Just as the Kitchen God Competition was in full swing, a group of uninvited guests broke into Bailu City's underground passage network.
They are armed with various firearms and tools and are well-trained to quickly shuttle and rush through the underground space.
And their accents are also all kinds of strange, as if they come from all over the world.
"Oh God! Why are we in the damn sewers?!"
"Shut up, Marshall, otherwise don't blame me for going to the director to file a complaint against you!"
"Hmph! You Sakura people have no ability, you just like to complain.
The last event in Anming County, if you people from Sakura Country had put in some effort, would it have failed? "
"Shut up!"
A cold female voice sounded in the dark underground space.
Everyone was silent for a moment, and a voice asked respectfully: "Director Jiang, what are your orders?"
"Everyone is fine. No one is allowed to move without my order.
We will act quickly after we receive a signal from the director.
Remember, this mission must be successful and no failure is allowed.
if"
In the darkness, a red spectacle frame seemed to flash past in the light of the flashlight.
Then came a voice that was a hundred times colder than before: "If the identity of [Nightmare Factory] is exposed, do you know what to do?!"
"The first principle of the factory: I would rather die than leave any factory secrets to the enemy!"
The underground space slowly returned to calm, with only a few figures remaining, rustling towards the center of Bailu City.
That's where the city palace is!
After confirming that everyone understood the rules of the competition, a loud gong sounded and Fang Yaoting announced: "The first God of Cooking Competition has officially begun!"
"Next, please invite Director Mo to announce the title of this competition."
Mo Tianlin walked to the center of the stage and opened a roll of cloth with a snap.
Everyone looked up and saw a large black calligraphy written on the cloth.
[noodle]!
Everyone in the audience exclaimed, especially those who were not good at making pasta, and suddenly looked bitter.
"Hahahahaha! God is really helping me!"
[Golden Knife Kitchen King] Liu Yijin looked up to the sky and laughed, his whole body trembling with excitement.
Everyone couldn't help but cast envious glances at him.
Everyone knows that [Jiuzhen Eight Immortals Noodles] is famous throughout the city, and the question Mo Tianlin asked was simply a question to give Liu Yijin points.
Suddenly, a large number of people speculated whether there was some kind of relationship between the two.
Facing the questioning gazes, Mo Tianlin's eyes sank slightly and he said calmly: "Competition time: half an hour. Please cherish your time and start creating as soon as possible."
At the same time, Fang Yaoting also had a huge hourglass brought up.
The countdown begins in half an hour!
Everyone suddenly looked nervous and had no time to worry about it. They all started working on the dining table in front of them.
Ye Hong looked at the full range of ingredients provided in the dining tower on the table and couldn't help but fall into deep thought.
He is not worried about not having enough ingredients. Contestants can just ask the catering tower for any ingredients they need.
If Bailu City had this, they could get it.
Ye Hong was just wondering if there might be any mystery behind this simple word "face".
Liu Yijin's dining table happened to be next to Ye Hong, and he had already begun to make dough proudly.
A pair of big hands waved one after another, making the tiger strong and powerful.
When he saw Ye Hong in a daze, he immediately sneered: "Haha, a little brat who only knows how to make tea, what's the point
If you don't listen to my advice to quit early, why do you have to humiliate yourself? ! "
(End of chapter)