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Chapter 950 The Multiverse Chef's Cooking Competition

Chapter 950 The Multiverse Chef's Cooking Competition

"Hmm?" Su Lin frowned, looking at the spot where they had just been, as if something dirty had passed by.

Perhaps it's just my imagination?

"[Lord Otto Guyue] The large black sphere emitted a cold, mechanical voice that was indistinguishable between male and female."

"Damn it, I entered the wrong ID." Su Lin snapped out of his daze, extinguished the light of law in his hand, and continued to reset:

"Speaking of which, after I turned on the anti-harassment mode, did any of my old demon friends come to look at my photo album?"

"More features and permissions will be unlocked after you ascend to the throne. There are currently three cycles remaining. You can also choose to complete the ritual ahead of time," the large black sphere said as rigidly as ever.

"Is a yearly VIP membership to the space not acceptable?"

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It seems that won't work.

Unfortunately, before completing the sacred severance with the Abyss God using Divine Silence, he only had time to have the Great Black Ball change his ID name.

However, it wasn't all bad news. At least this time he wasn't exhausted like a dead dog, and his mental strength was fully restored during the long years of the Great Divine Power's Thousand-Year Dream.

"Oh, by the way, I have a subordinate universe in the Abyss, and I want to release it back into the void. Do you think it's possible to get the Reincarnation Space to let go?" Su Lin asked.

"It's just an immature multiverse. I'll create one myself and give it to you someday."

[More features and permissions will be unlocked after you return to the throne, but there is no precedent for the world within the abyss returning to the void, and the reincarnation space does not have a corresponding function.] The large black sphere continued to reply mechanically.

Many reincarnators probably share the same feeling as Su Lin: any random mission world with a few programmers and AI is more intelligent than the [God].

But if we put ourselves in their shoes, each reincarnator's team has a main god in their room, and a normal front desk customer service representative would already be overwhelmed with that kind of workload.

“But you do.” Su Lin looked at it and said seriously, “You know which world I’m talking about, and you know everything that happens in the abyss, don’t you?”

When questioned, the large black ball did not respond immediately, which is unusual for it.

In the thick darkness, the intense light silently spilled into the squad's room. In the stillness, Su Lin's pupils suddenly contracted.

From that faint, shimmering light, within the essence of the 'God,' the Heavenly Dao of the Journey to the West world manifested in Su Lin's form, and in the next moment transformed into a similar yet different 'Root God,' containing the laws of creation.

In the cycle of reincarnation, the most common main god in the private space of each reincarnation team is, in essence, a deity.

The sole Heavenly Dao formed from the fusion of the remnants of countless universes in the abyss.

In the past, present, and future, all the cosmic remnants that settled from the endless void into the abyss, and all the worlds that entered the abyss through the missions set up in the cycle of reincarnation, ultimately, their world consciousness or their true self under the heavenly Dao converged into the large black sphere before us.

Just as the "Abyss Demon God" can gather and contain all the original concepts within the abyss.

The cycle of reincarnation converges on the world itself.

[Haotian, reincarnation is irreversible, and I cannot return to the void.]

Among the figures were reincarnators that Su Lin had seen before, as well as beings from myriad universes floating in the abyss. Only the phantom of the cosmic entity 'First Sky' flashed and disappeared in the intense light.

[As you and I both know, all worlds are gone.]

On the celestial side of the Journey to the West world, the illusion of the "Heavenly Emperor" overlapped with Su Lin, as if a speck of dust had fallen into his palm, representing his current control over the reincarnation space.

The proportion of one's own 'Heavenly Way' and 'mythological concepts' in the abyss before ascending to the throne of God.

A dilapidated celestial palace.

Gods and demons are locked in a fierce battle, and the world is filled with endless calamities. Even a single glance can draw you into the conflict and plunge you into eternal strife.

"How was it?" Menek asked eagerly, looking at the returning old man.

"I bet the previous savior didn't die but became a celestial corpse, lying dormant as a wanderer in the abyss, receiving help from all sorts of strange old men. Now that he has mastered his divine skills, he's come to take revenge on you, you wicked thing!"

The Three Pure Ones of the Abyss shook their heads: "I personally witnessed that young friend being crushed by fate just before the end of the world, and his soul is still with me to this day."

“You heartless old bastard.” Menek said with little interest.

"This thing glows in my hands. How about I become the savior starting today and kill all of you scourges?"

"This matter is related to the God of the Abyss." The Three Pure Ones of the Abyss took out a talisman and traced patterns in the air with their fingers.

Menek paused for a moment, then covered his mouth with a "pfft," unable to suppress his laughter.

