National Gardener: I can choose the evolution path of spiritual plants

Chapter 139 Food Contest (This chapter is too poorly written, so skip this transition chapter)

Content of this chapter:

The protagonist uses the virtual character card to return to the doomsday world, comes to the food civilization city, sends the coordinates of human civilization, and then returns to the private server.

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Lin Zhi's consciousness wakes up from the darkness.

Then he feels a sense of suffocation.

The smell of soil rushes into his mouth and nose, and he suddenly realizes that he is in a pit, as if he is buried!

As soon as he got excited, the soul soil field was instantly generated under his feet, and a double-haired pea appeared in front of him.

Boom!

The double-haired pea shot through the soil layer, revealing the sunlight outside.

Lin Zhi slowly climbed out of the pit.

Then he saw a high wall at first glance.

A black rock wall that went straight into the sky and was covered with spikes.

The high wall stretched for an unknown distance, and around him were green fields similar to wheat fields.

In the distance, there seemed to be a city.

〖Player: Lin Zhi〗

〖Identity: Wang Hao〗

〖Status: Blue Star〗

〖Qualification: Ordinary Gardener〗

〖Spiritual Plants: Double-hair Peas, Frozen Cabbage, Fiery Red Peppers, Delicious Pumpkin, Multidimensional Tomatoes, Five Herbs〗

〖Soul Soil: 6/9(+）〗

〖Character Introduction: You were born in an era when the food civilization had not yet erupted into the doomsday. Your father made contributions in the reconstruction of civilization and won the position of "Village Chief" in the new era, and you thus became the "second generation" in the village.

With the help of your village chief father and your hard work, you became a gardener in the Blue Star Realm.

It was the 9th New Century Food Competition. In order to strike the opponent in advance. You were hit by Liu Daniu and his men from the neighboring village.

Fortunately, you did not die. You will start the road of revenge, advance all the way, become the champion of the food competition, and win the God-favored Trophy awarded by the new humans. 〗

Through the instructions given by the server, Lin Zhi slowly understood his identity.

It turns out that the so-called creation of identity by the server is not to create something out of nothing, but to "resurrect" with the help of the corpse of the native.

"Fuck, what kind of useless gardener is this? Nine pieces of soul soil, five pieces for growing vegetables?"

Lin Zhi was speechless, and then relieved.

He was not here to fight. With the identity of a native, he would be able to blend into the food civilization better.

Lin Zhi's goal was to contact the top leaders of the food civilization to see if there was any possibility of win-win cooperation.

After all, the food civilization has a tradition of merging with other civilizations when it is promoted to legend. It is not a civilization that loves war, and there is a great chance that it can cooperate with human civilization.

In this way, he can use the time and space node where the food civilization is located to build a cross-border light gate of the same human alliance.

Thereby saving millions of origin points and returning to human civilization.

He walked towards the city according to the memory in this body.

...

Soon, he came to a huge square in the center of the city.

The annual food competition was held here.

At this time, the square, the streets, and the high-rise buildings were crowded with people.

These humans look no different from human civilization, except that their clothes are much weirder and have a primitive style.

Lin Zhi looked at the ring.

In the ring, two gardeners were wearing white coats and tall hats, with all the kitchen utensils in front of them.

The two sides of the competition were a red-faced boy and a pockmarked boy.

The soul land domains of both sides were unfolded, and a tree full of various knives appeared in front of the red-faced boy.

〖Spiritual Plant: Seven Knives〗

〖Quality:〗

〖Ability: Each of its knives has its own focus. 〗

The boy took a knife from the tree and dragged a zombie to the edge of the ring.

With a flash of his knife, he dug the zombie open and cut out a piece of gray brain.

He threw the brain into the air, waved his wrist, and soon he cut pieces of mahjong-sized tofu and stacked them on the table.

Then, he picked a handful of green onions from the Soul Land...

Lin Zhi looked at the pockmarked boy and found that he was even more outrageous, and he actually fried the zombie legs.

However, the onlookers were indifferent to all this.

Lin Zhi watched for about half an hour, and the dishes of the two people were ready.

One was green onion tofu, and the other was fried zombie legs.

Lin Zhi was shocked to find that the judges on the judges' bench tasted the food and were moved by the food and flew up to the sky involuntarily.

"Fuck, what kind of Little Chef plot!"

Lin Zhi complained in his heart and was deeply confused about this food competition.

Good guy, your food civilization is doomsday, hiding in these high walls, not making progress and studying these foods all day long?

And it's so heavy...

However, Lin Zhi didn't know what the truth was, so it was hard to judge.

He only knew his current identity, and it was difficult to contact the top leaders of the food civilization.

"It seems that I can only go on stage to win this championship!"

Lin Zhi remembered that this body had a competition card, which seemed to be No. 107.

He remembered that the contestants just now were No. 77-78.

After waiting for about an hour, he heard the number 107.

Lin Zhi immediately went on stage and followed the example of his predecessors.

He pulled out a pig-shaped zombie's large intestine.

He first washed the large intestine with water, but in order to make dark dishes similar to those of the previous contestants, he deliberately kept a part of it without washing it.

In order not to waste it, the washed golden juice was placed aside.

He cut the cleaned large intestine into sections, then repeatedly threaded them together, tied them with sticks, and put them in water to boil.

Soon, after boiling, he cut them into pieces, put oil in the pan, and put the large intestine in for frying.

Soon, the large intestine was golden on both sides, and he poured the previous golden juice into it and cooked it over high heat.

Soon, a plate of nine-turn large intestine with good color, fragrance and taste was made.

And under the stands, countless audiences vomited all over the floor.

When Lin Zhi served the dish, the judges' faces turned green.

"Not bad, this dish looks good."

"Fragrant, really fragrant!"

However, they were reluctant to move their chopsticks.

"Dear judges, please give scores as soon as possible."

The person who hosted the competition next to him reminded.

Bang!

A judge suddenly slammed the table and said angrily, "Score, what score? Such delicacies, even if we take a look at them, it is a blessing for eight lifetimes! Who is qualified to score? I declare that he should be given full marks."

"Second."

"I agree!"

Next, due to the rich resources and sponsorship of the food competition and the convenience of the extraordinary world, Lin Zhi successfully copied delicacies such as canned herring, cow dung hot pot, and live maggot cheese, and survived all the way until there was no alternate referee sitting on the judges' seat.

Finally won the championship.

At this time, there were no spectators outside the ring.

A strong stench enveloped the entire ring.

Soon, a figure appeared on the ring.

"Not bad, very good, you won the championship... Ugh..."

However, before he finished speaking, he vomited.

At this time, another fat man with a fat face appeared here.

"Who asked you to ruin the game?"

He looked at Lin Zhi with a bad face.

"Sabotage the competition? Isn't this a competition to see who can cook the darkest dishes?"

Lin Zhi was confused. He looked at the previous competition. Wasn't this a competition to see who can cook the darkest dishes?

Isn't his cooking good?

If it wasn't good, would every judge give it a good review without even tasting it?