can continue to return to the comfortable and cozy hot springs in the mountains, just like "continuing a dream".
When all the dumplings in the bowl were eaten, the animal trainer Zuo Ke even stood up to see if there was anything left in the casserole. Unfortunately, William had made ten dumplings per person, so there was no leftover.
Chef Timmy looked at the satisfaction on everyone's faces and, considering the boss's health, he stopped giving out desserts and went straight to the final scoring session.
"The dining session of this magic feast has come to an end. Next, we will rate all the dishes. Since we are not food connoisseurs, we will give objective scores based on our personal feelings and preferences.
Choose a number from 0-10 and fill it in on the card.
To ensure privacy, the cards will be provided by Jain, and simply staring at the cards will imprint the numbers in your heads onto the inside of the paper."
After saying that, Jain had already held the scoring paper in his hand and threw it lightly in front of everyone.
The scores will be counted by the boss himself, and then announced starting from the last person:
"Ranked 10th, Deputy Clown - Catherine "Meat-brain Exploding Octopus". The explosion effect did not meet expectations. The boss meat stuffed in the octopus's head leaked out. The completion is not very good, but the innovation is still good. I hope you can continue to work hard next time."
Although being at the bottom wasn't a big deal, Catherine still hugged her knees, looking quite aggrieved.
No. 9, Ventriloquist-Halida's Curry Flavor Omelette Rice for Sleeping and Relaxation
8th place, Deputy Tamer - Carlopes 'Boss and Snake' kebab
No. 7, Circus Mosander Ham and Chicken Burger
No. 6, Tamer Zuoke's Deep Sea Flavor 'Pork Bone' Stewed Fish Brain Soup *The name is problematic, the boss doesn't like it very much
Fifth place: Secret Spaghetti Bolognese from the Acrobatic Troupe Natalie Sisters
“Fourth place, Mr. Rabbit’s “Muscle Rabbit Vegetable Jelly”. As an appetizer, it is relatively inferior. In addition, not everyone may like such a fleshy shape. Even though it is very delicate, it is still a bit of a disadvantage.”
Mr. Rabbit didn't care about the ranking at all, and was even a little happy about it. As the second in command of the circus, he didn't care about these things. As long as everyone could have fun at the magic banquet, it was fine.
However, with Mr. Rabbit ranking fourth, this means that William, who is participating in the Demon Feast for the first time, will be ranked in the top three.
Catherine, who was just frustrated, had already moved her chair to get closer to William, "Wow~ your dumplings are actually ranked in the top three!"
"Um."
William seemed calm, but his actual heart rate was twice as high as usual.
"Third place... Art's super-super-large braised fried meatballs. The quality of the meat is unmatched at this Demon Feast. The embedded consciousness allows the meatballs to change according to the oral environment of different diners when they are eaten.
The only problem is the presentation. It doesn’t look very appetizing at first sight. If it wasn’t a rabbit appetizer, I probably wouldn’t be willing to take a bite.”
"Alas, I can never learn to have a good image. Just like when I was young, those guys in the Cancer Palace always disliked my dressing style. This kind of innate thing is really hard to change!"
Art spread his hands and then set his eyes on William.
"My meatballs ranked third, so this new guy might be able to get first place? If he really gets first place, it would be the first in the history of the circus, right?"
"Quiet."
As the boss spoke seriously, Art bit off his tongue and chewed and swallowed it.
"The second place winner, William, a temporary participant, made red oil dumplings, which lost to Jian's Thousand Layer Ridge Magic Rice Bowl by two points.
In my opinion, you two have almost taken the dishes to the extreme, and William even specially used the most difficult to handle "scalp meat".
Unfortunately, the level of detail, especially the cutting of ingredients, is lacking, and the meat is not as even as the ribs... In addition, William, you also played a little trick, that is, you brought the casserole here for the so-called "warming", but in fact, there is not enough time and it needs to be stewed. "
"Yes… "
"That's understandable. After all, you're the only one who has open source. I'm very satisfied that you've achieved this level of completion in your first participation in the Demon Feast. I also like you, a newcomer who is quite innovative, dares to break the rules and remains stable.
So in addition to giving the highest-scoring award, I'm also going to give you a chance."
The black hair formed an eyeball in the center of the face, staring at William at the end of the table.
This gaze also made William's whole body tense, and his high-frequency heartbeat was instantly reduced to the lowest value.
“In the upcoming official performance, the intermission time originally used to give the audience a short break will be handed over to you, William.
The duration is controlled between 15 and 30 minutes. You can perform in any form without restriction and interact with the audience at will.
If your halftime performance can achieve a good enough warm-up effect, or even gain some real fear, I will grant you the status of a key member in advance and allow you to create a new department.
But I also want to remind you that the formal performance is very strict and no mistakes are allowed.
Are you willing to take this opportunity?"
"Thank you for your trust, boss. I will definitely complete the performance."