"Sorry, that joke is just too absurd." He chuckled. "Old man, are you suggesting that First Sky is planning to wear those weirdly aesthetically pleasing bodysuits and become a superhero?"

"Not so." The Three Pure Ones of the Abyss smiled. Black and white light dots, scattered like stars, were arranged in several layers, one of which was as dark as a pool, isolating the talismans he had depicted:

“I traced the cause and effect in the abyss, only to find that the source was cut off by the existence of God, and I did not know in which world the person who was destined to save the world was.”

"They either encountered the God of the Abyss and suffered annihilation, or they were already in the Abyss world He created."

"However, God probably realized the existence of me and the talisman, so he completely severed the connection."

"Oh~" Menek became interested upon hearing this:

"The First Heaven's presence has been a bit too strong lately. I used to think He was the kind of shut-in guy who stayed in the abyss corresponding to the Marvel Universe, but how come His shadow is everywhere?"

He flashed to the Three Pure Ones of the Abyss, took the talisman from their hands, and examined it for a while.

"That suddenly appearing chosen one is dead?"

"It was intact until His Majesty the Abyss God severed the connection, and the resonance between it and the edict was growing stronger."

The Three Pure Ones of the Abyss looked puzzled: "But this matter only makes me more confused."

“What do you mean?” Menek glanced at him.

"Because the savior I have never met and the world I inhabit are already in the abyss, I used the talisman as a guide to slightly adjust the original divine mandate for salvation."

The Three Pure Ones of the Abyss stroked their white beards and said, "The direction has shifted from a single world to the Abyss itself."

"?"

Menek was speechless once again.

"Whether it was God's tacit approval and assistance, or the savior's extraordinary talent, in any case, they accepted it," the Three Pure Ones of the Abyss remarked.

"It's a pity that we can't contact that Lord God now, otherwise I would really like to meet this young friend."

"Where did the imperial edict come from, and how did one inherit the mandate of heaven?"

"It really piques my curiosity."

You wretched old man, you're not human at all!

Menek sneered, "Old man, trying to pique my curiosity so I'll do something for you?"

"Not at all. I only offered my explanation because I saw how much you cherish this memento left by my old friend." The Three Pure Ones of the Abyss picked up a cracked teacup and said:

"Young friend, it's getting late. Hades has already headed to Chaos's location. There's no need for your avatar to linger here."

"Put your things down and leave."

“Hehe.” Menek poked his head out from behind the Three Pure Ones of the Abyss and tugged at their beards: “Old man, you’re something else, but I have to admit, I’m really curious.”

"The other universe where the First Sky is located is related to those two little things from the void. I can borrow this thing for a while."

Menek picked up the talisman and responded in a voice that sounded as if ten thousand people were speaking in unison.

His figure rippled and dispersed like water, his presence rapidly dispersing from the celestial palace, disappearing into different corners of the abyss and the void.

A moment later, the Three Pure Ones of the Abyss glanced at a dark spot and laughed, "He has already left. My two young friends, there's no need to be nervous. Come out and have some tea with this old man."

"Yes, senior." The alluring and seductive wife of the Heavenly Demon Emperor, Shasala, bowed gracefully.

“Menek is a creation god symbolizing all transformations and participating in the universe, but he likes to use the method of possession with a thousand faces to make others act as his incarnations in the void. Don’t worry, after leaving the abyss, this strange ability will be much weaker and it will be difficult to truly control you,” the Three Pure Ones of the Abyss reassured.

"Your Excellency, is that person truly the God of the Abyss?" asked the man with twelve wings of light on his back. "There are many discrepancies."

"What the Time Demon God said is true, but how many more secrets lie hidden in the abyss?" The Three Pure Ones of the Abyss smiled.

"Just like the Tianlun Realm that I visited with another fellow Daoist before I entered the Abyss, back then the Heavenly Dao still nourished all things with its own blood."

"Now, hasn't it also become the Heavenly Demon Realm, plundering other realms?"

Shasala lowered her eyes and head: "Change is constant."

“Yes, things are ever-changing,” the Three Pure Ones of the Abyss smiled slightly.

Huai Family Western-Style House.

After waking up from Witch's Night, because some pigeon spirit used a self-destruct strategy, Huai Shi's morning almost turned into Martin's morning, completely devoid of any human characteristics.

What does it mean to not even spare Lao Gan Ma (a popular chili sauce brand)?

My reputation shouldn't be that bad.

However, it was a blessing in disguise. Perhaps because everyone was gathered together, it was harder for them to express themselves. No one scratched Huai Shi's 'little green tea' face with their fingernails, and no one came up to slap him and yell at him as a scumbag before slamming the door and leaving.

