Gourmet of Another World

The World God of Cookery Tournament was held on a huge cruise ship. Named the Jewel, the nearly one hundred thousand tons ship moored in Hua’s largest port like a behemoth.

It was a very famous cruise ship in the world, and because the competition was really important, the organizer had chosen it as the venue. Another reason was that the competition involved a lot of powers with deep backgrounds.

The quay was thronged with people coming and going. In front of the boarding ladder, men in fine suits were checking passengers’ boarding documents.

In addition to teams of chefs, there were also some business tycoons and people of status boarding the cruise ship. Some of them were there for sightseeing, while others were there for delicious food.

The World God of Cookery Tournament had already become a worldwide event that kept making headlines lately. The main reason was that it brought together some of the world’s most famous chefs.

The chef who won the first place in the competition would get a prize of one hundred million dollars as well as a mysterious gift. That was why it had attracted all the famous chefs in the world and had become the largest cooking competition in history.

People of all colors were crowded on the boarding ladder, while participants from various countries had already boarded the ship. Among them were chefs from Western countries, as well as from Hua and many smaller countries. Their purpose of taking part in the competition was not only for fame but also for the high prize money.

…

“Gentlemen and lady, please hold on. I need you to show me your boarding papers.”

An Asian man in a suit, wearing an in-ear headphone and a black pistol on his hip, stopped a group of people in strange costumes. They were two young men, one in Hanfu and the other with a fox and a mantis shrimp on his shoulder, and a girl with a laptop computer.

The combination was so unusual that the security officer could not help but notice them from a distance.

Xiao Ai was somewhat speechless. She could not understand why she had been sent on board this cruise ship with Bu Fang and the strange man to participate in a cooking competition that she had never heard of.

As a girl who wanted to become a top superhuman, how could she waste her time participating in a cooking competition? However, she did not dare disobey Chief Luo’s order, so she had to bring them both here.

She was wearing a denim jumpsuit. From her front pocket, she pulled out three IDs and handed them to the security officer.

The security officer took them suspiciously. After glancing at Bu Fang, Yu Ge, and Xiao Ai, he finally nodded. “You may board the ship now. But, Sir, you can’t take your… pet on board,” he said with a frown, looking at Foxy on Bu Fang’s shoulder.

“Huh? Why?” Bu Fang asked with an expressionless face.

“We don’t know if your… pet fox has been vaccinated, so please leave it with us for the time being,” the officer said.

“Then why is that dog allowed to board the ship?” Bu Fang pointed to a golden dog held in the arms of a rich lady in a mink coat in the distance.

“That’s a pet dog…” the security officer replied, somewhat helplessly.

“This is my pet fox,” said Bu Fang. Foxy stuck out her tongue and made a cute face.

Xiao Ai rolled her eyes. ‘Pet, my as*! That’s a nine-tailed fox, a highly dangerous spirit beast equivalent to an S-class superhuman!’

Just as the officer was somewhat at a loss of what to do, Yu Ge was getting impatient. ‘Senior is really easygoing. I can’t believe he can talk to this mortal for so long.’ The next moment, he raised his hand and uttered the word ‘freeze’ under his breath.

Suddenly, the security officer’s body was completely frozen. Raising his head, Yu Ge took the lead and stepped into the cruise ship, while the others followed closely behind. In his opinion, they, the cultivators, could do whatever they wanted.

“Good heavens! This cruise ship…”

After boarding the ship, Xiao Ai turned on her computer. It began to beep while the screen displayed countless spiritual energy points. She let out a shocked cry at the sight of that.

She could not believe there were so many superhumans and cultivators on this cruise ship. On the contrary, the two guys beside her, Bu Fang and the strange youth, showed no spiritual energy dots on the screen.

‘I thought a cooking competition is going to be held on this cruise ship? Why are there so many superhumans here?!’

Her alarmed cry drew the attention of many people. In the distance, holding a glass of wine, a beautiful woman in a bright red dress looked over, her red lips slightly pursed. Many people were shifting their gazes to Xiao Ai as well.

As a member of Hua’s State Supernatural Agency, Xiao Ai was destined to be the focus of many people’s attention. However, her strength did not make these people feel that she was a threat. After all, she was only a C-class superhuman. In their eyes, someone of that caliber was just a weakling.

As for the two men standing next to her, they did not attract any attention because no one could feel their spiritual energy.

Xiao Ai covered her mouth with one hand as she realized that she was being noticed by many superhumans, who were from the West, Sakura, and some other countries. She knew that she needed to be cautious in every word and action she took here.

“Heavens… This… Is this really just a cooking competition? Why does it bring together so many superhumans?” Xiao Ai asked Bu Fang and Yu Ge in a low voice.

No wonder the State Supernatural Agency had a spot in this competition. With so many superhumans on this cruise ship, they had to be here no matter what.

“Your chief didn’t tell you?” Yu Ge gave the somewhat nerdy girl a strange look.

Xiao Ai shook her head stupidly.

“What a poor child.” He made a tsk-ing sound with a haughty look on his face. After that, he said nothing else.

…

Weighing nearly one hundred thousand tons, the cruise ship was a monster on the sea. After all the passengers were on board, it finally started its engines. With a piercing whistle blaring through the clouds, this beast of the sea slowly sailed away from the port and glided into the vast ocean.

The interior of the cruise ship was more than twenty stories high. Bu Fang and his companions walked through it and arrived at the area where they would wait for the competition to begin.

