The voice pack spoke up again at exactly the right moment.
[I never thought someone would actually humiliate himself willingly.
There really are all kinds of people in this world!] [Even if I only use a fraction of my abilities, I am still a thousand, no, ten thousand times better than you.] [What can I say?
My opponent is simply too weak!] [Being invincible is so lonely!
At long last, I get to experience this feeling again!] [Forget it.
I’ll let you mortals have a taste of what true delicacies are supposed to be!] Gu Rong was so furious that his knuckles cracked as he clenched his fingers.
Ning Wen almost burst out laughing.
Is this voice pack trying to laugh me to death so it can inherit my estate?
Gu Rong had always seemed incredibly reliable in his eyes.
But right now, he somehow looked…
hilarious!
Seeing this only made Gu Rong even angrier.
Good grief, you’ve stopped pretending altogether, haven’t you?
Then this old man would like to see just how much skill you actually have!
“Alright.
Since that’s the case, I’ll have to embarrass myself in front of you, then.” Ning Wen sounded somewhat helpless.
He’d been forced into working overtime.
Fortunately, the system had rewarded him with god-level culinary skills just in time.
Otherwise, this would’ve been incredibly awkward.
After all, the voice package had just spent the entire time criticizing Gu Rong’s cooking.
Even though they couldn’t hear it, Ning Wen would still feel terrible if he ended up ruining the meat.
[Old man, pay close attention and learn!] [Even if you only pick up one or two tricks, they’ll benefit you for the rest of your life.] [Then again, you probably don’t have much longer to live anyway!] Ning Wen: “…” ‘Voice pack, stop it!’ ‘You’re practically dancing on someone’s grave!’ ‘But why is this so damn funny?’ ‘No, I really can’t hold it in anymore!’ Gu Rong was trembling with rage, yet there was absolutely nothing he could do about it.
Ning Wen walked over to the enormous chunk of Dark Gold Terror Claw Bear meat.
The bear meat was a deep, dark red.
Its texture was firm yet springy, with fine, delicate fibers.
Strands of snow-white fat formed a dense silver-like network, evenly interwoven throughout the meat.
The ratio of lean meat to fat was practically perfect.
With his god-level culinary skills, Ning Wen could see through the structure and grain of the meat at a single glance.
He knew exactly which parts were firm, which contained more fat, and how to prepare every section to lock in all of its juices.
Ning Wen took out a dagger and carefully divided the Dark Gold Terror Claw Bear meat into smaller pieces.
He skewered them onto branches, ensuring that every piece was nearly identical in size and had precisely the right balance of lean meat and fat.
[It’s a shame that my strength is restricted right now.
I can only prepare it like this.] [Compared to the way I used to roast Kun Peng back then, it’s still a hundred thousand miles behind!] Ning Wen was already used to this by now.
He simply ignored the voice pack and devoted himself entirely to roasting the meat.
Before long, an entirely different aroma began to spread through the air.
The fragrance was rich yet mellow, lingering in the air and slowly seeping into the senses.
As the others inhaled it, the soul power within their meridians seemed to become faintly more active.
Gu Rong raised an eyebrow, surprise appearing on his face.
He hadn’t even used any seasoning.
So why was the aroma already so intense?
Every so often, Ning Wen gently rotated the branch, ensuring that every side of the meat was heated evenly.
Once the surface of the meat began to turn a light golden color, he would gather a strand of faint soul power and transform it into countless tiny specks of light, gently coating the surface of the skewers.
The soul power formed an invisible membrane that was firmly sealed in the abundant juices inside while slowly drawing out the pure blood energy hidden within the Dark Gold Terror Claw Bear’s flesh.
This was one of the flavor-enhancing techniques contained within god-level culinary skills.
It required an extremely precise level of control over soul power.
Ning Wen also discovered that god-level culinary skills hadn’t merely improved his cooking.
They had greatly enhanced his control over his own body as well.
[It’s barely acceptable.
If I could roast it with the flames of the sun and then infuse it with the essence of the sun and moon, that would be true cuisine!] Ning Wen rolled his eyes.
Anyone can brag!
If you’ve got the ability, then do it yourself!
All talk and no action.
Don’t you know what that means?
Besides, roasting it with the flames of the sun and then infusing it with the essence of the sun and moon…
Do you think you’re refining an elixir or training some monkey?
Sizzle…
Fat slowly seeped from the meat, gleaming temptingly in the firelight.
The charred fragrance mingled with the fresh aroma of the meat, sweeping across the entire clearing.
“That should do it.” Ning Wen removed the first skewer that had finished roasting and popped a piece into his mouth.
In the next instant, a flavor so exquisite it defied description exploded across his palate!
He couldn’t help but narrow his eyes slightly, savoring every nuance.
As expected of god-level culinary skills.
The taste was simply beyond words.
Ning Wen reached out and took another skewer before turning around and handing it to Gu Rong, whose expression was complicated.
“Grandpa Bone, want to try some?” Gu Rong suppressed his complicated feelings and took a small bite.
The instant the meat entered his mouth, his pupils contracted sharply, and his chewing unconsciously slowed.
“Hiss—!!!” An indescribably delicious flavor entered his throat and shot straight to the top of his head.
The crispy, charred exterior.
The tender, juicy interior.
The pure, rich flavor of a ferocious beast.
The three textures and flavors merged together flawlessly, without the slightest imperfection.
At that moment, only one thought remained in Gu Rong’s mind— How can something this delicious exist in this world?!
My heavens—!
With one bite, he felt as though he had been transported straight to paradise.
His entire body seemed to float.
“Let me and Uncle Sword have a taste of Xiao Wen’s cooking too.” Ning Fengzhi smiled curiously.
What followed was naturally a joyous feast.
Ning Wen was busy enjoying himself.
Before long, the bear paws had been devoured completely.
The awkward part was that Gu Rong’s roasted meat hadn’t been touched even once since then.
[Hmph.
It’s barely edible.
Compared to what I ate back then, it’s like heaven and earth.] That familiar voice rang out once again.
The corners of Ning Fengzhi, Chen Xin, and Gu Rong’s mouths twitched violently at the same time.
“He’s right.
It’s countless times better than anything I could make!” Gu Rong put down the skewer and let out a long breath, his emotions a complicated mixture.
He had no choice but to admit it.
Ning Wen’s cooking really was incredible!
And this was without Ning Wen using any seasoning whatsoever.
That was precisely what made the skill he had displayed even more frightening.
My heavens!!!
How did he do it?
How could a little brat like him possibly possess such skill?
He’s the reincarnation of a god king, so I guess that explains it.
No, that doesn’t make sense either!
What god would bother doing something as beneath them as cooking?
Exactly.
It was beneath them.
There was no concept of food being the first necessity of the people on the Douluo Continent.
In the eyes of most soul masters, being a chef was considered a lowly, third-rate profession.
Of course, food system soul masters were an exception.
Come to think of it, food system soul masters probably couldn’t really be considered chefs anyway, could they?
Gu Rong only possessed these culinary skills because he had traveled extensively when he was young, combined with his personal interest in cooking.
[Being a terrible cook is the original sin.
Still, considering how decisively you admitted defeat, I’ll stop making fun of you from now on.] [You should be grateful and accept my mercy!] The voice pack spoke once again…
Uh…
Ning Wen suddenly felt a little sorry for Uncle Bone.
Even though Gu Rong couldn’t hear any of it.
After Ning Rongrong, Another Victim Has Been Born!
This voice pack really is harmful!