Infinitely Criticizing the Villain for Being Like My Ex-Boyfriend

"Eliminate! Eliminate!"

As soon as he entered the final examination venue, Zhang Chunliang was startled by a woman's shrill and crazy scream.

He still didn't quite understand the situation when he saw a man in a black and gold chef's uniform standing in the middle of the circle not far ahead. He collapsed on his knees and kowtowed frantically begging for mercy.

"Please, sir... give me another chance! Let me try again... I, I will definitely... this time!"

Before he could finish his words, his obese body exploded like a bloated water balloon.

Scarlet flesh and bones fell like raindrops, and some tiny pieces of flesh even splashed onto Zhang Chunliang's body.

He froze in place, watching the horrifying scene before him with difficulty.

Is this the punishment for being eliminated? This dog system of Game Home really doesn't give him any chance to survive.

"Listen carefully, you little bastard from the outer city." The officer leading the way saw Zhang Chunliang's pale face and smiled maliciously, "Don't you like to exchange cooking skills? Then you'd better come up with some real ingredients. Otherwise, you'll end up like this man. I wish you success."

The officer and soldier bit the word "success" very hard, as if he wanted to chew someone's bones and swallow them. It seemed that his arrogant remarks outside just now had thoroughly offended the citizens of the city that never sleeps.

"Thank you for your good words." Zhang Chunliang retorted.

He took a deep breath and walked into the meeting room under many obscure gazes.

In addition to the chef whose body exploded, there were many contestants busy at the stove. They were not affected by the sudden accident and even became more motivated after seeing this scene.

This illogical scene made Zhang Chunliang feel cold in his heart.

He had to complete the task because of the threat from the system, but the citizens in front of him seemed to have come to this competition willingly for some purpose, and were even willing to give up their lives to become the first place.

So what exactly is the reward for first place?

"Ah, a new chef is here." The elegant woman on the stage wiped the residue from the corners of her mouth and revealed a gentle smile.

The woman was wearing a soft pink dress, her features were as delicate as a painting, and in front of her was a plate of exquisite dishes that had barely been touched.

There is also a big red cross next to the dish.

Zhang Chunliang looked around calmly. The entire stadium was in the shape of a circle, occupied by red and white colors.

The red area is the racers' competition venue, which is divided into dozens of stoves. The outermost ring is similar to the shelves of a modern large supermarket, with all kinds of ingredients on it.

Twenty people sit in the white area in a stepped pattern, and the overall shape is similar to a pyramid.

Each of the group of people had two cards, red and green, in their hands.

They stood high above, looking down at all the players off the field.

The woman who was speaking did not sit in the highest seat, but her bright and flamboyant face made her very eye-catching among the judges.

The remaining judges didn't care about Zhang Chunliang's arrival at all. They were busy pouring wine or chatting. None of the contestants tonight satisfied them, and the corpses in front of the stage had been cleared several times.

The woman smiled gently, showing no sign that she had just brutally murdered a citizen.

"Go choose the kitchen counter you like and make food that will satisfy us all." She smiled and nodded, pointing her fair wrist to the red area.

Zhang Chunliang didn't say much and was about to walk towards the stove when he heard the woman change her tone.

“However, before making the food, you must first know our taboos.” The woman’s tone changed, and her voice became cold.

Whether it was the judges who were talking or the busy chefs, they all stopped for a moment and looked at Zhang Chunliang who was about to leave.

"I don't eat spicy food." The woman tapped her red lips. "Spicy food will damage my delicate face. Once there is a spicy taste in the dish, I can't help but want to punish the person who made it."

"I don't eat salty food." A thin man with a pointed chin and monkey cheeks responded immediately.

"I don't eat sour food."

"I want to eat meat. Without meat in my food, I get really mad!"

"I……"

Zhang Chunliang clenched his fists. At first, he tried to carefully write down everyone's taboos, but it was not until all 20 people had expressed their preferences that he reacted.

It’s neither salty nor bland, neither fishy nor spicy, neither sweet nor sour, neither meat nor vegetarian. How could such food exist?