The competition had attracted many world-class chefs. In addition to them, there were also some ordinary chefs participating, who were attracted by the high prize money. However, these ordinary chefs had also gone through numerous cooking competitions before they were qualified to board this ship.

Every chef’s face was full of confidence and a look of eagerness to fight. All of them wanted to win first place, for the champion would not only be able to make international fame, but also receive one hundred million dollars of prize money as well as a mysterious gift.

The participants included not only individuals but also teams. In fact, very few of the participants came alone—most of them were teams. Compared to individuals, well-coordinated teams could cook in a more organized manner.

Bu Fang and his companions sat in a corner. The waiting area was gorgeously decorated. Neon lights were constantly flashing, while lively music was lingering in the air. Men in suits and ladies in gowns were dancing on the dance floor, while all kinds of wine and food were being served on tables around the floor.

Yu Ge was gone to find something good to drink and eat. Xiao Ai sat beside Bu Fang and never took her eyes off him—Chief Luo had given her the task of keeping an eye on him.

Bu Fang did not do anything unusual. He just sat in the chair, quietly waiting for the competition to start. Just now, he had spread his divine sense and scanned the entire floor. He found that among the participants, there were not many superhumans and Qi cultivators. He did find a few, but they were not chefs.

The participating chefs were all ordinary people, but they had superhumans mixed in their teams. It seemed that this World God of Cookery Tournament was not that simple.

“Good day, beautiful lady. May I have the honor to invite you for a dance?”

As Xiao Ai was working on her computer, a gentle voice rang out. A handsome man in a fine suit, with blond hair and blue eyes, came in front of her, held out his hand gracefully, looked at her with a smile. He asked in fluent Mandarin.

Xiao Ai paused, and when she looked up and saw the young man’s handsome face, she blushed.

“Go ahead,” Bu Fang said lazily.

The blond youth nodded to Bu Fang with a smile. Bu Fang’s face was expressionless as he closed his eyes, while Xiao Ai, blushing and bewildered, was led away by the youth.

Suddenly, a clear sound of footsteps rang out, and a sultry scent of perfume spread through the air. A woman in a bright red dress came up to Bu Fang, her hips moving from side to side as she walked. Her long skirt parted from her thighs, revealing her attractive fair skin, and with every step she took, her ample bosom bounced, attracting the eyes of many people.

“Hey, handsome boy, will you dance with me?” the woman stood before Bu Fang and said in a soft and charming voice. Her Mandarin was not fluent, but she spoke with confidence.

However, after she had finished speaking, Bu Fang still sat there and did not move. The expression on her face froze slightly. Glancing at the little fox and the mantis shrimp on his shoulder, a strange light flashed in her eyes.

Just as she curled her red lips and was about to make another invitation again, Bu Fang opened his eyes. “What did you say?” he asked, his face expressionless.

“May I ask you… for a dance?” the woman said in a seductive tone. There seemed to be a pink gleam in her eyes, and she kept blinking.

Bu Fang was with Xiao Ai, who was a member of Hua’s State Supernatural Agency. As a superhuman from Sakura, the woman had to come to pry out some intelligence. Not long ago, all the superhumans from Sakura were ordered to do their best to assist their chefs in winning this cooking competition. So, she needed to be prepared for everything.

She had great faith in her charming powers—she knew that this young man before her would soon listen to her and tell her everything he knew.

“What’s wrong with your eyes? Got sand in them? Why do you keep blinking?” Bu Fang asked.

The woman was taken aback.

‘How could this man be unaffected by my charming powers?’

“Sir…” She wanted to say something, but she suddenly noticed that Bu Fang’s eyes had become very deep. She felt as if she was facing a chaotic starry sky, and she was drawn into it. Soon, her cheeks turned red, and her legs clenched together uncontrollably.

She was vaguely aware that she was talking, but she could not remember what she had said. By the time she finally came to her senses, she was already in the distance, and the young man had long since disappeared.

The woman was dumbfounded. ‘What just happened? What did I say? Why do I feel so tired and weak?!’

…

“Sakura? How dare a small country like this covet the Artifact Spirits…” The corner of Bu Fang’s mouth curled slightly. With him here, even an Immortal King could not touch any of the Artifact Spirits.

In the distance, the host was already announcing the start of the God of Cookery Tournament. Yu Ge came back with a satisfied look on his face and a piece of cake in his hand. Xiao Ai had returned as well. Her face was flushed, and she looked drunk.

Bu Fang thought the competition would be a fun one. It had been a long time since he had encountered Earth’s food. He was suddenly interested in the competition.

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On the twentieth floor of the luxury cruise ship…

The whole floor was filled with stoves, which looked quite visually appealing. One after another, chefs in neat chef’s robes and their teams marched between the stoves and took their assigned places.

These chefs came from all over the world, including Hua, Western countries, and some other small countries. However, they all had one obvious characteristic: they all wore neat chef’s robes.

Bu Fang stood in front of his stove and looked down at the denim jacket he was wearing. It was an outfit he had casually taken out of his rented apartment. Xiao Ai, standing beside him, was wearing a denim jumpsuit, while Yu Ge wore a flowing Hanfu.

Amid a crowd of chefs dressed in neat white robes, their outfits made them look slightly peculiar. And because of that, they attracted many indifferent and disdainful glances.

“I can’t believe people like these also came to take part in this competition… Money really moves people. The prize of one hundred million dollars has attracted all kinds of strange people here!”

With the crisp sound of a gong, the World God of Cookery Tournament officially began!