章 1360: Zombie Food, Hunger Wave

"My talented wife, you don't need to participate in this cooking competition," Faunkill said in worry, watching Zela become one of the participants. "Please don't forget you're a Primal God. All participants are only at the Semi-God Realm at most."

"So what, being a Primal God doesn't give me an advantage in this field. So, it's a fair competition," Zela said in response. "Besides, it's fun. Who knows, maybe I'm terrifyingly talented in this field?"

Faunkill turned around, watching one of the normal Monster Geckos on her floating island leap over the edge, committing suicide while holding its neck. It was apparent as to what Zela was making. 

He remained silent, not commenting about anything, coughing as he looked at Zela and told her, "Please hold back your skills. You're overqualified as a cook for this competition."