After an nonstop three day baking binge, Benedictus Agnes, finds himself transported to another world. Unlike other heroes, he is suddenly sent to the Backend, a small town overlooking the sea. 
Dropped in the middle of nowhere, our hero only has one plan: get cooking!

Harry quickly tapped a button to accept the call. He smiled widely when he heard her 'hello'.
"Hello, Ryn."
"Where are you right now? Are you coming?" Ryn could not stop from being excited at the thought of the delicious steak. If only Harry knew the excitement was not because of him but more toward his cooking talent, he would be speechless.
"Yes. I am on the way. About twenty minutes more," he glanced at the GPS system and told her.
"Cool. I've informed the security. You just tell them my name and house number," Ryn instructed.
She walked toward the security post and knocked on the door. The door opened and the security man stood in front of her. Ryn smiled.
"I'm sorry to interrupt. I'm Catherine from 5-15. A friend of mine will come. His name is Harry Si. I hope you can allow him to come in."
"Catherine from 5-15. Harry Si you say?" the security man asked, writing on his book note.
"Yes."
Once the security man confirmed the detail, Ryn thanked him again and walked to the elevator. Her heart was singing happily at the thought of delicious steaks.
She did not bump to any of Irene's gang, which was a relief for her. She did not have the time to face them. She was running out of time.
She simply dropped her bag on the couch before walked to the kitchen hurriedly. Her phone was placed carefully on the counter. Right now, her mobile phone was the most important thing for her. It was the only way for her to know when her delicious steak would come.
Although the kitchen was clean because she always made sure she cleaned everything after cooking, she still grabbed a kitchen towel to wipe the counter. Then, she took out dishes. Although she did not know the correct ingredients for the delicious steak, she just assumed how many bowls and plates they need. She also prepared iced lemon tea for him. He would be thirsty when teaching her, right? Better prepare everything or get flustered in front of him.
She was still checking everything when the bell door rang. She almost jerked but managed to control herself. Then, checking her appearance for the last time, she quickly rushed to the door. She opened the door and smiled at Harry. 
Actually, she was smiling at the bags in Harry's hands.
And of course, Harry thought the smile was for him. He blushed.
"Come in. Let me bring these," Ryn welcomed him in and tried to take the bags but Harry stopped her.
As a man, of course, Harry would not allow her to bring the bags. He was a gentleman.
Ryn shrugged and leaded Harry in. She brought him to the kitchen and took a glass, "Iced lemon tea?"
"Yeah, sure. Thank you," Harry took the glass and sipped it slowly. He was happy to see how caring Ryn was toward him. She even prepared a drink for him because she knew he would be thirsty.
His heart pounded so hard. 
"Why don't you sit for a while while I unpack everything?" Ryn suggested. She gestured him toward the living room.
"I can do it..." Harry quickly reached for the bags.
"But," Ryn tried to stop him but seeing how determined he was not to allow her to do anything, she sighed and let him do whatever he wanted. Besides, he knew what he was doing.
She just stood behind him and watched him arranging everything on the counter neatly. She sipped her own drink quietly.
It took him no time to be ready. He washed his hands again. And then, he turned around and smiled at her. "Are you ready?"
"We are leaning now?" Ryn asked, just want to make sure.
"Yes. It's getting late so we should start now," he explained.
"You are the teacher," Ryn shrugged. She reached for the apron and washed her hands.
He grinned. He took out his own apron and put it on. He started to explain how to marinate the meat and how he made it so that when a person eats it, it melts in the mouth.
She looked carefully. She did not know he even made use of herbs to rub on the meat when cooking it. No wonder... no wonder what she ate the steaks he made, she always tasted the herb but could not see it anywhere.
He never stopped talking. He even reminded her many times the importance of timing, no more and no less.
"We let it rest before we can eat. Now, we can start with the sauce," he put aside the newly cooked steak and took a bowl. "Do you need to take down the note?"
"Oh yeah," she quickly rushed to get her notepad and a pen. Just now, he did not remind her about the note taking because it was a simple process and he believed she could remember it. But for the sauce, as it required more ingredients, he was worried she would forget one or two ingredients or the steps.
This time, as he made the sauce and explained to her all the steps needed, she became busy taking notes of everything. She asked whenever she was not sure about something and he explained it clearly. He was not stingy with the tips, always gave extra points on how to improve it or made it her own style.
He knew she had her own taste and she would improvise the recipe once she managed to master the recipe. That was what he did once he learned this recipe years ago.
"And now, your turn," he washed his hands once he was done.
Ryn put down her book and took a deep breath. Suddenly she was a bit nervous. Could she replicate what she just learned?
Harry crossed his arms and watched carefully as Ryn repeated back what he did step by step. He did not have to say anything or remind Ryn anything because she copied everything just like how he showed her. Impressive.
Even when she was making the sauce, she did not need his help at all. Of course, her eyes kept glancing at the recipe but his presence behind her actually gave her strength. She believed that he would point it out if she made any mistake. 
"Congratulations. You really do have talent in cooking," Harry praised.
They were now sitting at the dining table. Two plates of steaks and two small saucers of sauce were in front of them. They also had two clean plates and two sets of cutleries. Two glasses of iced lemon tea were each on their right side.
If there was a crystal vase full of red roses, it would make the atmosphere more romantic. And not to forget two big plump of white candles would make the situation better. Unfortunately, it was only Harry's wishful hope.
They were not having a candlelit dinner. They were simply enjoying the fruit of their work. 
Ryn looked one of the steaks. It was made by her after she learned from Harry. Somehow she was nervous. Would it taste as good as Harry's?
"Why are you looking a bit nervous, Ryn?" Harry asked when he noticed the look.
"I... I'm a bit worried, actually," she confessed.
"Worried?" Harry cocked an eyebrow. "What are you worrying about?"
She lifted her head and looked at him with her big eyes. Unconsciously she chewed her lower lip.
He gulped. He tried not to show how arousing it was when she was doing it. He knew she was not trying to deliberately seduce him. She was just being nervous. But he could not help his own reaction.
Why was she being so beautiful today? Of course, she was beautiful every single day but after spending time cooking with her, he found another of her, the domestic side, which was adorable. She was so focused on cooking, she did not look uncomfortable at all, even when using a knife. There was no hesitation when she touched the meat and when she put it in the hot pan. She was a natural in the kitchen.
And it made his love toward her deeper and deeper. 
"Ryn?" he called her name gently.
"Erm... what if it doesn't taste as good as yours?" It would be heartbroken for her if she could not cook delicious steaks for herself. She did not want to disturb him just to make steaks for her whenever she had the craving. She wanted to make it by herself so she could eat it whenever she felt like it.
"Don't worry. Practice makes perfect. Besides, you haven't tasted it yet. How do you know it's not good enough?" he coaxed her, smiling at how adorable she looked right now.
"Hmm..."
"Now, let's taste yours first so we can see what part should we improve," he lifted up his knife and fork and slowly cut the steak into a small piece. He did not dip it into the sauce but instead, put it directly into his mouth.
She looked at him nervously, waiting for his verdict on her cooking. Would he like it?


On the surface, Ryn looked like a normal quiet girl who only focused on her study and did not even bother
about things outside her study. However, the whole campus was shocked to know she was actually a
popular model who just made a comeback after two years 'retired'. To make them more shocked when a
very popular singer, Jeremy was her ex-boyfriend and now wanted her back. Of course, to add the spice in her life, a model who is her university's mate fell in love with her.
Now she had to choose between these two, as well as balancing her life as a boring student but an exciting model.

*******

“Sign this contract.” He nudged the contract toward her.

“Can I think first?” she asked weakly.

“Five seconds.” Jack felt generous and gave her time to think. “See how good my mood is today?”

"Hey Gon! Come on in to the kitchen. Mary made us something to eat!" Yelled Leorio with his lips stained red.

"That explains the red hands, a bit, but what about all the hair on the floor?"

"Y-yeah I kind of messed up on that end, when I tightened the restraints on the other Kiriko I cut off some of their hair. So in order to make up for my mistake I ended up having to fix their hair. A-at least I tried?" Said Mary as her face turned red from embarrassment.

"Don't worry about it." Sad the woman from before. "Besides I like my hair a little bit shorter anyway!"

"If you're here where's your father?" Asked the Kiriko next to Gon.

"The other Kiriko is over there in the corner." Said Kurapika.

In the darkest corner of the cabin was the Kiriko sulking, it's nice yellow fur reduced down to where you could see bits of his skin poking through.

—————
Around 10 minutes later

"Hey Mary where did you get all the ingredients to make this?" Asked Gon, still shoveling food into his mouth.

"Ummm, I found the pantry, again I'm sorry about that." Mary said while bowing to the Kiriko.

"I'd like to know the recipe actually." Said the woman.

"O-okay the recipe is..."

After a nice meal. and the other Kiriko stopping his sulking in the corner, the four were escorted out of the cabin.

"It's been ages since anyone has been able to tell us apart." Said the Kiriko that didn't have its fur trimmed with a smile on its face to Gon. 

"It personally makes me happy, but, but, my fur, it took so long to grow..." 

