Chapter 669: The Importance of Society (Thanks to the Leader of the Book Friend Who Cannot Name)

What hit my face was a terrifying cold wind that I had never experienced before.

By the time Shibakawa Sou came to his senses, he was already standing at the top of the 10,000-meter-high peak. Looking up, he could gaze at the majestic and heroic halo.

It dances in the sky like an aurora, occupying the sky, and easily dyes everything with its own color.

I have never seen such a magnificent peak.

Sinister yet sublime…

When it appears in front of you, everything in the world ceases to exist, because it is the hub of heaven and earth.

It was obviously so cold, but I couldn't feel any fear.

Because there was an unexpected and terrifying flame burning in his chest, dispelling the insignificant cold, burning his pupils red, urging him to step forward.

Challenge this dangerous peak where countless corpses have been buried.

Even though there were constant screams, along with the skinny body, it fell from the air and was smashed into pulp beside him... The flying blood fell on his face, bringing an alluring sweet fragrance.

Every step up is a step of joy.

Just like everything I have experienced in the past.

From birth, competition begins in kindergarten. Students can only be enslaved. The monitor has the highest priority to eat and can freely choose milk.

But I still have to obey the teacher and run for the teacher's orders.

But teachers must obey the principal's orders and must meet the teaching requirements no matter how unreasonable they are.

When the principal meets the parents of some students, he also puts on a smile and tries his best to please them.

In front of the school directors and investors, everyone's efforts are turned into a set of numbers, written on the exaggerated smiling faces, and can be selected at will.

The newcomers should pour tea to their seniors, and the seniors should also pay their respects to the section chief. The section chief is nothing in front of the CEO, but the CEO must also bow to the officers and the higher-level directors.

The human world is hierarchical.

Invisible floors separate the heights and envelop everything.

The senior brother who pleases the master and becomes the chief can order other apprentices to deal with the sundries for him at will.

After acquiring the skills and becoming a cooking demon, you can get rid of the confinement at the bottom of the pyramid. When you look up, you can see the cold face of the general.

Surpass your classmates, surpass your peers, and surpass your teachers.

Step by step, he put his name on top of Da Yin's name...

But is this enough?

Why stop?

When he looks at the other mediocre peers around him, he will suddenly feel confused - isn't this just the beginning?

He worked hard and climbed up, forgetting everything.

Give Chef Demon a one-star rating, and he can earn a lot of money after becoming a chef on his own.

But no matter how much money you have, it is meaningless.

If you get two stars, you will be able to control Da Yin and become a general who speaks the truth, walking in the spotlight and enjoying everyone's jealous gaze.

But it is still limited to the signboard of Dayin, buried by the glory of the past generations.

With a three-star rating, Shibakawa can form his own school, look down from aloof, and be proud of his peers...

Then go up, go up...until the minister bows his head and the doctor salutes.

You can talk and laugh even in front of the Emperor!

Yes, that's right, as long as you move forward, all your opponents will crawl under your feet!

Toward the throne of the Kitchen Demon, Hajime Shibakawa strives hard!

Just a little bit, just a little bit...

In front of the dining table, Shibakawa Hiro's arms were already bare bones.

Sweat was constantly dripping from his forehead and face.

Drenched in sweat.

Panting heavily.

Between those finger bones, a pair of trembling chopsticks could never cross the last line.

The end is only one step away.

Just the last step left!

"What a pity, that's the end of it."

Guo Shouque looked down at the embarrassed opponent with pity. Above his head, cold lights fell, and huge shadows spread, covering the pale face.

At that moment, at the top of the mountain, the terrifying blizzard came to an abrupt end.

Shibakawa Hajime finally saw...the ferocious shadow behind the tens of thousands of neon lights in the sky, and the pair of indifferent and mocking eyes.

Looking down.

Staring at the struggling ants in the palm of his hand.

Darkness enveloped everything in an instant. When the wonderful illusion dissipated, the flame of ambition in his chest had dissipated without knowing it, and was replaced by a void.

He lowered his head and saw the gap in his chest, as well as the poisonous insects eating away at his lungs and the squirming faces, which were grinning at him.

When he embraces power, power eats him up...

At this moment, the majestic peak finally showed its ferocity!