Zhang Chunliang glanced at the ingredients that people around him were preparing and discovered that they were all ordinary foods, without as many taboos as he had.

It is conceivable that this was just a one-sided challenge against him.

It seems that someone has already informed us of what just happened.

Sure enough, offending NPC will not end well.

Faced with the sarcastic looks of the crowd, Zhang Chunliang did not become angry or collapse as they expected. He just nodded silently, took his things, chose a stove, and prepared to cook.

Seeing how calm he was, everyone lost interest and looked at him as if he were a dead man.

Facing the gloating gazes of the crowd, Zhang Chunliang went to the food area. He wanted to try something.

The food area is very similar to a modern supermarket, divided into different categories.

Zhang Chunliang walked to the fresh food area without looking around, where there were all kinds of fish, all kept in large tanks filled with water to ensure their freshness.

These fish looked strange in shape and were particularly disgusting to Zhang Chunliang, so disgusting that they even had a kind of artistic beauty.

Some of them were covered with red eyes that kept spinning around, as if examining the people who came; some were like hedgehogs, with human fingers growing all over their bodies, constantly curling; some fish were smooth and flesh-colored, without a single scale. Zhang Chunliang could even see tiny pores on them, just like human skin.

These fish also have a food chain with each other, so some fish are isolated separately.

Seeing that there was no one around and everyone was busy making food, Zhang Chunliang lowered his eyes, thought for a moment, cut his finger with the knife he carried with him, and dripped a few drops of blood into a fish tank.

The fish smelled the human blood and its scales opened up. Then it jumped out of the water frantically, gnawing and rolling in the blood.

The ferocious teeth made Zhang Chunliang swallow his saliva. It is conceivable that if it was him who fell into the water, he would probably be dead by now.

Zhang Chunliang's blood seemed to have a strong attraction to the fish. The ferocious fish greedily swallowed all the blood in the water, and then looked around for the human who left his blood.

Its movements were becoming slower and slower, and the scarlet scales on its body slowly faded into a dark black color. Then, under the waves, a colorful film of light could be vaguely seen.

It seemed to feel a little uneasy, and swirled in the water impatiently. After dozens of seconds, all the red color on its body faded, and it turned into a fish that was almost exactly the same color as the small noodles that the Third Young Master loved to eat.

Then it slowly turned over on its belly in the water.

It looks like it's dead.

Zhang Chunliang breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that he was right. His blood had become toxic after being fed by the Third Young Master. The toxicity was so strong that it was shocking.

This was a detail he noticed when Tingying was narrating to him about Wang Gui's ambush on him. After all, it was a sea of ​​colorful black, with nothing else except that strange bug.

At that time, he had a hunch that it was his blood that caused Wang Gui to have a poisoning reaction.

He had never had time to verify this hypothesis, but now the death of the fish gave him evidence.

"Aren't you picky about food? Then I'll let you try the honest and honest pure Maoxuewang. I guarantee it's delicious and you won't say a word after eating it." Zhang Chunliang muttered as he stared at his bleeding wound.

The expression on his face would make anyone who saw him start to feel creepy.

This usually gentle and harmless person actually wanted to poison and kill all the judges at this time.

Even the Holy Father system in Zhang Chunliang's brain seemed to have some surprised reactions.

〖Didi,

After inspection, the host's emotions fluctuate too much, please stabilize your emotions.

"System, you may not know." Zhang Chunliang now looked like a pervert who was forced to talk to himself.

"The name Chunliang was given to me by the director of the orphanage. She said that the more a person lacks in life, the more he or she should use a name to make up for it. I have always listened to her and wanted to be a pure, kind and upright person."

Zhang Chunliang picked up the dead fish in the water, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

He thought he had always done well, being a gentle, sincere, good-tempered saintly father, a recognized harmless social animal.

"But is there any true saint who would appreciate someone's expression of pain and endurance when getting a tattoo?"

The cornered rabbit finally decided to lose his temper.