"You see before Mary practiced her barber skills, the one we tried trapping together was the husband. Now that he's been shaved I guess people will be able to tell them apart more easily." Said Gon.

"Now on to more clear introductions. I'm their daughter." Said the woman from before.

"I'm their son." Said the previously injured man.

"And we're their parents." Said the two Kiriko in their beast forms.

"Well not that you don't already know, but we Kiriko are the navigators for the hunter exam. The venue location changes every year, and as a result it's difficult to find. So we guide those who come to us to the exam site." Said the shaven Kiriko.

"However, we don't help every candidate." began the woman.

"So we test the applicants to see if they're qualified enough to take the exam." Continued the man.

"Mary."

"Y-Yes."

"You were able to not only use the vaguest of hints to deduce my identity, but you were able to apprehend both my father and myself. Mary showed that she was both knowledgeable and powerful, which makes her more than worthy to take the exam. You pass." Said the woman.

"Way to go Mary." Congratulated Gon.

"T-Thanks."

"Leorio."

"Yes."

"You never realized my true identity. And even fought against the person who did, however you dressed my wounds faster and more thoroughly than a doctor would. Most importantly you continued to reassure me that my "wife" was safe."

"S-stop it it's embarrassing," Leorio said, pushing up his glasses.

"Your compassion makes you worthy to take the hunter exam. Thus you pass."

"R-Really?! Thank goodness..."

"You did it." Said Gon.

"Kurapika."

"Yes."

"You also demonstrated that you are very knowledgeable, by being able to discern my identity by my tattoo on my right arm, which means single for life. Therefore you also pass." Said the man.

"Way to go Kurapika!" Said Gon.

"Yeah."

"And finally, Gon."

"Yes!"

"Your superhuman physical ability and perception makes you more than worthy to take the Hunter Exam. You pass."

"G-great job Gon!"

"Thanks!" He said with a smile on his face.

"All right! We will now take you to the exam site!" Said the four Kiriko.

"But how are you going to take us?" Asked Leorio.

"By flying of course."

The four Kiriko, in their beast forms suddenly changed their arms into long wings. Unfortunately for the Kiriko, two had to take Leorio at a time because of his weight. In the night sky one could see the faint silhouettes of beasts carry four people.

—————

It was already late into the morning when Mary and the others had arrived in Zaban City. The streets were busy with activity as many walked down and up them, looking at the items for sale and setting up their own shops. There were stalls with exquisite pottery, some with toys, of which Mary bought a wooden soldier, and some with produce. There were also some sketchy stalls per say, ones with cheap jewelry sold at a high price, some with deadly items such as poisons, and even a few clearly fraudulent fortune tellers. Because it was unnecessary only one of the four navigators accompanied them, it was the "injured" Kiriko in his human form that led them. He had led them to a tall and grand building, the stone pillars near the entrance holding up a building made of a beautifully carved stone exterior with windows that seemed to glimmer in the sunlight all over the building.

"So, this is the exam site... this is what draws..." began Leorio.

"Hunter applications from across the world." Finished Kurapika.

"My first shot at the Hunter Exam... This excitement... I wonder if this is what Dad felt, when he first arrived."

Before they could take a step Mary called out to them. "H-hey guys! It's over here!"

Unlike the grand building next to it, in front of them is what appeared to be an old tavern, a picture of a steak on the top of the building was the main eye catcher.

"Wait, is this a joke? Any way you look at it, it's just a restaurant!" Said Leorio. "You're not saying all Hunter Exam applicants are meant to assemble there?"

"That's it exactly." Said the navigator. "No one would expect the Hunter Exam, with its millions of candidates to be located, here right? At least that's what I thought too until meeting her." Said the navigator while pointing at Mary who was too busy trying to fit her toy soldier into a book.

"Hey Mary, what's that book for?" Asked Kurapika.

"It's something that's kept me alive for these past couple of years." Said Mary with a serious tone.

"O-okay." Said Leorio, surprised at her sudden shift from being happy to being serious in an instant.

Walking into the restaurant the were greeted by what seemed to be the head chef of the location. "Welcome!"

"Is the back room open?" Asked the navigator.

"What'll it be?" He asked.

"The steak combo that will make me see the light. For four."

In a serious tone the chef asked, "For four...eh? How do you want them?"

"Grilled over a low flame, until done."

"Got it. Please seat yourself in the back room."

After walking over to the back room the navigator spoke to them, "wait here."

"Wait? Where are the others?" Asked Leorio.

"I can't wait for the steak combo!" Gon said with an extreme amount of enthusiasm.

"Gon that was just a password to get us inside." Explained Kurapika.

"Oh man, so we don't get to eat?" Complained Gon.

"One in every ten thousand...That's the number of applicants who make it this far. You've done extremely well for first-timers. Well good luck." Said the navigator before finally leaving. 

A click sounded in the room before they felt they were being lowered somewhere.

"T-this is it guys! We finally made it!" Shouted Mary.

The story of “sweet” little girl who has some minor mental issues. (If you have a weak stomach or in general dislike gore move on from this novel)