After the color of the snow faded, only the creeping scarlet remained.

Countless broken limbs were piled up in a complicated manner, and countless broken heads were piled up one after another. The smelly blood flowed out from the gaps, crawling through the twisted faces and empty pupils.

The tragic mountains formed by piles of corpses echoed with terrifying shrill laughter!

Tentacles stretched out from it, pulling his shattered arms and body, shrinking inward bit by bit...

"Go away!! Go away!!!"

Shibakawa Hiro screamed, roared furiously, and struggled hard.

Staggering back...

Even if he wakes up from the hallucination, he still cannot get rid of the terrifying nightmare, nor can he escape from the empty gaze of the pig head in front of him.

The cracked face was twisting rapidly, but no blood could seep out.

In the midst of wailing, the last consciousness fell apart.

Total fainting.

In the dead silence, only the faces of the other six kitchen demons gradually became gloomy, their expressions twitched, and their faces were ashen.

But on the plate, the pig's head was still intact.

Not only did the aroma not dissipate with the passing of temperature, but it became more and more attractive under the sacrifice of the sacrifice, giving off an indescribable and wonderful oily sheen.

Tempting the next victim to appear.

But no one took another step, no matter how patiently they waited, no one spoke again.

"What's going on? What's going on, everyone?

Guo Shouque sneered softly and looked at the complicated faces: "So you are giving up? Are you scared? Is it just one person who failed?"

Some people couldn't hold back their anger and uneasiness, and roared in a low voice: "Can this kind of thing... really be considered some kind of cuisine?"

"Why not? Aren't the so-called pigs just for people to eat? It's just that the requirements for the guests are a little higher. Otherwise, why is it called Shaolao?"

"This is the privilege of princes!"

Guo Shouque grinned, revealing jagged sharp teeth, just like a monster showing off its weapons, and smiled ferociously: "You should be able to feel it, right? The importance of this community... No matter how greedy you are, you will still be able to survive after death. People who seek the country by turning into resentful spirits to cause trouble will also feel satisfied in front of this young prisoner!

But if he is not a man of astonishing courage, who can swallow up the whole world, and does not have the ambition and means of the master of a city and a country, he will not be able to enjoy such an honor! "

"If you don't have such magnanimity, don't talk about the position of Satomi. If virtue is not matched, there will be disaster. Incompetent people who only show their appearance, scheming villains, and idiots who can't weigh their own weight will live. He deserves to be devoured! No matter how pitiful and pathetic he is reduced to, he is only bringing the blame upon himself!"

"Come on, let me see your layout, let me see your courage!"

Amidst the violent laughter, Guo Shouche slowly spread his arms.

A huge shadow shrouded the entire arena, and countless teeth hidden in the darkness slowly emerged from the deepest part of the soul, dripping with sticky saliva, carrying unspeakable malice and hunger.

From the top, looking down, mockingly asked:

"Today, can you make me happy and satisfied?"

Huai Shi lowered her eyes.

"Let's go Maki."

Huai Shi stood up slowly and told her, "There's no need to read it anymore."

That old ghost has come here just to torture people from the very beginning!

This kind of food, which is enough to satisfy ghosts and gods, is like a cross-dimensional blow when brought here! No matter how powerful your kung fu is, it can't beat a foreign gun. No matter how many opponents there are, is it useful for two-way foil?

If he were not a royal relative who was born connected to the fate of the country, if he did not inherit the divine blood, if he was not the kind of outstanding person from all generations who could rise from scratch and aspire to become a prince, it would be absolutely impossible for him to put that thing into his mouth.

What Shaolao, which has been passed down for thousands of years, represents is this terrifying social importance. Not to mention what kind of things are hidden in the food.

From the beginning, it was in an invincible position.

But he also used all kinds of dirty tricks to get his opponent's mentality... It was like whipping the corpse after massacre.

Too strong and too despicable.

There are no exploitable weaknesses.

Simply...impeccable.

"Why don't you try it, Miss Huai Zhi?"

As if he could sense the departing figure behind him, Guo Shouque asked without looking back: "In my humble opinion, there are only a few people here who can enjoy this young prison except you."

"Have chance."

Huai Shi responded with a blank expression.

Shao Siming can eat it, and so can the Prince of Paradise.

