Ultra-dimensional Star Master

Ivey didn't sleep well that night. In his dream, there were many beauties pestering him for what they wanted.

In the end, he had no choice but to refuse:

"I can't do it anymore. I really can't do it anymore. I'm exhausted. I'm so tired that I can't even straighten my waist. A hundred of you ordered 10,000 dishes. Can you really eat it?"

"How about you give it a try, handsome boy, you make me full and warm, and I make you think... oh."

"It's hard for me to satisfy both of my mouths. Except for you, my handsome boy, no one else can do it."

"To capture a woman's heart, and other things, first capture a woman's stomach, and other things... Oh."

The group of females congee, you talk to me, one woman is equal to five hundred chickens, he suddenly felt like he was visiting a chicken farm.

"Okay, I surrender. Dinner is over and it's time for me to get up."

In the final stage, Ivey suddenly realized that he was in a dream, but he just kept himself clean. Even though he knew he was in a dream, he had no intention of doing anything.

Of course, there are many weird magics in the world, and people are slowly taught what it means to be "cautious".

In the early morning, the white sunlight shone on his naked sleeping body. He yawned, suddenly remembered something, and touched down.

Well, great, everything is fine.

Today is a new day, a new challenge, so he jumped out of bed.

Not long after, a new handsome chef will go out, there will be a new competition, and there will be a new place to stay.

After today, he will determine a few things.

Along the way, I was criticized by others.

Fortunately, even though he has the image of a handsome guy, there is still a difference between him and his real body. It is estimated that in a few months, when the popularity subsides, he will be able to return to the life of an ordinary person.

At least that was the case in public, but in a small circle, there were a lot more troubles due to Catherine's small intersection.

When I was in school, I didn't have this feeling - this can already be described as that time.

As they enter, walk down the aisle and enjoy, or perhaps ache, the feeling of being in the spotlight.

The sun is very dazzling, and the eyes are often more dazzling than the sun. Most people will feel uncomfortable in front of the bright eyes of the masses, except for a few people who are possessed by opera spirits.

Ivey is among most people, but his emotions are calmer and his self-control is stronger.

The one who really had no reaction was Catherine. She seemed to be a higher creature, looking down at all living beings with an indifferent gaze, and her admiring face was like an apple or a chrysanthemum.

The next day, eight advanced to four, and the game began.

This level is even more difficult than the first day. With a 50% elimination rate, everyone will have their anus tightened.

The theme of this level is: fish, lots of fish.

Ivey couldn't help complaining about this. Can you still speak properly? If you tell your request, you will die. If you don't pretend to be 13, you will die.

What a pity. If I had a box with a lot of fish, I would throw it all over your face right away.

However, this time it is a PK system, and there will not be the situation of being squeezed out like last time. Everyone has to show their true skills to defeat their opponents.

"Okay, now divide the teams into two teams, red and blue. The two teams will conduct PK. The winner's team will stay and the loser's team will be eliminated."

Where...you?

What's wrong with this? Shouldn't it be a single-player PK?

What if we are just divided into two teams and calculated based on the overall team performance, but we are implicated by our pig teammates?

How do you break the three kings over there with a piece of bronze? So unfair.

Well, there is no such thing as fairness in this world.

Ivey looked at the three randomly assigned teammates. Among them was the second-generation chef, classmate Chen Zhiguo. Oh, what an injustice.

I hope the other two teammates won't be so fooled. They passed the first round anyway, so they should be of some standard.

In fact, the problem arises here. If they are really all bastards, it will be easier to deal with. At least I have room to fully exert myself.

Just act like the boss and take care of everything, and just mention the younger brother.

But now there are too many things that need to be understood and coordinated. If no one agrees with the other, it will really break up.

It's so redundant. Looking at these teammates, they are really redundant.

As a lone ranger, what he dislikes most is team fighting, especially a half-baked team.

That requires a self-righteous, pushy, gibberish guy who hangs out in the student union and uses chicken feathers as arrows, and likes to pretend to be 13...

"Well, otherwise, let's divide the work."

Ivey had no choice but to give up just like that, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet.

"After discussion between the organizers of the conference and the jury, Lady Catherine will be the general judge this time..."

boom!

The scene was noisy. Although it was like this yesterday, today she actually had a legitimate identity. It seemed that Catherine was looking forward to this cooking competition very much.

Other important members of the judging panel: Wendy, Second Prince, Mingxi...

There are several other important members of Catherine's team that Ivey doesn't know very well, but the audience's emotions are getting more and more heated.

What's going on? Is this guy so famous?

"Famous? You mean the great prophet Catherine, UU Reading www.uukanshu.net She was the first person to predict the doomsday disaster... Especially in the past few months, every prediction she made must come true and help our empire avoid it. I have been through several disasters that have overthrown the country. Alas, even if I tell you, you don’t understand..."

Ivey looked at the faces of the cultists in his group, who were full of youthful glory, and suddenly felt helpless.

This is what they fear most, they will definitely show off in front of their idols, so the rope that was originally unable to be twisted into a single thread naturally becomes looser. Originally, they wanted to weave a rope, but now they have to weave a net.

I hope such a net can still catch fish.

Wait, after catching a lot of fish, this idea can still be tried.

Hehe, I'm really a genius.

But how to guide these idiots to embark on this increasingly redundant path?

Ivey was unhappy to find that the group opposite seemed to be more harmonious than them. The group worked together, wrote down their ideas on paper, and exchanged opinions in depth with each other (the one with the big fist finally got the say), which was good. , how about we try it too?

He immediately gave up treatment. These guys had passed the treatable stage of cherishing life, and their eyes were all shining, just short of flashing pink hearts.

"Guys, you are all fans of Lady Catherine. A great prophet like her must be paired with a delicious dish that suits her status. We must not let the guys opposite who can't hold a kitchen knife use their crude preparations. Pig food to stain Lady Catherine’s lips and teeth..."

"Show your courage and fighting spirit, let us..."

Ivey's impassioned and piss-inducing encouragement ignited the fighting spirit of his three (pig) teammates.

In fact, idolatry does make people crazy.