Disclaimer: The fan fic will get more gruesome as time goes on (nen system helps with some more interesting deaths) but it will not be fully focused on just gore, there will be no romantic interest with the main character, people will be used for the sole purpose as being stepping stones for the mc, also the original four will all play their respective roles in the main character’s character/strength. Also other than the original characters/arcs I do not own anything. Cover picture is not mine either if requested by the owner I will remove it.
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Thousands of wisps of spiritual energy came. The parting steam moved again as it was absorbed, congregating above the steak before seeping into it.
The steak was arranged on the plate. Meat Demon Harry sprayed some minced spirit herbs. Then, his ladle scooped the steaming hot gravy and poured it on the steak.
Sizzle! Sizzle! Sizzle! 
While the gravy was being poured, the steak moved. The entire steak shivered as if it was still alive.
"Hehehe… Heaven Shaking Mountain Pass Steak! Done…"
Rolls of fat on Meat Demon Harry's body shook hard as he chuckled. His eyes narrowed into slits, where light was sparkling.
He was holding a round plate with the ruddy steak in the middle, which was soaked in brown-red gravy. The hot, thick sauce slowly flowed on the sides and around it. 
The steak swelled up, fanning in an irregular semicircle with twinkling light that looked a little strange. It looked like a rising volcano that gave people pressure.
Meat Demon Harry had finished the dish first, and it made many people cheer in surprise. He was indeed worthy of being the ranked fifth chef! At first glance, his dish astonished people much.
However, on the other side, Bu Fang had just got on his right track.
Bu Fang parted his lips, spraying a cluster of gold-and-red flame under the Black Turtle Constellation Wok. Instantly, the temperature inside the Black Turtle Constellation Wok rocketed.
Neither fast nor slow, he added the spices he had prepared well. He blanched them, then began to stew. At the same time, he started to prepare the Taotie's steak.
Previously, he had used the spine of his knife to pat the Taotie's steak for a while. It was how he relaxed the meat texture, making it elastic. It was also done to facilitate the spirit energy and essence energy inside the steak.
Bu Fang raised his black-and-white bandaged hand, where the souls of the Black and White Taoties were being kept. Snapping his fingers, a fire spark appeared on his other hand. After this, his bandaged hand made a cutting gesture, and the flame covered his entire arm instantly.
The Dragon Bone Kitchen Knife moved, sending the well-patted steak into the air. It rolled once, then fell. With a thud, the steak fell onto Bu Fang's hand, supporting it with his palm.
What did Bu Fang want to do? 
Many people were a little puzzled as they had no idea what Bu Fang wanted to cook.
Chu Changsheng was astonished and anticipating at the same time. Even with his broad knowledge, he didn't know what Bu Fang wanted to cook.
He got a wok there. Why did he want to cook with his hand?
Sizzle! Sizzle! Sizzle! 
The Mysterious Earth and Heaven Flame in Bu Fang's palm scattered, turning into a fire vortex before lifting up the steak. The steak was hovering above the fire vortex, rolling as it was being cooked by the flame.
He used his hand to cook…
It looked interesting. It was the first time people saw such an interesting cooking method.
Using the palm to cook, they could do that with their power. However, this cooking method consumed a lot of true energy and mental energy. If they were careless, they would exhaust themselves. Similarly, when their true energy wasn't supplied continuously, the ingredient would be destroyed instantly. 
Thus, if they wanted to use their palm to cook, they must be very confident in their energy control. 
However, in the case of a serious cooking battle, no chef would choose this risky and unstable cooking method. That was why even though many people thought that Bu Fang's cooking method was new and interesting, most of them believed that Bu Fang was going to trap himself and get himself defeated. 
Sizzle! Sizzle! Sizzle!
The flame in Bu Fang's hand quietly burned the Taotie's meat hovering above it.
Bu Fang closed his eyes. A moment later, his powerful mental energy surged immediately, and the air around him seemed to stagnate. 
As his mental force surged, Bu Fang's heat control became more skillful. For this particular dish, it was the most important. 
The steak slowly changed, looking more magnificent in ruddy hue. The golden oily juice began to ooze from it and drip before being evaporated by the flame. 
During the roasting process, Bu Fang's other hand didn't stay idle. He continually sprayed more spices onto the steak. Those powder-spice spirit herbs had an astonishing fragrance. As soon as they touched the steak, they were absorbed instantly.
It made the steak more vivid and mouthwatering. 
The rolling aroma continually surged, tantalizing and whetting people's appetites. 
Bu Fang's hand shook once. The steak was sent into the sky, rolled half a round, then fell. After that, it was being roasted again. 
The side that got roasted well with oil looked tender and had white steam lingering on it. As the heat waves entered the meat, it slightly shivered. 
Incredibly attractive!
The projecting formation zoomed in, captured the image, and projected it.
Many of the audience sensed a thick and meaty aroma attacking their nostrils. They smacked their lips and tongues as they did want to eat it. 
Bu Fang's closed eyes slowly opened, his face still emotionless. Heat control wasn't a tough matter to him. 
Originally, he intended to cook the Sweet 'n' Sour Ribs or the Red Braised Meat as they were the dishes he had already excelled in. However, after one night of mulling over it, Bu Fang decided to cook the steak—a recipe he wasn't really familiar with—because he suddenly remembered a meat dish in his previous life. 
The meat became all ruddy, and the color of raw meat was all gone.
Bu Fang's eyes focused to sense the meat, detecting that it had been cooked around sixty percent. Then, his other hand shook once, picking up the porcelain jar on the station. He opened the seal, allowing the sweet aroma of the wine to escape.
He poured the murmuring wine in that porcelain jar. 
At that moment, the cool wine was like pure water. It looked like a lively silk ribbon that crossed the air and tangled with the steak in his hand.
Sizzle! Sizzle! Sizzle! 
The wine covered the steak, and its fragrance emitted at once. The misty steam coming from it covered Bu Fang instantly, hindering people from seeing him.
Swish. 
The surging white steam was absorbed. After a while, it swirled up. 
Swish. 
The white steam diffused from the meat when it fell on a blue-and-white porcelain plate. It seemed to become a ball, revolving between Bu Fang's hands. It was shrinking as he was compressing it into a small ball. Eventually, he tucked it under the steak. 
Next, he took out a red spirit fruit. The knife moved, and in an instant, the spirit fruit was minced and scattered. 
A vivid and life-like miniature Taotie emerged with astonishing aura.
The Black Turtle Constellation Wok was opened, and thick fragrance immediately soared up into the sky. 
After taking out the garnish from the wok and placing it around the steak, people heard something crackling.
White steam surged from underneath the steak, and the blue-and-white porcelain plate underneath it set it off, making it look like it had immortal energy.
Next, the Dragon Bone Kitchen Knife in his hand moved, gently touching the steak to feel its response.
"Okay, it's good. Seventy percent cooked." 
Bu Fang took a step back, exhaling gently. He untied the velvet rope to release his hair before saying, "Bu Fang's secret recipe, Seventy-percent cooked Taotie's Steak. Done."
Actually, Bu Fang didn't spend a lot of time to cook. Not long after Meat Demon had done, Bu Fang also finished his dish. 
And, at this moment, Meat Demon was bringing the dish to the judges' table.
Chu Changsheng and the others left their seats, walking to see the steak.
Meat Demon Harry's steak slightly rose with faint twinkling light. It had astonished many people.
As for Meat Demon Harry, he was grinning in a smug manner. 
"It's called Heavenly Shaking Mountain Pass Steak! I used the sirloin of the Heavenly Shaking Deer, a spirit beast at the Divine Soul Realm with a three-step soul ladder. It's cooked with my special recipe and spices. I hope you like it." 
After saying that, the chopper in Meat Demon Harry's hand slashed at the steak as fast as lightning. The sudden action made people gasp.
What did Harry want to do? He wanted to destroy the dish he had just finished cooking?
The judges also had their eyes shrunk, looking at Meat Demon Harry skeptically. The chopper was really sharp. With one slash, it could even break the china plate! 
However, Harry just smiled. 
Swish.
Shortly, the chopper stopped, right about one inch above the dish. This move made many people's hearts squeeze. 
A wisp of blade energy emerged. The chopper rose above the steak, and the steak immediately got a cut… 
In just a wink, sizzling steam soared up into the sky from the steak!
The steak was halved directly. Various sauces flowed through the enticing meat texture, which was too beautiful to behold.
The meat aroma diffused, flooding the entire place. Everybody gasped in excitement and admiration.
Chu Changsheng took a deep breath. His entire mouth was filled with the smell of meat.
Indeed, in the Valley of Gluttony, Meat Demon Harry ranked among the best in studying meat. Not many people could become his rival.
The knives were brought to the table. Chu Changsheng took one, then cut a small piece from the steak. He directly forked the steak with his knife before bringing it to his mouth.
As soon as the meat entered his mouth, Chu Changsheng's brows twitched. 
His serious eyes immediately radiated essence radiance! 


In a fantasy world where martial artists can split mountains and creeks with a wave of their hand and break rivers with a kick, there exists a little restaurant like this.
The restaurant isn't large, but it is a place where countless apex existences will rush into.
There, you can taste egg-fried rice made from phoenix eggs and dragon blood rice.
There, you can drink strong wine brewed from vermillion fruit and water from the fountain of life.
There, you can taste the barbecued meat of a ninth grade supreme beast sprinkled with black pepper.
What? You want to abduct the chef? That's not going to happen, because there's a tenth grade divine beast, the Hellhound, lying at the entrance.
Oh, that chef also has a robotic assistant that killed a ninth grade supreme being with a single hand and a group of crazy women whose stomachs were conquered.
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Releasing: Mon, Thu, Fri, and Weekends

Ray now has start to study cut vagetable and meat with Mrs. Pai, 2 days ago Ray just like wash machine from morning until evening, and he has met Protagonis Li Maoxin but he now age 10 years and Karin.
7 days later Ray Study how Cook and know spicy. Mrs. Pai has many colection book all spicy and recipe. Today Ray has 30 days in resto kikkaro now he must go to Provinci Canton to Colect part Legendary kitchen utensils.
" Status"
[Name: Ray
 Job: The Gamer
 Level: 15 (0/15000) exp
 HP:200
 MP:100
 STR:23 (+) up
VIT:19 (+) up
AGI:16 (+) up
INT:13 (+)
WIS: 9 (+)
LUCK:29(+) up
Point:70
Affinity: empity
Inventory: Soul Stone 300, Silver 5000000 tael
Skill:
Passive: Acting LV3(30/300), Handycrafts LV31(3500/31000), Wash LV40(200/40000),Cook LV33(209/33000), Knife LV50(3000/50000),Taste LV34(2590/34000), Smell LV39(3500/39000), Gamer Body(Max), Gamer Mind(Max).
Aktif: Observasi LV70 (50/70000), Dungeon 31(200/31000),Spiral Energi Bom LV13(100/13000), Spin Mana Arrow LV21(300/21000).
Ability: Shuttle Though
Ray always train body because when he work in the kitchen need more stamina. Its good when he had stat has many growing. and he he has earn many silver currency in Dungeon zombie how good to became rich.
With his skill now he must go to Provinci Canton to Steal Knife Legendary, but before that he must thanks to Mrs. Pai which give him shelter and have taught him skill cooking.
" Thanks you for all guidence Mrs. Pai, I now must continue the journey to see world" Ray said to Mrs. Pai, to Ray 'Mrs. Pai' has been considered as aunt.
" take care you self on road, here i give you few silver because you had no salary, and food" when Ray heard that, never imagine he have salary.
" thanks you" Ray awkward
" bye.. take care your self" said Mrs. Pai' and assistant resto
"bye"
Ray has arrived in provinsi Canton he ask passerby where iin. he must make plan to Steal Legendary kitchen knife in Temple Da Xian, he pretty confident because he has inventory.
" Okay tomorrow i check where item Legendary put in" Ray mumble him self, while his body toward iin.
"Welcome guest iin Xin Xin, what you need?" landlord ask ray
" Hello boss, i want order one room in two days" Ray answer landlord
" This key room number 5 guest"
Ray not stay in room, he must see restoran Yosen Shuka which famous in Canton.
" Welcome in Yosen Shuka. what you order guest?" Ray who in to the resto see many costumer and he have welcome by pretty girl which color hair red, its must be Meily daughter Mr. Chou Yu.
" ehem, well i heard resto Yosen Shuka famous in Canton, yosh i order Bok coy and steak green pepper 2 portion"
" Okay please wait"
a hour later Ray come back toward iin after eat in resto Yosen Shuka, when he arrived in room he remember his family its family okay, what mother cook today, Ray hope family accept when he has dead.
today he really tired because travel he must sleep but he must take a bath first, because tomorrow he must Steal Legendary kitchen utensils.

When you have dream like can i have item in film or anime maybe live can wonderful.
Follow Ray shuttle to another world to colect item and happy to realize his dream in second live.
though world: Cooking master boy to colect Legendary cook item, to Shokugeki No Shoma to colect recipe food, maybe can add later?

