Gourmet of Another World Chapter 497 Terror Caused by the Chef

A Crab?

A huge crab?

The chief judge was a bit shocked; if

he wasn't wrong, then that crab should be an eighth-grade water spirit

beast. This water spirit beast was from the Boundless Ocean. It was rare

to spot such a spirit beast on land.

As an alchemist, he had

naturally seen this beast before, but in some ancient books and records.

The roes from this crab could be used for alchemy, and it could also be

used by female cultivators to keen their skin s.h.i.+ny and smooth.

What did Bu Fang plan to do with such a huge crab? Did he plan to cook it?

The

alchemists on stage acted as if they were facing their mortal enemy.

They did not know what Bu Fang was going to do next. Know your enemy and

yourself in a hundred battles, and so they had learned from Bu Fang's

past activities.

In his first match, the guy made a dish that was

so stinky that it caused a number of alchemists to fail, with a dozen

people exhausted; however, Bu Fang himself had pa.s.sed that round.

In

his second match, the guy did not make any stinky dishes. However, that

time, he did the complete opposite and made a sweet-scented Oyster

Pancake, but somehow, this dish also caused a lot of alchemists to

fail. All the talented alchemists in that round of Heavenly Pill City

have fallen through. However, the chef himself made it through that

round.

And only G.o.d knew what he was up to now.

The chief

judge turned his sharp gaze toward Bu Fang, trying to figure out why the

chef was always making trouble. However, he was soon disappointed

because Bu Fang did not even raise his head, neither did he return the

chief judge's gaze.

"This is the second round of elimination; the

difficulty will be the same as the first round. In half an hour, you

will all need to make a ninth-grade elixir or something similar. This

time, we have limited slots; only the first ten people to finish will

pa.s.s; the others will be eliminated," the chief judge announced, with a

tone of voice that was just as cold as the rules of the round.

However,

contrary to his expectation, after he made the announcement, the

audience began to laugh and whisper amongst each other.

"What if less than 10 people are able to finish?"

"I think the judge will go crazy."

"The referee will soon know how it feels to be dominated by that chef..."

...

When

the chief judge heard what the audience was discussing amongst

themselves, his face darkened, and he began to wonder why the audience

was taking pleasure in the misfortune of others. They should know that

this was a serious match!

"Quiet! Remember that I stated that the second round of elimination has started!" The chief judge coldly said.

Within

the audience, the judge who had been temporarily dismissed by the chief

judge was watching the ensuing events with wide eyes. Although he had

been temporarily relieved of his previous position, the judge did not

feel sad; instead, he looked forward to Bu Fang's match.

What was Bu Fang going to whip out this time? A crab? Was he really going to cook that crab?

If he really was just going to cook the crab, then it should not affect the other compet.i.tors, right?

After

the chief judge signaled the start of the round, everyone on the stage

began to move, and soon, flames of different colors emerged. The people

all gathered up.

After all, Bu Fang now had a high reputation, so all his matches garnered a lot of attention.

Hong hong hong!

Various

flames burned brightly, and heat from the stage increased. Almost all

the contestants were alchemists. Doctors and Poison masters were rarely

seen at this point in the contest.

Bu Fang was the only one on

stage who was not an alchemist. However, not everyone was as good as he

was. He had already become the biggest dark horse in this Magical Hand

Conference.

Not many people in the audience thought that Bu Fang

had a huge chance of advancing to the semifinals, least making it into

the top hundred.

Bu Fang chose not to bring out the Ten Thousand b.e.s.t.i.a.l Flames. Instead, he just stared at the crab.

This

was a crab he had caught back in the Grand Serpentine City, at the time

when the Oceanic Species sieged the city. Back then, all manner of

Oceanic Species had emerged from the seas. They were a nightmare to the

serpent-people and Grand Serpentine City, but to Bu Fang, these Oceanic

Species were all rare ingredients. Like that huge Supreme-Being Mantis

Prawn which was still in his system panel.

Bu Fang had his plan

for choosing this crab. Before, he had selected the dish Oyster Pancake,

which smells good to the extreme. This started the road to the

popularity of Cloud Mist Restaurant. It made Bu Fang delighted, so he

planned to focus on fragrance for this round.

Do crabs smell good after they are cooked?

Of

course, they certainly do. The Pan-Fried Flower Crab was extremely

fragrant. If a dish like that was already this fragrant, how fragrant

would a dish made with an eighth-grade ingredient be? After all, an

eighth-grade crab was a much better ingredient than a normal crab.

Green

smoke curled around his hand, and the Golden Dragon Bone Kitchen Knife

appeared in his grip. Bu Fang twirled the knife in the air, and then he

swung downwards, cutting off the ropes binding the enormous crab.

Si la~

As

soon as the ropes were was cut, the enormous crab, who had long since

been tired of foaming at the mouth, suddenly moved; its eight legs and

two large pincers suddenly perked up as it tried to right itself.

Ding dong ding dong!

The sounds of the crab's legs. .h.i.tting the bronze platform attracted the attention of the audience.

The

people from the Heavenly Mist City had never seen a ferocious Ocean

Species' crab before. They all exclaimed in surprise and excitedly

watched the incessant crab wave its pincers around. The contesting

alchemists were all shocked, and they involuntarily looked over. They

let out long breathes of cold air when they saw the enormous crab.

"Is this guy here to jest?"

"How does one eat this sh.e.l.l creature?"