Whether he is a disaster musician or the leader of a large group, he has enough status and capital to enjoy such treatment.

But now is not the time.

He has no confidence to win.

"By the way, there is also good news to be announced."

Before leaving, he suddenly heard Guo Shouche's raised voice.

The old man looked back happily, grinned, and smiled at the audience outside the venue: "Tomorrow, the challenge will continue. I will randomly select half of the opponents from the remaining cooking demons... The old man does not object to wheel battles, and he also Please be prepared.”

"By the way, if Miss Huai Zhi wants to come, she is welcome at any time, anywhere."

The monster in the shadow chuckled strangely: "Throwing away other irrelevant things, I think you are the only opponent who can surprise me. Please give your best when the time comes."

Huai Shi paused for a moment and looked back.

Look into those eyes filled with darkness and hell and tell him: "I will."

With Huai Shi leaving, the game still continues.

No, it should be said that the one-sided massacre has just begun!

But in the auditorium outside the arena, the Kitchen Demon kept getting up, turning around and leaving... without looking back, walking in a hurry, as if he was fleeing.

More than half of the people leaving at this moment have already made up their mind to quit.

I was completely shattered by such a tragic scene.

In the dead silence, there was only hoarse laughter.

That monster from Taiqing Heavy Industry single-handedly engraved the shadow of terror in everyone's hearts, and used this unrivaled strength to destroy all confidence.

Children, run away, go, run!

Because your invincible enemy is here!

Huai Shi didn't speak again until he left the field and returned to his residence.

"That's too much. Why are you targeting Miss Huazhi like this?"

The unhappy Maki complained: "Isn't he the agent of cousin Kohaku? Aren't we all supposed to be comrades in arms?"

"For that kind of old guy, the word comrade-in-arms is too cheap and has no meaning." Huai Shi shook his head: "As long as anyone standing on the field is his enemy. Disowning relatives is the real reason for the showdown between the Kitchen Demons." The essence of this is, if your comrades block the way, kill your comrades together and defeat them."

For a monster as big as him, does he really need such a thing as comrades?

"Maybe, we might actually have to fight in the end." Huai Shi rubbed his brows worriedly: "I have to start preparing."

"Eh?" Maki raised her eyes in surprise, "But I don't want to be the head of the family."

"..."

Huaishi's poems are speechless.

Isn't it a little early to start worrying about being the head of the family? Do you really think I'm going to win?

Isn't this confidence too much?

"Although it's true that the old gentleman is very powerful, I think Miss Huazhi is not weak either."

Maki said seriously: "If you ask me, the winner in the end must be Miss Huazhi."

"..."

In the silence, Huai Shi laughed softly and rubbed her hair.

"Then let me lend you some good words."

After waving good night, Miss Huazhi returned to her room calmly, closed the door, and then started to panic...

After looking through the recipes all night, I finally saw my future between the lines.

There is no hope, just wait for death and say goodbye.

There is no suspense about the outcome of the showdown between kitchen demons.

Seven people were defeated miserably.

Kaiseki, ramen, sashimi, sushi, peony hot pot...

All the pretentious dishes were swallowed up by Guo Shouche like side dishes, but he was still not satisfied. In the end, no one was able to successfully put Shao Lao on their plate.

On the contrary, after the game, Guo Shouque, who still felt it was not enough, mixed a plate of dipping sauces by himself, then shredded the pork head and ate it cleanly.

In front of all opponents, from the ears to the brain, not a single piece was left.

He chewed the frightening essence of the abyss wantonly, and when it was over, he just burped.

Carrying his own bamboo basket, he turned around and left casually, like a bird walker who had finished his walk.

Only a dead silence and tragic scene were left.

As he was leaving the field, Vladimir received a phone call.

"Okay, I'll be there right away."

Ten minutes later, I met my employer who had not shown up since the start of the Kitchen Demon Showdown.

He looked like he was aging prematurely. His beard and hair were dotted with frosty white. The middle-aged man in a suit was sitting on the sofa, meditating on something.

It was his employer, Satomi Shohei.

There are more people who call this man Selyosha, Selesh·satomi.

Although he is the eldest son in the direct line, among all the candidates for the head of the family, he has the weakest relationship with the family. Ever since he left home and went to Russia, he had little to do with the family's economy.