Late in the night, after Lucien finished separating the three rays and managed to figure out some of their characteristics, his cognition world changed again: two brand new light spots representing the two new elements showed up, and following the periodicity, the two light spots joined the trajectory of how the previously existing elements were operating.
With no special feature, one of the two elements did not have color and seemed to be rather "lazy", while there were three different rays shooting out from the other silver-colored spot—one ray had no color or smell, one had mixed colors that were hard to describe, and the third one had some special connection with the electrons surrounding the elements. The rays contained many missing magic symbols in them and together they constructed a rather weird model.
From the incomplete model, Lucien felt the power of cursing—the power to kill when one had no idea of what was going on. 
Lucien was not good at using curses, and so it would take him at least half a year to complete the model and turn it into a real magic spell. Experienced as he was, he made the conclusion very quickly. So, if he wanted to improve an existing curse spell, it was going to take him at least five years as there was no guidance from his own cognition world to help him.
It seemed to him that this curse spell was of a quite high level, probably around the sixth circle, as its structure was more complex than that of Elemental Order. If Lucien had some radioactive elements as the reagent, as a senior-rank-mage-to-be, he should be able to cast it two to three times before his spiritual power was drained up.
Before the discovery of the electron, Elemental Order was a third circle spell. Now, Lucien had improved the spell to the standard of the fifth circle, and its power had been strengthened by twenty percent.
Although the structure of this cursing spell was complicated, with the help of the reagents and proper casting, Lucien should be able to use it with his outstanding mathematical knowledge and magic analysis ability, but the cost was great.
Lucien started to consider how to name the cursing spell: Invisible Death? Arcana Curse? Evans's Shadow? Lucien's Stare? Professor's Solicitude? Knowing that in a year or even half that he would obtain a new cursing spell, he was in a pretty good mood.
Later, Lucien started to use the element of helium as the reagent for casting. He was trying to get helium from the air. Lucien was doing so by using the fifth-circle spell called Hathaway's Collecting Spell, which was a must-have for most advanced magic labs. However, its magic circle was too expensive for the common labs.
After casting the spell, Lucien did not sense any gas gathering. Frowning, he guessed that it was because the proportion of helium in the air was too low. Fortunately, Lucien's lab was equipped with the fancy magic circles. So Lucien turned them on and finally collected a few tubes of helium.
This made Lucien think of his future methods for collecting his casting materials. Maybe in the future, Lucien could gather adequate materials in the space, but the radiation there was too terrible. So far, Lucien could only turn to Mr. Fernando for help.
The Eye of Curse, Atlant, was studying the cursed vase. Although he did not have a specific target like Lucien, and he was not an expert in arcana, it was also just a matter of time for Atlant to find the fact that a certain kind of ray was actually from the atomic nucleus of helium and create the new cursing spell.
Therefore, Lucien was planning on developing the paper about the new cursing spell as soon as possible and waited for the proper chance to publish it, so hopefully, he could get a few more years of the exclusive right of the new magic spell.
The Congress had developed its mature way of thinking to come up with new spells once a new theory or finding was put forward, no matter it was for constructing a new cursing spell or the improvement of a new ice and snow spell. Therefore, it totally made sense that Lucien could come up with these two new spells within such a short period of time.
Staying focused, Lucien started to use the magic circles to liquefy helium.
…
It was close to the early morning. In an advanced magic circle, there were drops of colorless liquid in front of Lucien.
Suddenly, in Lucien's half-substantialized cognition world, part of the colorless light spots turned into a light drizzle and then ice and snow followed. The mysterious, crystal-like magic symbols showed up. Although the symbols were complex, they were still not complete.
Following the Congress' mature way of thinking, and according to what he had learned from his fellow students, Lucien made a quick evaluation that he could complete the magic structure within three days. However, the magic spell was going to be very dangerous and complex, and it required a more powerful pressure magic spell than Pressure Cage to be completed.
To maximize the power, the ultimate version of the spell should be of the ninth circle. At the ninth circle, the temperature created by the spell would be one degree above absolute zero!
If to make it more practical, Lucien did not have to use a very powerful pressure, the temperature created by the spell would be about three or four degrees Celsius above absolute zero, and the level of the spell should be about the seventh circle.
It was a very powerful and terrifying ice and snow magic spell! Even Lucien himself was very surprised. The temperature created by most of the spells owned by Ashikana, the senior-rank mage who specialized in snow and ice magic, was still about fifteen degrees above absolute zero. Lucien started to wonder whether that was the limit for ice and snow magic.
However, he was never an expert in this field, and he had never studied the legendary snow and ice magic spells. Maybe the temperature created by some of the legendary level magic spells had already got very close to the absolute zero, but they cost too much to cast.
What made Lucien's upcoming ice and snow magic spells more terrifying was its practicality. The most challenging part of the spell—the construction of the structure of helium, its liquidation, or even solidification—could all be prepared in advance using the casting reagents, which could bring the degree of difficulty for casting the spell to about the sixth circle.
Right now, however, Lucien still had to solve one problem—how could he cast the spell without freezing himself to death?
Lucien carefully collected a tube of liquefied helium in an expensive tube, inside of which there were vacuum layers and heat shields.
One single tube like this was worth a level five magic item. After the discovery of the electron, the Congress had finally approved the institution's application and gave the institution five of the tubes. To make further progress in developing this ice and snow spell, Lucien needed a lot of money!
Lucien had some clues to solve the biggest problem: first of all, it should be a ray spell instead of range attack; Also, Lucien had to activate a vacuum shield to protect himself. But no matter how Lucien designed the magic, using the magic was still going to be dangerous for him. Lucien than started to consider how to name this spell. After a while, he had decided to name the seventh -circle version Evans' Freezing Ray, and its ninth-circle version Snow Goddess' Whip.
After putting forward laser and magnetic trap, Lucien thought to himself that he would be able to construct a legendary spell probably named Snow Goddess' Forgiveness… or maybe Professor's Forgiveness. Lucien amused himself when thinking of this. When he became more capable and was ready to enter the upper air or the starry sky, Lucien would find the existence of positive electron, and then possibly he could create the magic spells such as Substance Demolishment or Positive Electron Artillery…
…
Although he had been working for the whole night, Lucien was super excited. Because he was going to carry around the tube in which the liquefied helium was stored, he was quite concerned that once the tube somehow got broken, that would be the very end of him.
"So, your experiment is done?" A familiar and childish voice came into Lucien's ears.
Lucien was taken aback. When he looked back, he was amused. Alferris, the little crystal dragon, was wearing a white apron and holding a plate on which there was a bloody steak. The little crystal dragon was right now looking at Lucien in an ingratiatory manner.
"What's this, Alferris?" Lucien asked, trying not to laugh.
"Your breakfast!" said Alferris as if it was too obvious for Lucien to ask, "I can cook well!"
Looking at Alferris' crystal scales, and the rare steak on the plate, Lucien rubbed his forehead, "Where did you learn how to cook… Wait, why are you cooking breakfast for me?"
"I learned it from a book called A Cannibal's Secret Recipe. Many dragons have told me that I'm a good chef!" Alferris did not answer Lucien's second question.
Lucien asked, "What's the recipe…?"
"Tear it, roast, eat." Alferris tried hard to recall what was on the booklet.
Lucien cleared his throat a bit, "So… Why are you following me, then?"
Alferris suddenly jumped forward and licked Lucien with its red tongue, "Boss, please keep me!"
"Don't!" Lucien was scared, "I don't want to die with you!"
He was still carrying the tube!
When Lucien was considering whether he should spend a barrel of money to have the little dragon be his guard for the following few years, Bellak came back with the first-round investigation report.


"A falling star has brought the chaos. The throne of fate has lost its master. The nonbeliever who walks in light and darkness will make his debut."
In this magic world, knowledge is power.