Zhang Chunliang couldn't suppress the anger in his heart and revealed some of his true nature that he had never shown to anyone.

"But don't worry. I will still help these poor guys. Since they can't find food that suits their taste in the human world, they can go to the underworld and try more special snacks."

〖System detection, the host has ooc behavior, please stop the bad behavior.

Once the host does something that violates the Holy Father's behavior, the system will deduct all the host's points.

This was the first time that the Holy Father system gave him a severe warning.

"You don't understand." Zhang Chunliang shook his head and threw the dead fish into his basket. "You can still earn back the Saint Father Points, but if you miss the chance to poison someone, you can never poison them again."

〖Host, what exactly happened?

The system has detected that your emotions are fluctuating drastically. Please stop the harmful behavior and remain calm.

Your current behavior is totally inconsistent with your character, please wake up immediately.

Zhang Chunliang certainly knew how strange his behavior was at this moment, but he couldn't tell anyone about the strange and irritable premonition in his heart.

His heart was pounding at this moment. He didn't want to kill these judges because he was impulsive. He just knew in his heart that he must not lose this game.

It was as if if he didn't have a way to become number one, something would happen that he couldn't bear.

This premonition was so strong that it made him become somewhat unscrupulous.

Although he already had a plan, in order not to attract attention, Zhang Chunliang went to other food areas to pick out some food.

The shelves here are mainly made of wood, and the shortest is nearly three meters high.

I don’t know what the customs of this city that never sleeps are, but the large red lanterns placed near the shelves and aisles for lighting are all there.

Every path for people to pass through is a dim red. In such an environment, it becomes difficult to choose suitable ingredients.

Zhang Chunliang recalled the dishes he had recently made for the Third Young Master, and tried hard to identify similar ingredients on the shelves.

Suddenly, a melon on the shelf next to him rolled down. In the extremely silent environment, the sudden plop sound startled Zhang Chunliang.

He turned his head and saw that the melon, which was as big as a human head, had split into several pieces, and the scarlet flesh inside was constantly oozing red juice.

He frowned and looked at the melon for a few seconds, then ignored it and concentrated on selecting his own ingredients.

"whee."

A tiny, sharp laugh came from that shelf and reached Zhang Chunliang's ears clearly.

He paused, then walked over without changing his expression.

It was a pile of fruits shaped like human heads, some of which even had human facial features grown on them, and were emitting a rich fruity fragrance.

Could it be that they are the ones making the sound?

Zhang Chunliang looked up at the label on the counter suspiciously and found that it was indeed the fruit and vegetable section.

It is unlikely that there will be any living creatures here.

But thinking about the bizarre copy he was in now, all the common sense of real life didn't apply.

He tried to move two or three heads, but the imagined scene of the heads struggling and begging for mercy did not appear.

This relieved him.

The smell of these fruits was very similar to a kind of cut fruit he had eaten in the City Lord's Mansion. That kind of fruit was also delicious as a side dish. However, he had never seen what the fruit looked like in its original form, and the Third Young Master had never told him.

Zhang Chunliang looked at the fruit in his hand that looked like a human head, speechless. Is this what those fruits originally looked like?

He felt a little disgusted.

But apart from their weird appearance, they are still very qualified as an ingredient, and they must be delicious as a side dish in his Maoxuewang.

Zhang Chunliang picked out a few ripe ones and moved them to his cart.

The quality of these fruits is easy to identify. The more the fruit looks like a human head, the more fragrant it is, and the fuller and juicier it is.

But those fruits are often at the bottom of the shelves, so he can only move the ones on the upper shelves with great effort to get the ones at the bottom.

Finally, when he moved the fruit from the bottom of the shelf, what was revealed on the back was not the bottom of the shelf, but a pale face of a young child. Even under the dim red light, the extreme paleness was still very obvious.

The child stared at Zhang Chunliang with his big dark eyes, and laughed happily and familiarly: "Hee, hee, hee..."

Zhang Chunliang took two steps back and his heartbeat suddenly quickened.