Over the years, he has traveled between the Russian Federation and Africa ostensibly as a traveler and businessman, but not many people know what business he is doing behind the scenes.

Many people know that he is very rich, powerful and status, and he has many close friends among the top leaders of the Russian Federation government. Other than that, everything is hidden in the mist.

Vladimir was not interested in this, nor did he feel awe or anything. After walking in, he greeted him enthusiastically: "Oh, what has Danasan been busy with these two days? Long time no see."

Without warning, he rummaged through his wine cabinet, found a bottle of whiskey, and started tossing it around.

"...Walia, you'd better stop speaking Japanese. The name Danasan doesn't sound right no matter what."

Satomi Shohei shook his head, sighed and asked: "Did you watch tonight's showdown?"

Vladimir nodded.

"What do you think?"

"Well, that old man is indeed a bit too strong... But boss, don't worry, just leave it to me. No matter what kind of monsters, I can fight a dozen."

Vladimir showed off his biceps: "My 'tough guy steak' is unbeatable!"

"Having confidence is a good thing."

Satomi Shohei pondered for a moment and suddenly said: "However, I will challenge you by name tomorrow."

"Where is the opponent? Who is it?"

"Motoko Waizhi."

An unexpected name came out of Satomi Shohei's mouth.

In an instant, Vladimir suddenly understood.

In order to avoid being attacked by Guo Shouque, it is an excellent way to choose an opponent for yourself in advance, avoid strong enemies in the middle game and avoid losses.

Vladimir didn't mind. No matter how reckless he was, he still knew tactics as a fighting nation.

Temporary withdrawal is even more shameful, not to mention that he has long been interested in Miss Huazhi.

"Change of plans, you know what I mean, Varya."

Satomi Shohei said suddenly.

The muscular chef was stunned for a moment, then nodded, "Leave it to me, boss!"

"I'm sorry for making such a request that is not in the contract." After thinking for a moment, Satomi Shohei asked: "I will pay extra, and it will be the Whale Conservation Association, right?"

"The name has been changed now." Vladimir corrected, "We have recently joined forces with the Indonesian Marine Environmental Protection Association and Northern Shipping to operate it, and it is called the Pacific Rim Rare Marine Animal Protection Association!"

"You can do whatever you want. I might as well give you all the reward in advance..." Satomi Masahira took out his checkbook and started writing. He raised his head and asked, "One hundred million US dollars, is that enough?"

Vladimir nodded wildly.

Satomi Shohei thought for a moment and added another 30 million.

"Thank you boss, the boss is so kind."

The muscular chef took the check with flying eyebrows, whistled, and then carefully put it into the innermost pocket of his tool box.

"In this case, we will have funds for activities in the next two years..."

"Valia, you're old enough, right? Can't you take the money yourself?" Satomi Shohei shook his head, "You're over thirty, it's time to calm down and find a wife to raise children, right? "

"It's still early for me to educate future generations. I can at least fight for another thirty years. I'll talk about my children in thirty years!"

Vladimir patted his chest and said seriously: "The key is to realize the ideal, the ideal! Isn't it good to protect the blue sea and the earth!"

Satoshi was speechless and stood up to say goodbye.

"Are you leaving now? Don't you want to watch my game?"

"Sorry, there is a Ministry of Defense meeting to attend tomorrow morning. Although it is a process, you still have to be present." Satomi Shohei sighed regretfully, and finally patted him on the shoulder: "The next thing is... please."

"It's so cruel. I feel resentful that my mistress has been abandoned."

Vladimir laughed and drank all the whiskey in the bottle.

As the fingers tightened, a sharp whine erupted from the glass bottle. It did not fall apart, but shrank inch by inch, and finally turned into a toy-like pocket-size model in the closed palms.

"give it to me."

He placed the small bottle on the table and turned to leave.

Ten minutes later, the entire table fell apart under the crushing force of the light wine bottle.

It was twelve o'clock and six minutes that night.

Fighting suddenly broke out on the edge of Nara's urban area.

Finished at twelve past ten.

After paying a heavy price, the killer Sasaki Kiyomasa was arrested and brought to justice.

I'm too lazy to divide the word count into two chapters, so I'll update it in one piece (I really want to touch it...