After exploring the entire food street in one afternoon, Mag and Amy both got onto the horse-drawn carriage with content expressions and bulging stomachs.
Mag had given Sinclair a handwritten recipe of his roast beef. During lunchtime, Sinclair had cooked a batch of roast beef according to that recipe, and Mag had been present alongside him to give him some instructions. From here onward, Sinclair's talent and hard work would decide how much business his roast beef attracted.
As for his decision to ask Sinclair to reinstate the name of the restaurant, the reasoning behind that was quite simple.
Sinclair was indeed a very interesting person, but Mag had already done him a great kindness by giving him a complete recipe of his roast beef; there was no need to allow him to further improve his business by using Mamy Restaurant's name.
If Sinclair's roast beef kebabs were of a satisfactory standard to him the next time he came to Rodu, he could perhaps consider making his stand a branch of Mamy Restaurant.
When the horse-drawn carriage passed by Cary's Rotisseries, Sinclair's cart was already gone. As for the rotisserie, it remained to be seen how long it would take to recover from this slump. Perhaps the restaurant would be forced into a further decline by Sinclair's brand-new roast meat stand.
The atmosphere in the second prince's manor was still quite tense and gloomy. The horse-drawn carriage entered the manor through the side door, and Mag had only just disembarked when the butler rushed over to him with a slightly forced smile on his face. "You're finally back, Master Mag. His Highness is still waiting for you to cook him dinner."
"His Highness still hasn't had dinner yet?" Mag swore internally. He had intentionally returned after dinnertime. Night had already settled over the entire city, but who would've thought that Josh would still be waiting for him to cook dinner?
"Indeed. His Highness specifically told us that he would only eat your cooking tonight, but you didn't come back this entire time. I was just about to go out and find you." The butler nodded with a hint of blame in his voice as he took the souvenirs that Mag had bought from him. As he did so, he urged, "Master Mag, I'll hold onto these for you. Let's go to the kitchen now."
"Sure." Mag nodded in response. It was his final night here, so he had to leave Josh with a lasting impression of him.
"Oh, by the way, Master Mag, His Highness says that he doesn't want the spicy grilled fish tonight; the other dishes will suffice," the butler suddenly added.
"That's a real pity." A genuinely forlorn expression appeared on Mag's face.
Mag prepared a braised chicken and rice and a black pepper steak for Josh, and then gestured for the female servant nearby to bring it out on a platter. He then untied his apron, and was just about to return to his room when the butler from before hurried over to Mag again. "Master Mag, His Highness would like to see you. Please come with me."
Mag's expression stiffened ever so slightly upon hearing this, but he quickly nodded, and said, "Sure."
After following the butler into the grand dining hall near the kitchen, Mag discovered that Josh was currently dining on his steak. Even though it had only been a day since Mag had last seen him, Josh seemed to have aged many years. His features were slightly pale, and there was messy stubble on his face. His hair was a complete mess, and the dark rings around his eyes suggested that he had yet to sleep following the incident on the fifth street. If one were to look closely, they would be able to see a faint scar on his throat that hadn't been there the day before.
If it weren't for the lavish robes that he was wearing, Josh would look no different from a homeless drunkard living under a bridge. Even as he ate his steak, he was doing so in a completely unrefined way with terrible table manners, just as if he were a caveman.
Josh put down his knife and fork upon hearing the sound of footsteps outside. He looked up at Mag, and his eyes glazed over slightly. For some reason, the image of the black claymore slashing toward him resurfaced in his mind, and his hand tightened around the knife in his grasp. However, his grip relaxed again at the sight of the smile on Mag's face.
Josh looked at Mag, and nodded as he said, "Master Mag, you won the best dish award during the royal banquet yesterday, so it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that you're the best chef in the world. However, are you really unwilling to stay in Rodu? Even if you don't want to cook at my manor, I can grant you almost any plot of land in Rodu for you to open a restaurant twice as large as the one you have in Chaos City."
Mag shook his head, and replied, "Thank you for your kind offer, but I refused His Majesty's kindness yesterday, and I must also do the same again here."
Josh looked into the Mag's eyes for a while, and only withdrew his gaze with a smile after a brief silence. "So be it. Even Father couldn't convince you to stay, so I certainly won't do any better in that regard. It's just a pity that I won't be able to taste such delicious steak again in the future. My offer here stands indefinitely. If you ever want to come to Rodu, contact me, and I'll sort out everything for you."
"Thank you, Your Highness." Mag nodded with a smile in response; his expression remained unchanged throughout.
"You're going back to Chaos City tomorrow, so you should go and get some rest." Josh picked up his knife and fork again, and continued to dine on his steak.
"I'll be taking my leave, then." Mag cupped his fist in a salute, and then departed after shooting a surreptitious glance at the curtain beside him.
Not long after Mag had departed, two black figures quickly strode in through the door.
One of the black-robed figures half-knelt onto the ground, and reported in a respectful voice, "Your Highness, we found nothing suspicious in Mag's room, nor did we find the Tian Du sword."
"Your Highness, according to reliable sources, we've already verified Mag's true identity. His real name is Noya Gould. The Gould Family was once a small noble family as one of their forefathers had been a chef for a former king, but they gradually fell from grace, and by the time they reached Noya Gould's generation, their family had already lost their dukeship.
"Five years ago, they struck up a vendetta against Timothy of the Barkly Family over an elf, and his entire family was killed as a result, but he managed to escape from Rodu with that elf. Apparently, that elf was pregnant at the time, and judging from the time period that these events occurred in, the child should be around the same age was Mag's daughter. It's most likely the case that he forged this new identity for himself to avoid his enemies." The black-robed man delivered the report in a brisk tone.
"Is this information accurate?" Josh's brows furrowed as he recalled that claymore strike from the night before once again.
"It matches the information we received back from Chaos City, so there's a very good chance that it's accurate," the black-robed man replied.
"Timothy of the Barkly Family, eh? He is indeed a smart man. Even after arriving at the royal palace, he knew that he was still no match for Timothy, so he decided to run away again." A cold smile appeared on Josh's face.
The black-robed man asked, "Your Highness, seeing as we were able to glean his true identity, there will most likely be other people in Rodu who can do the same. Should we deploy some people to protect him?"
"Protect him? Heh." Josh chuckled coldly as a cruel sneer appeared on his face. "Take this information to Young Master Timothy as quickly as possible. Tell him that the one who stole his woman away from him is still alive, and he has an adorable daughter."
The black-robed man was rather perplexed by this order, but he still accepted it in a respectful manner.
Josh chewed on his steak with a little more force than necessary as a dark expression appeared on his face. "Why do all of you have everything I want, yet I have nothing? All of you deserve to die!"


In Chaos City on the Norland Continent, there is a strange restaurant.

Here, elves and dwarves share tables. Beastmen are prohibited from making a din, and giant dragons can only seat around the tiny square in front of the restaurant. Even demons have to bring their own stools…

But it is such a strange restaurant that has long lines outside every day.

Elves are stuffing kebabs, paying no mind to their manners; giant dragons are sitting around a hot pot, strainers in their hands; demons are eating nice-looking dango…

"There's no other place on this continent where you can find food like that! The boss here is a genius!" a customer provides such a review. Then, he gives a furtive look at the door. "Also, don't you think of kidnapping the boss away or dine-and-dashing, or you will suffer a tragic death."

"Eat, pay, or you will be beaten to death." says a cute little girl in her childish voice as she trots forward. A five-meter tall dragon shivers when it meets her eyes.

"Oh, they must be cooking."

"… I'm watching, too."

Janet answered in a chic voice. The kitchen, was it to show an example? Cho Min Joon and Anderson stood in front of the cooking station. Cho Min Joon spoke in a low but clear voice, "There are two dishes you need to make. The first is tomato spaghetti with shrimp and scallops, and salmon steak with fried radish and veloute sauce. Here are the recipes."

"Me and Min Joon will now show you an example of the pasta and steak. If there's anything you don't understand from the recipes, please watch us for reference. Then… let's begin."

They began cooking before the contestants could even get their minds together. Anderson took over the tomato spaghetti while Cho Min Joon took over the salmon steak.

It wasn't a complicated dish, but that didn't mean it was easy either. What many people misunderstood was that the simpler the process, the easier the dish. But that wasn't true.

Even when trying to fry a fish with salt, many people burnt the outside because they couldn't control the heat. And it wasn't just the beginners. Chefs, even chefs with good skills easily burnt fish when they let their guard down.

The same went for tomato spaghetti. Kinds of pasta that used tomato as a base for the sauce often had difficulty in the process of making the sauce. And the reason was simple, because it was hard to make the flavor of the tomato sauce come alive.

When frying raw tomatoes over the fire, the hardest part was cooking them just right. Since there was water in the crushed tomatoes, it was hard to judge when it was cooked, and they had to rely on their tongue, but that wasn't easy either. It wasn't easy to constantly smell the scent of the tomato and get the flavor just right.

Of course, there was also the method of using experienced sense as well as a timer. But in order to rely on sense, one needed the tastebuds of someone like Kaya, so what the contestants had to rely on was the time of cooking that was written on the recipe.

'Yeah, that's how it is for contestants.'

Cho Min Joon opened his eyes sharply. The recipes were both worth 8 points. Rachel's recipe was simple.   Vegetable broth, veloute sauce made of thyme, fresh cream, and lemon zest, along with radish fried with corn starch. On top of that, she would add the fried salmon on top with lemon salt and pepper, and then flambee everything with white wine.

It was a good recipe to check for the basics. When frying unfamiliar ingredients, it was easy to be taken aback, and radish was even worse. Grilling salmon was probably familiar to most, but that didn't matter. It was all about how much they had cooked the familiar dish in such a nervewracking environment.

Cho Min Joon started off by preparing the materials. First came the vegetable broth. Cho Min Joon turned on the stove and picked up the knife. Cho Min Joon didn't hesitate for a single moment. He began to slice the vegetables on the cutting board into large pieces.

After preparing the broth ingredients, it was time to work on the veloute sauce. Cho Min Joon melted the butter with flour. That part wasn't hard. The problem was the matter of boiling it down so that it wouldn't burn while also adding other broth ingredients. If he didn't stir it frequently, it was easy to burn.

So even while working on other things, he had to keep his attention on the veloute sauce. That was the difficult part of the test. When running a business, the veloute sauce was often prepared ahead of time, but in this case, they had to prepare everything. It was easy to lose focus, and as a result, lack of quality.

If it was anyone else, that would've been the case.

But Cho Min Joon remained unshaken. Even while making the flour, frying, making lemon salt, and grilling salmon on the frying pan, Cho Min Joon wasn't taken aback. It was almost as if there were two people working on it, not just one.

"I thought the show might've exaggerated his skills… But is that really someone with no kitchen experience?"

