Gourmet Of Another World

CHAPTER 1321 TO 1330

Chapter 1321 The Liquid Drops of the God of Cooking's Divine Power

Bu Fang walked out of the kitchen. His pale face startled Nethery and Foxy. This was the first time they saw him in such bad shape. However, despite his unsightly face, he remained expressionless.He placed the Three-cup Divine Chicken on the table. It was an unattractive dish, and it didn't have a strong aroma. The only thing that set it apart from the other dishes was its powerful spirit essence.

'Bu Fang cooked this? He was cooking it in the kitchen just now?' Nethery gave him a dubious look. 'Was he really cooking? Why did I sense a feeling of death in the kitchen? Could cooking be so dangerous?'

Bu Fang pulled over a chair and sat down. When he saw the puzzled look on Nethery's face, he said in a faint voice, "Try it. I cooked it just for you,"

'He cooked it just for me?' Nethery blinked at Bu Fang. Then, she picked up the chopsticks.

When Bu Fang saw that Nethery was about to eat the dish, his mind relaxed completely, and he sank into the chair. He began to go through what happened just now.

It was the greatest hurdle he had ever faced, and he almost died from it. In fact, it was the first time that he was so close to death. The risk did not come from an invincible expert nor a formidable enemy, but from the System, which was extremely close to him. It made him begin to ponder about its origin.

All the while, Bu Fang was very curious about the System's origin, and now, he learned that the former host of the System seemed to come from the Netherworld. What did that mean? At the thought of that, he felt cold all over. It seemed that the System was not as kind as he had thought. It might help him scale the peak, but once he failed, it would mercilessly abandon him.

Perhaps it was time for him to correct his attitude toward the System. In the past, he had developed a dependency on it. The mentality was not strong, but it was there. Now, however, the System seemed to be hiding behind a thick curtain of mist in his eyes.

Why did the System work so hard trying to cultivate hosts of different generations into Gods of Cooking?

Bu Fang was not a fool. He knew that there was no such thing as a free lunch in the world. One would have to give something before getting a reward. He had thought that it was a fair exchange between him and the System. He earned crystals, Nether Crystals, and Immortal Crystals for the System, and the System provided him resources and helped him grow. But now it seemed that this was not the case.

Narrowing his eyes, he took a deep breath. His mouth was filled with the smell of blood.

This time, if he hadn't formed the Yin-Yang spirit sea, he might have been abandoned and obliterated by the System like the previous host. Perhaps its appearance had surprised the System and thus brought him the chance to survive.

Now, what concerned Bu Fang was that the Yin and Yang actually originated from the world of his previous life. Could there be any relationship between his previous life and the System? With narrowed eyes, he leaned back in the chair and fell deep in thought.

Meanwhile, Nethery picked up a piece of chicken with the chopsticks.

The Three-cup Divine Chicken was a dish in the God of Cooking's Menu, but it smelled of ginger and garlic as if it was just a common dish. Its aroma didn't match its status, if truth be told, yet it almost got Bu Fang killed.

Nethery looked at the brownish-red chicken, then parted her pale lips and put it in her mouth. The first flavor that burst when she bit into the meat was the flavor of oil. The chicken was fried with oil first, which evaporated the liquid in it, then it was stir-fried in the wok. Meat cooked like this was fragrant and juicy.