Apocalyptic Forecast

At that moment, everyone on the scene raised their heads together, and the majestic pressure swept toward the door like a tide, but immediately, they lightly dissipated the dissipation before a contemptuous eye.

A figure stood upright, walked into the lounge, and sat down resolutely on the main seat, imposingly as if suppressing the heavens.

Immediately, another impetuous attack came from outside the door.

"Master Xia Xilu Food Street Zhongshui Dumpling Contestant Master Zhao arrives!"

"Oh, Master Liu, I have to contest this year." An old and thick laugh sounded from outside the door: "Be careful, old man, but I have prepared a killer tool this year."

"Oh, weird tricks and tricks." Master Liu sneered: "If there are more tricks, can we beat our dark and halo for a hundred years?"

Before waiting for someone to stand still, one after another the strong breath emerged from the door.

"Master Chang'an Lamb Soaked Overnight!"

"Master Qiongzhou Rotten Shrimp Food stall Master Chen ..."

"..."

For a time, the group of heroes gathered in the lounge, as if the air had solidified under the impact of this terrifying momentum. The masters sat on their chairs, staring at each other, and the atmosphere fell down and collapsed forever.

Halfway through hearing this, Huai Shi was already disappointed, with no fighting spirit.

how to spell!

No matter how hard it is, it's not as tasty as others make!

This is not a gap that skills can bridge, but a horror nightmare created by the mourning and suffering of countless innocent travelers.

Just looking at them, Huai Shi could see the massive dark source from the void behind them.

It was the painful grievances of countless people eating shit, and the sorrow of self-deception that came and went.

Beside him, someone handed a tissue and smiled: "Don't be afraid, just play as usual."

It was a kind-hearted elder sister, with ponytails in her hair, who looked capable and smiled amiably. Huai Shi couldn't help but wiped a cold sweat with a paper towel and shook his head bitterly:

"How is business as usual? I don't have any food to take, and I'll just cook a noodle."

"Huh, this is another kind of guy who doesn't know the heights and heights."

Beside, a man with a dark atmosphere sneered: "I always thought it would be difficult to eat as long as it was done indiscriminately, but I don't know how much hard work and effort it takes to make it particularly difficult to eat!"

My mother did n’t have anything to do with it. I wondered if it ’s so hard to make a meal. It ’s a dry egg!

Huai Shi didn't want to talk at all.

Just looking forward to the end of this game as soon as possible, just go up and count down and go home.

At this moment, the entire player lounge suddenly took a shock, and all the participants fell silent and looked up.

The ceiling was lifted.

It's like opening a box.

A huge shadow crouched outside the box, staring down at them, and quickly nodded slightly: "The distinguished judges are already here. You are ready, and you will have the chance to play soon."

"Those who are indiscriminate, it is best to quit as soon as possible." The huge shadow opened his **** eyes, and announced in a cold voice: "This time a distinguished adult came. The consequences of eating life-long **** will calm down! "

boom!

The box is covered.

In the silence, everyone in the lounge looked at each other.

The expression was no longer slow, but solemn.

Huaixi swallowed, looked at the empty exit, hesitated, and shook his head flatly.

It's better to die than eating curry that tastes like **** all your life.

Can only come up with real skills!

Huaixi's fighting spirit burned up, and then immediately burned away-really a fart, he didn't even know how to do it well.

The door opened suddenly.

A burly man in leather pants glanced at the room and picked up the number plate in his hand: "Players 109, 89, 44, and 88, ready to play."

After the first batch of players left, the second batch of players was quickly called away, followed by the third batch, the fourth batch ...

The room is getting more and more empty.

Huai Shi was increasingly disturbed.

Until the end, even the younger sister who had been comforting her next to him stopped talking, closing her eyes and waiting for the game to begin.

I do n’t know the result or whether the selection has passed.

The only thing I know is that the person called away never returned.

Huai Shi became more nervous.

Until the end, someone walked in, scanned the last few people in the room, and nodded: "Okay, come on together, the judges can't wait."

Everyone quickly picked up the tool and followed behind.

"This time the judges' tastes are very good. If you are here to make up the numbers, it is best to admit defeat and retire in advance. Trust me, this is for your good."

The green-orc-like man walked in front with the list, a tentacle monster with eyes full of creeping creeps, and a screaming man was dragged in his hand.

"Give me another chance! Give me another chance!" The man cried, "My stinky tofu can be even smellier! Trust me, give me another chance, don't throw me there ..."

"Another miserable poor ghost."