"… I see why people call him a genius."

"It's different for Anderson since he's worked at his parents' restaurant before…"

The contestants whispered to each other in awe. He looked perfect, and it was inevitable. Cho Min Joon put his soul onto the cooking station every time he completed a Grand Chef mission.

It was a different situation from a real kitchen. Restricted time, and unfamiliar themes. It wasn't just once or twice that he had to focus more than ever before. And Cho Min Joon didn't lose the lessons he learned from what he experienced. In order to keep that sense alive, he stood in front of the cooking station instead of sleeping.

And that led to today and right now. It wasn't surprising that Cho Min Joon didn't show any flaws. An Asian man with shaved black hair who was standing in the middle of the contestants took turns looking at Cho Min Joon's eyes and hands.

'He's so cool…'

The man looked at Cho Min Joon with admiration. There was a time when he wanted to quit being a chef, but that was when he learned about Cho Min Joon. Grand Chef, the beginner chef who made his presence known among many amateur chefs, and the man with the perfect palate.

Aside from being Asian, his abilities were much more superior than his to be compared, but what Garrick thought was cool wasn't Cho Min Joon's abilities. It was his attitude. Whenever he cooked, his face and fingers, as well as his heart, could be felt in his dishes. Love and tenacity, he could sense all of that through the screen, and now, he was seeing it in person.

And it wasn't just Garrick who sensed such things. It wasn't just Cho Min Joon, but Anderson who also gave off a similar attitude. What they were preparing were examples, but they were cooking as if it was a real competition.

Cooking, in a sense, it was a broad field. But that also meant that it was a field where focusing was hard. That was what many experienced chefs had said. They cooked all of their lives, but they didn't know what cooking meant. They weren't saying it out of modesty. They really had no idea.

Some would say using the knife and fire and adding ingredients was cooking, but no chef was satisfied with that answer. What they chased after all of their lives wasn't that but cooking itself, and what made the small difference between dishes was the intent behind cooking.

And Cho Min Joon and Anderson looked very certain. They knew very well what they were doing and what path they were walking. They knew what cooking was. They had to. If they hadn't, they would've had looked like they were in love. A person couldn't love what he or she didn't know.

'These kids… are teaching me.'

Rachel smiled while watching from afar. She felt as though watching them helped her remind her of the path that she had forgotten.

The dishes were complete. Cho Min Joon looked down at his dish as if he was satisfied. On top of veloute sauce was fried radish, and the salmon steak on top was shiny with a crispy peel. The score was 8 points. That meant he didn't make a mistake.

Anderson finished his dish without any mistakes either. Among the beautiful pieces of scallop, little pieces of shrimp could be found within the spaghetti noodles. Anderson opened his mouth.

"What do you think? Do you get it?"

"Yes."

"That's not good."

In response to one of the contestants' answer, Cho Min Joon immediately answered. He tapped the salmon steak and said, "The key is always in the flavor. Every single gesture I made while cooking is contained on this plate, so you must taste it."

Cho Min Joon sliced the radish and salmon. It was not enough for 15 people to taste, but since it was just to taste, it didn't matter. The same went for Anderson. But in his case, they just had to taste the sauce. After all, what they had to check that the recipe didn't tell them was how well the tomato sauce needed to be cooked.

Gerrick put a piece of Cho Min Joon's salmon into his mouth with an excited face. The size of the radish and salmon was no bigger than his thumb. But just as his teeth crushed into the crispy skin and the moist meat, the sweet buttery scent of the veloute sauce with lemon zest spread throughout his mouth, and the salmon on top of his tongue melted like ice cream.

"Ah…!"

That was when he moaned. The taste was so charming that it made him forget his nervousness. They looked at Cho Min Joon with surprise. Some of them thought that he only obtained the position of demi chef because of his image as the perfect palate on TV shows.

But tasting his food changed their minds. Not a single person believed that they were more skilled than Cho Min Joon. Cho Min Joon deserved to be a demi chef, and they would be honored to work as his assistant.

The same went for Anderson's tomato spaghetti. The sauce on the noodles heated up their bodies so much, and they wondered if tomato had always been so sweet.

'Am I… supposed to make this?'

That thought made their hearts pound. Gerrick clenched his fists. Could he do it? He felt nervous but wanted to achieve it at the same time. He wanted to stand behind Cho Min Joon. He wanted to be his assistant. The biggest gem of the restaurant was Rachel, but he wanted to follow his footsteps first.

As soon as the 15 contestants stood in front of the cooking station, the energy changed completely. During the old days, there were around 25 people in the kitchen. Cho Min Joon walked around the cooking station and watched them cook.

The first dish was Anderson's pasta. Just as they existed, they were struggling in the process of making the tomato sauce. Cho Min Joon watched as some of them cooked in a stable manner. Those who looked promising were level 6.

But that didn't mean they were cooking effortlessly. It couldn't be helped. Just because the predicted score was 8 didn't mean anyone could make it happen.

'… Come to think of it, since when did I think making an 8-point dish was easy?'

Of course, creating a recipe from scratch was still hard, but recreating them was easy. Of course, most of the 9 and 10-point dishes at restaurants were made by demi chefs of levels 6 and 7 as well as their assistants… But that was only possible because they practiced over and over to become the hands of the head chef.

He knew that a higher score didn't mean it was a better dish, but no high-level dish was easy. It included a complicated process, and great focus was required. Even for the spaghetti, it looked easy, but the sauce had to be made from scratch.

He felt that he grew quickly in a short period of time. It had only been half a year, but he learned and experienced lots.

The spaghetti was complete. While the contestants immediately moved on to the salmon steak, Cho Min Joon quietly looked at the spaghetti, and one stood out. Only one had 8 points.

'… Gerrick.'

He probably focused greatly while making the dish. Cho Min Joon put his spaghetti in his mouth. He then nodded and whispered to Anderson, "Hey, this is almost exactly like yours."

"… Mine tastes a little better."

"Do you have to always have pride at times like this?"

"Hmph, pride knows no time or place."

"You're right. I guess."

By the time they tasted every dish and scored them, the contestants were grilling the salmon on their pans. Cho Min Joon looked at one contestant and knitted his brows. He must've been nervous because the fire under his pan was too strong.

Even if it was an exam, he felt bad leaving him be and letting the salmon suffer. Cho Min Joon approached Rachel and pointed at the contestant.

"Should I leave that alone?"

"Go and let him know. That poor salmon."

In response, Cho Min Joon nodded with a bright face. No chef could tolerate ingredients going to waste. Cho Min Joon walked to the contestant and opened his mouth.

"What do you think about wasting ingredients?"

"That must never be done as a chef. The first pillar of a kitchen is customer satisfaction and the second pillar is good finances."

"Then what are you doing right now? Don't you hear the salmon screaming?"

In response, The contestant flinched and flipped the salmon. And that wasn't all. Cho Min Joon continued to spot flaws in the contestants. It was different from Anderson, who just watched from the side.

"We asked you to make veloute sauce, not lava sauce. Reduce the heat."

"You must like melodramas. The salmon is closer to the pan than any real-life couple."

"We asked you to flame it, not reduce the white wine."

After a while, the contestants gulped every time Cho Min Joon came near. Rachel looked at Cho Min Joon with surprise. She didn't think he had it in him to tell them things they didn't want to hear. He was stricter than expected.

That was what she expected from Anderson. Since she didn't expect this situation, Rachel spoke to Anderson in a surprised voice, "Min Joon has charisma. I thought he was a softie."

Anderson shrugged and said, "He's a wild Tinker Bell."

Because of his love for cooking, he had thrown away his career as a teacher and had become a chef.
But despite his desires, his lack of cooking skills was the harsh truth he had to face.
But when he reached the age of 30, he had been sent back 7 years back into the past.
Another chance.

After clearing the Dungeon, I ate dinner with Kim Suho and returned home.
Beep, beep, beep.
I entered the password and opened the front door. However, Evandel didn't come out to greet me like usual. I could hear voices of two kids having fun.
When I walked inside, wondering if Evandel was mad at me for coming home late, I saw an unexpected guest. Evandel was with a girl I've never seen before.

"Hajin~"

Seeing me, Evandel smiled brightly and waved her hand. Curious, I looked back and forth between Evandel and the pretty girl next to her. The girl introduced herself.

"Hello."

"Uh… hi."

I greeted her and looked at Evandel for an explanation.
Evandel smiled and introduced the girl.

"She's my friend~"

"I'm Yun Haeyeon."

The two children bowed at a 90 degree angle. I couldn't help but smile, looking at their adorable gesture.

"H-Hello. You must be the friend Evandel talked about before."

"Un! Haeyeon said her parents are busy tonight, so I told her she could eat dinner at my place!"

"Oh? What did you order?"

"Haeyeon is giving it a go!"

"Giving it a go?"

Evandel giggled, while Haeyeon sheepishly looked down and scratched her cheek.

"Yep, Haeyeon says she never ordered food before."

"Oh…"

For children, everything was a challenge. Now that I think about it, I had trouble ordering food when I was 5 too.

"But don't order anything. Since your friend is here, I'll cook tonight."

"Wow, really?!"