"That is terribly disgusting! I would rather die than eat something made from that crab!"

...

The audience was also shocked by the sudden and terrifying appearance of the crab.

Bu Fang, however, was very calm; he had expected the crab to react this violently for a moment.

The chief judge's face darkened. The match had only just started, but Bu Fang was already making such big things happen...

However,

he could not blame Bu Fang for anything; after all, the chef was just

handling his ingredients; this was the same way any alchemist would

handle their medicinal materials, and he was in no place to stop the

contestants from handling their materials. Therefore, he had no choice

but to stand and watch.

The alchemists on stage took in deep breaths, turned their heads, and began to concentrate on the elixirs they were making.

Ka ca! Ka ca!

The

enormous crab howled and glared at Bu Fang with its compound eyes. It

waved its pincers wildly, and every time its pincers cut through the

air, they made a sonorous sound which terrified the spectators.

Senior

Brother Zhang took a deep breath and relaxed. Ok... this time there was

nothing for him to worry about. At his level, he should be able to

advance.

Suddenly, a m.u.f.fled sound rang out.

Senior

Brother Zhang's pupils dilated, and the flames in his pill furnace

increased. Not only had his mind just trembled, but also the spirit that

strained tight almost collapsed!

What the h.e.l.l had happened?

The other alchemists on the stage had also looked over at Bu Fang as well. There were dumbfounded.

Bu

Fang, on the other hand, already had a way to deal with the ferocious

crab. He looked up at the enormous crab, which was waving its pincers

threateningly, and the corners of his mouth curled up. He picked up the

Black Turtle Constellation Wok and hurled it at the crab.

Dong!

How heavy was the Black Turtle Constellation Wok?

Bu

Fang did not know exactly, but he knew it was heavy and packed a punch.

The crab could not dodge on time and was sent flying onto the bronze

platform.

When the crab landed, the bronze platform trembled, which, in turn, caused the entire stage to tremble.

Everyone, including the chief judge, looked over at Bu Fang's platform.

The crab did not seem to have pa.s.sed out after being struck once; it s.h.i.+vered and began trying to get up again.

Bu Fang frowned and waved the Black Turtle Constellation Wok in the air before smas.h.i.+ng it downward.

Dong! Dong! Dong!

He

smashed the enormous crab three times, in succession, and even the

st.u.r.dy bronze platform couldn't help but sink down into the stage.

Each time the wok smashed the crab, everyone's mind would tremble, and their hearts would palpitate.

Poof...

However, it was the alchemists on the stage who wanted to cough out

blood the most. Each time Bu Fang swung his wok, their alchemic flames

would follow the beat, and their minds would tremble uncontrollably.

For

some alchemists with poor focus, this would cause their furnaces to

explode directly. However, luckily, only one guy's furnace exploded this

time. As all the others strengthened their minds, they were eager to

cry without tears.

Could they really continue to refine their

elixirs under these conditions? All the racket, which was no different

from earthquakes, was just an effort to stun a crab. The chief judge

took a deep breath, and his face darkened even more.

No wonder

the previous judges clamored for this chef's dismissal. Things would get

really awkward whenever one came across this kind of compet.i.tor.

After

the strikes, the crab was stunned, and Bu Fang could finally start the

next stop of his cooking. He proceeded to twirl the Dragon Bone Kitchen

Knife in his hand, and the sharp glint that reflected off it was

blinding.

Bu Fang placed one hand on the crab's sh.e.l.l but he had

no plans to pry open to crab's sh.e.l.l; instead, he swung the Dragon Bone

Kitchen Knife heavily and repeatedly, instantly cutting off each leg of

the crab with each swing.

He grabbed a crab leg and placed the

tip of his kitchen knife of it, then he sliced downwards, stripping the

sh.e.l.l of the crab leg. When the sh.e.l.l was split open, the white and

translucent crab meat was scooped out by Bu Fang.

As the movements were smooth, it made the audience exclaim in great surprise.

After

removing the meat from all the crab legs, Bu Fang placed them in a

porcelain bowl he had just taken out. He poured some oil into the wok,

then opened his mouth and spewed out his Ten Thousand b.e.s.t.i.a.l Flame,

which seemed like a miniature sun; when the audience saw it, they

exclaimed collectively in great surprise.

Sure enough, that was a Heaven and Earth Obsidian Flame!

The

chief judge's face darkened even more. This chef actually used a Heaven

and Earth Obsidian Flame to cook? Why had he not met this chef earlier

so that he could beat the heck out of him...

When the oil in wok began to splatter about, Bu Fang tipped all the crab meat into the wok.

Chi chi chi!

As

soon as the crab meat was poured into the wok, the crab fat was cooked

and burst out of the fragrance, surgind up straight into the sky. This

fragrance was even better than the Oyster Pancake's fragrance.

The chief judge's face froze.

The audience was shocked.

The alchemists seemed distracted again.

However,

the fragrances did not linger in the air for long. Bu Fang took out a

steamer and scooped out all the meat from the wok, along with its broth.

Then, he poured some Heaven Alps Spirit Lake water into it and placed

the huge oceanic crab into the steamer, covering it.

As soon as

he did that, the lingering fragrance vanished completely, and the

alchemists, whose hearts had been distracted, let out sighs of relief.

The chief judge looked at Bu Fang, who seemed relaxed and at ease, and an ominous feeling suddenly welled up in his heart.