Chapter 116 Tang San: I Will Become a God! Wang Dong'er: God of Food? Isn't that just being a monster?!
"No, teacher, you're wrong."
Tang San pointed at Wang Dong'er on the sky, a confident yet almost arrogant smile playing on his lips:
"Look, that's proof! The future is already set, I will become a god! Since the ending is predetermined, any danger now is just a trial without real harm. I will cross the sea! I will infiltrate Zhenhai City! Since Poseidon is gone, I will find the Sea God's divine sense myself! Since the island has been occupied, I will complete the divine test right under the enemy's nose! This is what is worthy of my identity as the Sea God Tang San!"
Looking at Tang San, who seemed to be glowing all over, Yu Xiaogang was stunned, and then his eyes also shone with fanaticism.
Yes!
The future has been spoiled, what is there to be afraid of?
This is simply an officially certified "get-out-of-jail-free card"!
And on the arena in the sky.
As the countdown began, the atmosphere became tense.
Although Huo Yuhao and the others were still bewildered by the "time travel" and "weak ancestor" incidents, their 'duties' as judges and the inviolable rules of the Heavenly Curtain forced them to return to their seats.
"Ahem, um..."
Huo Yuhao, looking at the still bewildered Oscar, couldn't help but remind him,
"Um... Uncle Oscar... oh no, senior. The competition has already started, aren't you... going to do something?"
Oscar suddenly snapped out of his daze.
He glanced at the person opposite him. He saw that Xue Ji had already moved.
Instead of starting a fire and chopping vegetables like a traditional chef, she elegantly snapped her fingers.
"Snap!"
On the modern stainless steel countertop, several sophisticated soul-guided machines instantly lit up with a blue light.
With a gentle wave of her jade-like hand, Xue Ji sent countless crystal-clear ice cubes flying through the air before falling into the shredder.
Next, various fresh fruits—bright red strawberries, golden mangoes, and purple grapes—were automatically peeled, chopped, and precisely placed into different containers under Xue Ji's soul power, like obedient sprites.
"Although my soul power is suppressed, the power of soul-guided technology is beyond the comprehension of you bumpkins," Xue Ji said with a smile, her movements fluid and graceful, more like a dazzling magic show than cooking.
"Since the theme is 'diner satisfaction,' and the judges are young people from the future..."
Xue Ji glanced at the clothing of Huo Yuhao and the others, already having a plan in mind.
"The tastes of the future will definitely lean towards refinement, novelty, and rich textures. Those greasy grilled sausages? Ha, how could they possibly beat my 'Snow King' secret iced drink!"
Accompanied by the roar of the machine, a rich and refreshing fruity aroma, mixed with the coolness of ice and snow, instantly filled half the arena.
"It smells so good!"
On the judges' panel, the most gluttonous Xiao Xiao couldn't help but sniff, her eyes fixed on Xue Ji's side:
"That's... ice cream? And fruit tea? My god, is this the food of the Sun Moon Empire ten thousand years ago? It looks so much more sophisticated than the roadside stalls in Shrek City!"
Even the usually composed Xu Sanshi couldn't help but swallow:
"This looks... really something."
Hearing the judges' discussion, Oscar suddenly panicked.
"Damn it! Is this woman cheating? Why is she using a machine?"
Oscar looked at the simple stove in front of him and the pile of primitive ingredients, and his mentality almost collapsed.
"No way! I'm the future God of Cookery! How can I lose to a cold drink vendor?"
Oscar gritted his teeth, a ruthless glint in his peach blossom eyes.
"Since you're in the cold drink business, I'll give you a 'double whammy of ice and fire'!"
"My giant sausage isn't just for eating!"
Oscar roared, his soul power surging.
"I have a giant sausage!"
"I have a small sausage!"
Accompanied by those two extremely lewd soul incantations, the arena was instantly filled with a mix of golden and red light.
However, just as Oscar was about to unleash his skills, Wang Dong'er, on the judges' panel, heard these two soul incantations, and her beautiful face instantly turned as black as the bottom of a pot.
Wang Dong'er's lips twitched, staring at Oscar in disbelief:
"This…this is the legendary God of Food? This kind of soul incantation…isn't it just perverted?!"
Wang Dong'er suppressed the chill in her heart and took a deep breath.
Although those two soul incantations sounded incredibly lewd, and that giant sausage looked utterly unappetizing, even the food made by the woman opposite her named Xue Ji was clearly more tempting… but… that was the glory of Shrek Academy!
That was their ancestor from ten thousand years ago, the legendary God of Food!
If they lost here to an unknown woman, where would Shrek Academy's reputation stand?
Where would the future Shrek Seven Devils' dignity stand?
"Hoo..."
Wang Dong'er's eyes narrowed, a resolute glint flashing in her pink-blue eyes.
Wang Dong'er slightly turned her body, using it to block the blind spot in the view from the sky, and lowered her voice.
Speaking at a speed only the four people around her could hear, she quickly said, "Yuhao, Senior Brother Sanshi, Brother Caitou, Xiaoxiao!"
"Listen to me!"
"No matter how well that Senior Oscar does, even if... even if it's awful, we must vote for him!"
Xu Sanshi hesitated, looking at the aroma wafting from Xueji's hand, "But Dong'er, this smells..."
"No buts!"
Wang Dong'er's eyebrows shot up, her tone stern yet filled with urgent pleading:
"This is for Shrek's glory! For our ancestors' dignity! How can we, as their descendants, let our ancestors lose face in front of the entire continent? This is not just a competition, but a battle to uphold Shrek's millennia-old reputation!"
Huo Yuhao, He Caitou, and Xiaoxiao trembled upon hearing this.
Yes!
Glory!
Shrek only produces monsters, Shrek is invincible!
This sense of collective honor ingrained in their bones instantly overwhelmed their instinctive pursuit of delicious food.
The confusion in Huo Yuhao's eyes vanished, replaced by determination:
"Dong'er is right, no matter what, we can't let our ancestors lose!"
Xiao Xiao gritted her teeth, staring at the steaming sausage as if it were some kind of sacred offering:
"Let's go for it! It's just a sausage! For our idols, I'll eat it!"
Just as the five reached a consensus, preparing to vote against their conscience for the sake of "sentiment," Boom—!!!
A deafening roar suddenly echoed from the sky.
Immediately afterward, five holy and domineering white lights descended from the sky without warning!
They precisely enveloped Huo Yuhao, Wang Dong'er, and the other two.
"What is this?!"
"My spiritual sea..."
Huo Yuhao exclaimed, feeling a cool sensation in his brain, as if an invisible force was forcibly cleansing his soul.
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