Evandel's face turned brighter.
Cooking was one of the skills I acquired with Dexterity. As long as I knew the recipe, I could mimic most of what professional chefs did on TV. Evandel was really surprised when I first showed her.

"Alright, then wait just a bit."

I opened the fridge. There were more than enough ingredients.

"What do you want to eat?"

"I—"

"I'm asking Haeyeon."

"…."

Guest first.
Evandel pouted but she quickly went back to smiling when I patted her.

"I'm… fine with anything…."

"Steak please!"

Evandel's eyes sparkled.

"Haeyeon, are you okay with steak?"

"Yes, I like it."

"Good."

I took out four pieces of beef sirloin and some seasoning.
Three of them were for Evandel, and the other was for Haeyeon and Hayang.

"Can I watch you cook?"

"Sure."

I began to cook under the curious eyes of two children.
Tak, tak, tak— I quickly chopped up some paprika and onions.
Chwiik— I made a 3-star Michelin chef's steak sauce recipe.
Tzzzz— Then, I plated the garnish and meat, topping them off with the steak sauce.
I presented the completed dish under the awestruck gazes of two children and one cat.

"Here you go."

"Whoa~"

Evandel and Haeyeon stared at the steak with anticipation. I checked my smartwatch.

[A sense of satisfaction and fatigue recovery effect seeps into your well-cooked dish.]
[8:52 P.M.]

It was almost time for my 9 o'clock appointment.

"Alright, I'm going out for a bit. Let the steak rest for five minutes before you eat."

"Un!"

"Thank you for the food."

Leaving behind the two kids who were eagerly waiting to eat, I left my house and arrived at a nearby park.
As I waited, I checked the items I got today.

===
[Egyptian Archer's Wrist Protector] [Ancient Artifact] [Sand attribute]
[Stored Mana 3000/3000]
—Ancient Archer Proficiency
*Increases your proficiency with bows.
—Blessing of the Desert
*Allows you to cast Sand Barrier using stored mana.
===

Blessed Bow of Horus and Egyptian Archer's Wrist Protector. These two items, which I called the Egyptian Set, would serve me well at least until the middle stages of the story.

"Hm…."

But now that I had a good bow, I couldn't help but hesitate between a bow and a gun. At this point, it was hard to say one was better than the other.

My gun wasn't an ordinary gun. As my main weapon, the Desert Eagle had all sorts of additional options attached to it.
First was an attack power increasing effect for each monster I instakilled. Just this effect alone made my Desert Eagle 2.2 times stronger than other Desert Eagles.
But there was more.
Shotgun mode, anti-material sniper rifle mode, assault rifle mode, heavy machine gun mode. With the Desert Eagle's modal change function, I could display great firepower in all sorts of situations. The only flaw was that I fused Aether with the gun to change form, making me unable to use Aether for defense.

"I'll only use a bow as an ultimate ability…"

That seemed to be the right choice.
I stared at the sand-colored bow, then tried attaching Aether to it. Immediately, the ancient bow transformed, looking more modern and elegant.

"Is it because of Aesthetic Greed? It keeps doing this."

Ever since Aesthetic Greed was added to Aether, even my guns took on new forms. I couldn't quite describe it well, but simply put, they became more elegant and beautiful.

"Did you get a new weapon?"

After about 10 minutes, the person I was waiting for finally arrived.
Boss approached me with a smile on her face.

"You were right. Creator's Sacred Grace failed their Tower campaign. Horribly, at that."

"…Are you happy?"

"Of course, haha."

The stock price of Creator's Sacred Grace fell by 30% in just four days. It took a massive dip on the first day and was steadily falling ever since.

"So, what's your request?"

"Will you accept it?"

"As long as it's possible."

In exchange for giving Boss stock-related information, I requested her help for the upcoming incident.

"Have you heard of Dark Moon Society?"

Dark Moon Society should infiltrate Cube during this episode. This was also the episode where Lancaster made his first real move, and I already confirmed both using the Book of Truth.

"Dark Moon Society? How do you know about them?"

Boss frowned suspiciously.

"Well, you see…"

I scratched my neck and spoke awkwardly.
I didn't have any other option. The co-author would surely make the upcoming incident messier. It was only natural that I have an ally or two to balance it out.

"During the previous final exam, they tried to kill me."

"…What?"

Boss' face distorted viciously.
As expected of Yasha, she valued her comrades dearly. I felt proud.


**


May 1st.
Today's class had yet to start, and I was currently looking at Cube's dropout form. Looking at the line asking for the reason I was dropping out, I couldn't help but wonder what I should put down.
After much thought, I wrote only two words – [career change]. Then, I signed the document.

"Good morning! I will announce the randomly created teams. Remember, it's only a 2-person team."

The morning common class was more or less a walk in the park. Today's training was a VR Dungeon. It was no different than the Mock Dungeon Trial we had last year, except that this one was government sponsored and done in a VR world.

"Team 6, Yoo Yeonha and Kim Hajin."

Yoo Yeonha, who was sitting in front of the VR capsule, twitched.
She turned head her like a machine, and our eyes met. When I smiled at her, Yoo Yeonha returned a deep sigh.

"Now, sit together with your teammate."

Yoo Yeonha slowly walked up and sat down next to me.

"…Hello."

"Hey."

"Alright, listen up! The visual effects for this Dungeon will be more realistic than the real thing, so stay on your toes! Now~ put on your helmets!"

After the instructor's enthusiastic introduction ended, I put on my helmet. A vivid scenery spread out in front of me.

—Wow, it's like I'm in a LAN café.

I murmured.

"…."

However, Yoo Yeonha didn't say anything. From the looks of it, she wasn't even logged on.
I took off my helmet and stared at Yoo Yeonha.
With furrowed brows, she was staring fixedly at my right arm. I flicked her forehead.

"Ak."

"…Ak? What are you doing?"

"N-Nothing. Let's start."

Yoo Yeonha put on her helmet, walking on eggshells around me. Thinking that she was up to her usual delusional antics, I ignored her and put on my helmet.
We were placed in a vast cave.

—Where should we go?

—Let's go straight.

—Okay… kayak!

[A giant bat has appeared!]

—Why are you surprised by just this… oh right, you hate scary things.

From ghosts to jump scares, Yoo Yeonha hated all scary things.

—…N-No, I don't.

—Anyways, how should we kill it?

—…Attack its ears.

Yoo Yeonha murmured softly. I did as she said. I shot twice, striking its ears and instantly killing it.

—Next up is a zombie. Its weakness?

—Head.

—Got it.

Progressing smoothly, we quickly reached the end of the Dungeon. What should have been a 30-minute course only took us 20 minutes to complete.

"…Um."

"Hm?"

Yoo Yeonha asked carefully in a soft voice.

"I… I heard you were dropping out."

"…Did Chae Nayun tell you?"

Yoo Yeonha nodded.

"She's quite a blabbermou—"

"She was crying."

"What?"

Yoo Yeonha's voice became heavier.

"She was crying?"

"Yes, she said she didn't want you to leave."

"Uh…."

As I was choosing my words, I felt a mysterious gaze fall on me. I turned to the side.
There, my eyes met Rachel's.
However, she quickly averted her gaze. She seemed to have overheard what we just talked about.

"…Anyways, it's not something I have a say in. I believe that you'll deal with it properly."

Yoo Yeonha murmured then got up.

"Team 6 just finished."


**


After the morning class came lunch time.
I came to Cube's cafeteria to eat alone.
However, Rachel was also at the cafeteria. But because there was a female agent disguised as a cadet standing next to her, we only exchanged a brief eye contact as a greeting.

"I'll take the special set."

"Alrighty~"

When I sat down with my food, someone sat down next to me.
It was Chae Nayun.

"H-Hi."

She waved her hand awkwardly. I looked at her plate and asked.

"You can eat cafeteria food?"

"O-Of course."

Chae Nayun courageously put a sausage in her mouth.
Nom, nom…
However, her chewing speed only slowed down as time went on.

"So, um… when are you leaving?"

She asked without swallowing the food in her mouth.

"This week."

Kuhuk.
She coughed loudly, almost choking on her food. Luckily, she managed to swallow it before anything that she would regret happened.
Chae Nayun looked down at her plate with dejected eyes, then clenched her fists and hit the table.

"Hey."

"…What."

"Can't you stay?"

I could only shake my head in response.

"Ah, okay, well, if you have to go, you should. I can… I can also find someone else to be my boyfriend."

She mumbled as she glanced at me.

"Yeah, go ahead."

"…I'm kidding. I won't date anyone else."

"You should."

Immediately, Chae Nayun frowned heavily.
However, I quickly finished my food and got up. Chae Nayun ran after me.
After returning my plate, I left the cafeteria and walked to a nearby park.
There, a second battle began between me and Chae Nayun.

"Uuuu, it's infuriating the more I think about it! Don't you know how to be tactful? You know, lip service?"

"…What?"

"I mean, didn't you like me at first!?"

"What are you talking abou—"

Shoooong—
In the middle of our conversation full of misunderstandings, a strange undulation of magic power suddenly rang out.
I immediately froze. Swirling near the ground was a sharp yet light aura. In the air was an ominous magic power that seemed to interfere with the foundation of earth.
Chae Nayun and I looked at each other simultaneously.