The orc shook his head and sneered: "It is said that when he was caught, he really wanted to put **** in the stinky tofu ... Oh, this kind of defiled cook is not worthy of being a cook, you see it, there is another way to mess Yes, there is nothing to end. "

Talking, they saw that the tentacle monster opened a door and hurriedly threw the man into it.

In a bad smell, Huai Shi vaguely saw a septic tank that should be covered with mosaics.

Hearing a muffled sound from a distance, the screams disappeared.

Huai Shi shuddered, and cold sweat came from his forehead.

Tremendous stress.

At the end of the corridor is the huge stadium, No. 09 sea election zone.

Thousands of contestants have been divided into dozens of different sections and have stood the test.

All the stovetops lined up in the center of the trapezoidal square like the Colosseum, and the audience was already full of people, and the seats were full.

A thin layer of gray mist shrouded the faces of the hells and visitors from the border, hiding those appalling faces and identities. At this moment, they are pure viewers.

Appreciating the birth of the miracle of hell.

On the referee seat facing each other, several majestic figures stood upright, their faces hidden in the darkness, and only cold and harsh eyes stared at the trembling contestants.

Soon, a judge turned his head, glanced at the attendant next to him, the attendant nodded, stepped forward, and announced with a high chest: "The title of the game-dessert."

"Regardless of type and style."

The eight-eyed attendant said in a cold voice: "Within fifteen minutes, present your work to the judges, otherwise, prepare for the defeat!"

Huaishi swallowed and looked at the contestants around. Some people were already trembling in a double-struggle battle, while others were already fighting with enthusiasm. Materials, began to fiery production.

Only Huai Shi had a blank face in front of the stove and looked around, at a loss.

The judges noticed the way he tried to paddle, frowned unpleasantly, and cast the pressure of Sen Leng. The audience gave an irritated color: "Get out! Get out! Get out!"

Huaixi even saw one of them cried the most. It was a crow.

"By the demon, you want to see me out of luck, right?"

Huai Shi silently withdrew his eyes and forcibly calmed his mind. No matter how he had seen the world, he could not be scared by such a small battle.

But what desserts are you going to make?

He reviewed the materials provided by the competition. It can be said that there are all kinds of fruits, milk, chocolate ... but each one exudes strange colors and flavors, and it does not look like it can be cooked ... This is also In anticipation, after all, it's a culinary contest. Something that might allow players to do something like Beidouzhen soul noodles.

Randomly took a bunch of things on the chopping board.

Next, Huai Shi was dumbfounded and didn't know what to do.

Fortunately, there is still a mobile phone signal here, and Huai Shiru was amnesty, searching the site in a panic. The sharp-eyed audience saw his screen, and the sound of inverted colors became louder.

At the time when Huai Shi was in a hurry, someone had already submitted his work!

Just three minutes!

The goblin with a high head and chest was already laughing, holding up the dinner plate, glancing proudly at the other contrite contestants: "Do you know the legacy, the legacy! This, this game, me, our green hair Poison and poisonous wine won! "

Having said that, he opened the plate and introduced to the judges:

"--Please taste, wine, wine brewed Tremella!"

On the plate, in the four small bowls, the crystal-clear white fungus floats between the attractive fruits. It looks like nothing, and smells a faint aroma, which is really moving the index finger.

Audiences who have purchased luxury packages can even synchronize their sense of smell and taste with the judges, and feel the sweetness of it, so attractive.

When the spoonful scooped into the mouth, a sweet smell burst out of the mouth, instantly occupying the tip of the tongue. When this tantalizing sweet fragrance had not dissipated, the devil hidden behind the sugar coat smiled.

Immediately afterwards, horrible spiciness, bitterness and unspeakable stench erupted like bombs from every corner of the mouth.

The judges acted and looked up one after another, spewing a foul gas ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ But the expression was not unpleasant, but full of surprise and heartiness.

"wonderful!"

At the front, a hippo judge who looked like he was wearing a suit opened his mouth and picked up a spoon. He scooped up the dessert in the bowl and wondered: "It's so rare, are all the materials that come with you? This is smoked with sulfur. The taste of the white fungus is simply wonderful, with these strawberries ripened with hormones, and the grass ridges dyed with green tea ... and the master is the delicately brewed **** heritage · green hair poisonous wine. This kind of sour taste is like licking the iron railings in the winter, which is unforgettable! "

"No, there is a different taste."

Next to the hippopotamus, a skinny man raised his head, his eye socket was deep like a skull, and his tone was hoarse: "You also used another material, it was hidden, but in fact it is the most important basis for this dessert ... … "

The judges reminisced, frowning.

"It's oil."

Goblin smiled and continued stuttering: "I used and used 沲 水 油, I used green hair poison wine hook, blended 沲 水 油!"