After Ai Qing made a phone call, Huai Shi was told that high-ranking officials from the Dongxia Social Security Bureau and the Astronomical Society would be coming to see him in the afternoon. Fu Yi and Luo Xian also left shortly afterward, even declining Huai Shi's invitation to lunch.

It's rare for Uncle Fang to buy so many ingredients. Why not move a few beach chairs to the yard, set up a sound system and other things, and have a BBQ together? Wouldn't it be great to have a friendly social gathering among peers?

buzz-

[Fu Yi: You said you'd treat me to a big meal, and you'd message me when you were done.]

Buzz!

[Luo Xian: Xiaobai and Uncle Chu Hai are at the orchard gym. Huai Shi, you can come over for dinner when you're done. I'm cooking today.]

Om-!

[Ai Qing: I've been promoted to the elevated floor. You'll need to cooperate with some investigations later; it'll be quite late.]

Buzz!

[Lily: Mr. Huai Shi, are you going camping in Yellowstone National Park?]

hum!

[Satomi Kohaku: I almost got killed by you, you brat! But my stigmata has already evolved, so you're useless now.]

[Huai Shi: That's good. Let's not contact each other anymore, I'm afraid Xiao Bai will misunderstand.]

[Satomi Kohaku: ???]

Huai Shi stared blankly at the various messages constantly coming in on his phone, including some from unknown numbers. He could have let it go if they were scam messages like stock recommendations or online loan links.

[Original photo: Hello Mr. Huai Shi, I am Yuan Yuan, Yuan Zhao's cousin.]

[Hertmock: Mr. Huai Shi, we found your profile on a dark web dating site, indicating your urgent need for marriage. There happens to be a woman of marriageable age in our family, 'Liz Hertmock,' but she is currently enrolled in a boarding school at an Ivy League school and cannot be contacted. We have already purchased a one-way first-class ticket for you to the Americas. Please depart discreetly before noon.]

Were early telecommunications fraud methods really this clumsy?

Even if you're going to lure him to the AA park to skin him and remove his kidneys, at least send him a photo; that would be more reasonable.

Oh, there really are photos?

With her mind in complete disarray, Huai Shi looked at the photos and personal information that seemed like something you'd only see at a matchmaking corner in a park, and simply tossed her phone onto the sofa.

As for why these older sisters appeared about two hundred chapters earlier, and why things have turned out the way they are now, he has no interest in knowing.

Leave your worries for tomorrow.

At least for now, it's time for a holiday.

Huai Shi used the index fingers of both hands to pull open the corners of his mouth, revealing a stiff smile.

He looked at the dining table, where a variety of delightful dishes were laid out, including braised pigeon with chestnuts, roasted pigeon, braised pigeon, pigeon soup with mushrooms, clear stewed pigeon soup, and old pigeon stewed with poria and mung beans.

Uncle Fang is truly an angel.

Huai Shi wiped away the tears that flowed from despair and decided to channel his grief into his appetite. No one could interrupt his meal, not even Jesus!

boom--!

Having returned from the cycle of reincarnation, Su Lin pushed open Huai Shi's bedroom door, stepped out, and glanced at the pile of pigeons on the table.

Huai Shi's hand trembled, and his chopsticks fell to the table. He looked like he was about to cry but had no tears: "I can explain."

"How did you know I wanted to eat pigeon coo?" Su Lin exclaimed.

He casually took a pair of chopsticks from Uncle Fang, picked up a pigeon and put it in his mouth, chewing it into crumbs along with the bones. Then, he swept his murderous gaze across the rest of the pigeon dishes on the table.

"Eat slowly, there's more if you're not full." Huai Shi watched the other person devour the food with a ferocious gust of wind, wondering if he had been influenced by the rancher.

It's a pity that Uncle Fang didn't buy crows, otherwise he would probably end up like this.

"Young Master, your phone is ringing," Uncle Fang said.

"Tell them I'm busy!" Huai Shi said while eating roasted pigeon.

Uncle Fang nodded and answered the phone. After listening for a while, he said, "I'm sorry, Miss Chu Qingyu, the young master is currently unavailable."

"I'm free!" Huai Shi said urgently.

At the dining table, only Su Lin was still frantically devouring the pigeons. But as he was eating, his movements suddenly slowed down. Not far away, a trembling, hellish-looking shadow was hiding behind a plate.

"Your Excellency the Rancher"

"Who are you?"

"I am the person in charge of the Culinary Master Competition."

The figure in black bowed slightly: "Excuse me, are you still going to attend this Culinary Demon Competition?"

(End of this chapter)