"Hey, what was that?"

Chae Nayun asked. I let out a small sigh. I couldn't find out about the specific date because I didn't have enough magic power.
…It seemed it was finally here.

"It should be a magic phenomenon."

What was happening now was an extremely rare magic phenomenon. A natural magic disaster that happened when the dragon race that lived in the depths of the East Sea touched the ocean's magic power keystone. Although this phenomenon normally happened as a pure coincidence, this incident was orchestrated by Djinns.

"Magic phenomenon? Ah, hey, look over there."

Chae Nayun pointed in one direction.
Cube's scenery was changing.
The green leaves were changing color, and the cool breeze turned hot. Additionally, Cube's state-of-the-art buildings disappeared, leaving only a single dilapidated building and a wooded forest.

"Follow me."

"O-Okay. Ah, your hand…"

I grabbed Chae Nayun's wrist and quickly ran into the sole dilapidated building in the center of Cube.

"W-What's happening?"

"Don't let go of my hand!"

Because she kept twisting her wrist, I shouted.

"S-Sorry, but you should explain what's going on…"

"The space got distorted."

"What?"

"We learned about it in class, remember? It's the broken mirror phenomenon."

Broken mirror phenomenon. It was a magic phenomenon where space was cut into pieces like a broken mirror.
This magic disaster was something I created using random interesting theories I heard about. Technically, this phenomenon was a form of barrier created when a dragon interfered with mana clouds that rose up through convection currents.
To find incarnation bodies for devils, Djinns had provoked a dragon and invaded Cube.

This invasion was carefully organized by Djinns. That was the reason I couldn't stop it. Even if I was willing to give up on the growth Kim Suho and Shin Jonghak would experience, there was simply no way for me stop the Djinns' plan, which would require me to kill a dragon.

"What? Then…"

"Space might split at any moment, so stay sharp. You see that building in the center? We need to get there as quickly as possible… Uk!"

The space distorted once again.
My hand was forced to let go of Chae Nayun's wrist, and the scenery changed once again.
Now, the world looked like it was half-day and half-night.
This time, the air was filled with the smell of blood.
I turned to the direction of the smell. Then, I ran without a shred of hesitation.
As soon as I discovered the source of the smell, I shouted loudly.

"HEY!"

12 pairs of eyes fell on me.
There, Rachel was surrounded by ten or so Djinns.

"…Hajin-ssi!"

While a thick smell of blood flowed out, Rachel's face became faintly brighter. I first checked her condition. Thankfully, she didn't seem to be the one bleeding. Rather, the blood came from the Djinns she cut down.

"Oh~? What a coincidence~ we meet again. It's been a while."

A somewhat familiar man clapped his hands and revealed himself.
I knew very well who he was.
He was Heuk Jeon, the assassin who interfered in the final exam.

"Yeah, it's been a while."

As expected, Lancaster and Dark Moon Society were involved in this incident.

"Yes, yes, it really has been such a long time."

Heuk Jeon unleashed a vicious killing intent as he spread his daggers out into the shape of a fan.
However, I tilted my head.
Did he not hear the news yet?

"Hajin-ssi, run away. There are too many of them for just the two of us to fight. I'll hold them back, so you should go look for reinforcements—"

Ignoring Rachel who was saying something seriously, I faced Heuk Jeon.

"Kim Hajin, Kim Hajin. Ever since the day you humiliated me, I've been waiting for this day…"

"…You haven't heard the news?"

"…News?"

I pointed at the walkie-talkie hanging on his belt. The Djinns attacking Cube all had walkie-talkies that worked in this distorted space.
However, that was the same for me.

"Hold on."

Using a magical device I prepared for today, I sent Boss a message.
[Boss, those guys are bothering me again…]
It was a similar device as the magic letters the Yoo Sihyuk School used.

"What are you doing? I advise you to take out your weapon…"

It was then.

—Heuk Jeon! Where are you, you son of a bitch!?

Harsh words came out of Heuk Jeon's walkie-talkie. Heuk Jeon and the Djinns surrounding him were all befuddled.

"Eh? I'm in the middle of the miss—"

—What? You motherfucker, I told you not to do that!

Sweating profusely, Heuk Jeon lowered the walkie-talkie's volume. He clearly didn't want to embarrass himself.

"…Um, Hwarang-nim, I thought we already finished our talk with the Lancasters."

—Do you think I give a shit about Lancaster right now!? That person contacted me just now. If something goes wrong because of you, I will kill you myself!

That was the end of this brief radio message.

—I'm not kidding, I will really kill you! I'll tear your limbs apart and feed you to the highest rank monster I can find!!

The walkie-talkie then came back on with a final warning.
Heuk Jeon stared at the walkie-talkie in his trembling hands, then put it back down. Sweating even more profusely, he asked carefully.

"Um, Kim, Kim Hajin-ssi? C-Can you please explain what is going on…?"

I couldn't tell whether he was slow or just shocked.

"Well, think about it this way. I make money on the side by investing in stocks. One of my clients happens to know about you. So I asked them for a favor. Who knew one of my clients would have such a tight relationship with you?"

"…"

Heuk Jeon looked like his soul was sucked out. He seemed to be saying, 'I'm being humiliated because of mere stocks?' but considering Boss' personality, it was quite a good excuse.

"So, what are you doing?"

I pointed at a rock nearby.
It was the perfect place to kowtow.

"If I were you, my head would be kissing the ground right about now."

Author(s)
 
Jee Gab Song,지갑송
Artist(s)
Translator:FudgeNouget
Editors:IllidanStormrage,Asvare,Krazey
Source: WuxiaWorld.com
 
Action,Comedy,Drama,Fantasy,Psychological,School Life
Type
 Korean Web Novel

-Disclaimer- First of all this is not my novel I did not write This I'm just a fan of this author If the author wants me to take this down I will the photo as well as fast as possible. I hope you guys enjoy this novel as much as I do.

The release rate of Chapters a week will be around 10 to 15 chapters



The Novel’s Extra Summary

Waking up, Kim Hajin finds himself in a familiar world but an unfamiliar body.

A world he created himself and a story he wrote, yet never finished.

He had become his novel’s extra, a filler character with no importance to the story.

The only clue to escaping is to stay close to the main storyline.

However, he soon finds out the world isn’t exactly identical to his creation.

A few minutes later.....
"Ding... Dong...Our limited edition food for this week is the grilled 3 tail Cow with autumn vegetables..."
a voice ranged inside the kitchen, principal lu and fan yi immediately get the first serve. As the principal and fan yi sit down on the table, he used "identify" on the food.

'grilled 3 tail cow'

'Description: made from the sirloin of the 3 tail cow, cook by 1-star chef Shin Wang
'Effect: stamina recovery for 30 minutes, +5% Qi Recovery for 1 hour

'Rank: Mortal'

The moment fan yi took a big bite on the sirloin steak, he felt that the cooking in this school is very medieval and it the texture of the meat was hard. his eyebrow furrowed as it tastes like salty, and hard texture. Principal lu saw this facial expression, he asked

"Teacher yuan, how was the taste? "
"It is not very tasty as it looks very appetizing. I believe i can make a better steak than this"
"oooh, I like you to see you make a better dish than this then."
a voice could be heard in the kitchen. as Fan yi turns around to see who it was, Principal Lu spoke
"Shin Wang, do not be rude to our new teacher."
"I'm not rude principal lu, he just said he can make something better than what i make. Then i want to see you make one, teacher yuan."
Fan Yi used 'identify' on shin wang

Name: Shin Wang

Age: 30 Years Old

Cultivation Stage: Foundation building 1st level

skills: Beginner's Cooking, Fire Palm, Roaring Kick
Occupation: 1-star Chef
Status: Alive

Description: Shin Wang, a hired chef on brightlight school. he used to be an orphan until he met master Long Yao, a 2-star chef who adopted Shin Wang.

Fan Yi said to shin wang
"A kitchen is the paradise of a chef, then would you mind lending me some ingredients and the kitchen?"
"Sure, go ahead but if you fail to make a better dish than this then you need to kowtow 3 times and say i am very sorry for insulting your cooking!"
"Deal, but if i win you have to kowtow 3 times and say i am inferior to teacher yuan. :) "
"Deal!"
Fan Yi and Shin Wang took an oath with the heaven, and Fan Yi began to think of what recipe he should pick, before when Fan Yi was working as an accountant, he was single so everytime he goes home he has to cook for himself. He tried a lot of recipe and in a few years he became a professional cook not licensed though. As Fan Yi picked a vegetable and knife, a system notification ringed in fan yi's ears.
"Ding.... Learned Advance Cooking....."
"Ding..... Quest Made.....Defeat 1-star Chef Shin Wang..."
'Reward: 1 legendary cooking tool and 10000 experience point'

Our Lazy 17 years old MC "Ye Han" died of a heart attack. Luckily while he was being judged by God. God decided to give him a chance to reincarnate to another world with 7 wishes 

*I do not own the cover image, found it on Pinterest
*Updates may not be stable
*I do not own the worlds that my Mc will travel through.
*Bad grammar, English is not my forte

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