Eternal Food Paradise.

Chapter 4 Paradise Games
old shop.

Xia Yan heard the whirring of the steam, reached out to lift the vibrating pot lid, and looked at the "green" dishes surrounded by smoke.

It is said that since the culinary skills have been crooked, the personal menu has been based on spicy food.

But there is no "dark index" spicy, no soul, the system does not recognize it, and the guests' praise is actually a blood loss.

Therefore, if you get a bottle of bean paste that is powerful in a certain sense, you have to think about the recipe and match it with suitable software applications. Otherwise, no matter how powerful the hardware is, it will be useless if the performance cannot be exerted.

A bitter taste permeated the air.

Bitter melon, cut into pieces, is placed on a white ceramic steaming plate.

Bitter gourd with seeds and core removed, hollowed out inside, is a strange red "filling" made mainly of bean paste.

Xia Yan sniffed the elusive smell in the air, but was not very satisfied:

"There are so many subtle tastes that challenge the taste buds, hey, this is very in line with the scary characteristics of 'dark cuisine' in terms of smell, what the nose smells, sometimes it may be more disgusting and terrifying than what the eyes see, but the real The "dark cuisine" must be moral, intellectual and physical... No, the color and fragrance are fully developed, and the heavy smell is just a silver gun wax stick floating on the surface, ugly in appearance but coquettish and cheap..."

Tema, who said that being a chef in the dark cooking world is easy.

Those are fake darkness, soulless!

Just as he was about to call the system to give a score, he suddenly heard a prompt sound effect.

On the personal panel, the mysterious icon at the top, the progress bar has been loaded unknowingly, and it is completely unlocked.

"【connect】?"

These are two Chinese characters, square characters.

"System, should it be explained clearly?" Xia Yan said.

"[Connection] will allow you to log in to Eternal Food Paradise. The system has simulated and generated the first Paradise World based on your memory and knowledge of the host..."

Xia Yan was stunned when he heard it, and then his breath became short of breath.

"Try!" Click on it with your mind.

The field of vision instantly became nothingness, and the sudden floating feeling made Xia Yan feel dizzy, unable to stand still, and quickly supported the kitchen counter with his hands.

[World Information (Zhonghua Yiyi): gourmet food, legendary kitchen utensils, luminous cooking, dark and light cooking world, cooking skills beyond reality. 】

[Main line deviation value: 0%. 】

[You get an opportunity to experience the administrator mode. In this mode, the host can view the world of the paradise and set an 'administrator status', but...]

A few seconds later, Xia Yan passively ended the manager mode, and said to himself: "This perspective is quite terrifying, like a giant watching ants multiply in a sandbox. If you watch too much, I am afraid that I am God, the Creator I don't want to become Xia Aotian."

"Also, why is there only one continent in the mainland of China? No, the scale of this map doesn't even have a continent. It can barely touch the corners of the Land of Abundance."

"Sorry, the space upgrade conditions are insufficient..."

Xia Yan:? ? ?
Forget it, let's not worry about this for now, Xia Yan's mind is divergent, and he is already thinking about how to set up an 'administrator identity'.

For example, set up a big boss identity.

The true body of the distant and long-standing legend of the God of Cooking is an ancient god-level figure worshiped by Kaiyou, the leader of the dark cuisine world...

Once found a piece of meteoric iron from the outer space, and handed it over to the master handed down from generation to generation, and created the "eight legendary kitchen utensils" that have been passed down through the ages...

Since then, he and the legendary kitchen utensils have been covered with a layer of mystery. Famous chefs believe that if they gather all eight pieces of legendary kitchen utensils, they can touch the secret of the immortality of the former God of Cooking...

"Warning, this 'identity' violates the logic of the world!"

"The origin of the Meteorite Iron and the Eight Legendary Kitchen Utensils is the ancient famous chef Xu Ling. If you force it to be installed, it will conflict with Xu Ling's existence. The world may fall into an irreversible and salvageable logical error."

Cut, Xia Yan pouted.

Enthusiasm subsided in an instant, and he entered the state of a sage.

It's better not to indulge in the status of a supernatural administrator. The system will unlock this paradise game when he points to the first specialization skill.

"Logging in, number of people online: 2..."

and many more.

Online number 2?

It was only then that Xia Yan suddenly remembered the player screened out by the system a few hours ago, nearly half a hour after the icon was unlocked.

Just a few seconds.

The old store was originally made of solid wood tables and chairs. The wood texture looks quaint, as if it has an aura that only antiques and old utensils have.

The storefront has not changed, but outside the store, there are noisy voices.

That is the background sound that can only be found in a market or a bustling neighborhood.

"Hey, it's so dirty. I cleaned it clean before, why is it suddenly covered with cobwebs and covered with dust." Xia Yan slid his fingertips across the stove, and his fingertips turned black instantly. He frowned, a little disgusted , was about to turn on the faucet to wash his hands from a convenient position, but unexpectedly missed it.

The sink is still there, but the modern faucet disappeared out of thin air, and a wooden ladle for scooping water was placed there.

The smell of bitter gourd made Xia Yan turn around in surprise.

"Hold the grass, did you copy and paste the homework you just finished?"

The voice fell.

Outside the bar where the dishes were placed, in the open space between the tables and chairs, a figure was entangled in the digital stream, and it quickly solidified.

[The connection is complete, you can set an 'ID' as a nickname for communication between the same kind. 】

"Well, do you create an ID only after entering the game?"

The field of vision suddenly brightened, the computer screen disappeared, replaced by a translucent holographic panel, Chen Zhiyuan saw the personal information on the panel.

"Gourmet Appreciation", the potential value.

"Comprehensive culinary skills", the potential value is medium.

Character level: LV1 (0/500)

As for quests, skills, equipment, and backpacks, they are all blank, which is very in line with the novice's blank paper.

Chen Zhiyuan first set up his own ID: "Just call Zhiyuanxing."

Setup succeeded.

There is no prompt that the ID is duplicated or occupied.

He looked at himself, and the summer short-sleeved bunts that he stayed at home on the rest day turned into a set of well-fitting cotton trousers. It felt like a familiar cotton and linen fabric, and he was quite used to this texture when he often wore Uniqlo.

Looking up again, Chen Zhiyuan looked around and found himself in the storefront of an unknown fly restaurant.

At the same time, he also found a young man about his own age behind the bar counter of the store, staring at him with scrutiny.

"NPC?"

There was no ID displayed on the opponent's head. Since he was a novice and needed a guide, but also in consideration of tasks and experience, Chen Zhiyuan took the initiative to say hello: "Hi, where is this?"

"..." The young boss and chef were silent.

"The cliff is not Tokyo."

Chen Zhiyuan was a little dazed, because amidst the hustle and bustle, he heard miscellaneous shouts with a strong dialect accent.

His heartbeat quickened.

Fuck, no way, the place of birth is actually Shuzhong, the hometown of Liu Maoxing, the "Land of Abundance" where Ju Xialou is located?
[Find items that can be tasted. 】

Just turning around, Chen Zhiyuan, who was about to take off and run, froze, and turned his head abruptly.

(End of this chapter)