As the two spoke, the skin of the judges began to turn a widespread blood red!
Breaking through the barrier!
Not just one or two, but groups of people were breaking through the barrier!
For a time, shouts, roars, and hearty laughter shook the heavens!
These judges had tasted a myriad of delicacies. If their aptitudes were high, they would have already reached a very high realm.
It could be said that these people were more inclined towards taste enhancement, and their inheritance as Food Demons was also weak.
Yet, these weaklings were collectively breaking through the barrier thanks to Zhang Wei's cooking!
"Zhang Wei, this is truly... Ptooey!!"
Lou Ming was about to say something when he directly spat out a mouthful of blood, the quantity extremely exaggerated!
Zhang Wei frowned, "What exactly did you do? My meatballs are packed with immense nutrition. Even if they can't save your life, they should at least let you live for a few more days."
"Cough, cough... The power of the Youth Konjac should not be underestimated. Those extra few days of lifespan, under its effect, are merely a few minutes."
"What is that?"
Youth Konjac?
Another strange term.
Lou Ming knelt on the ground, waving his hand, "It doesn't matter anymore. Tell me about your meatballs. Their addictiveness makes me very curious... Why can they bring such intense satisfaction? My Food Cells are also craving them intensely!"
Even on the brink of death from severe injuries, Lou Ming's concern remained with culinary arts.
At this moment, the numerous judges had finished their dishes and pricked up their ears.
Old Jun cupped his fists, "We are also very curious about this matter."
Despite their lacking strength, these judges held high social status and had eaten everything imaginable.
But today, they were like curious babies, fully embodying the phrase 'ashamed to ask about what is not known.'
"It's still the Art of Refined Eating."
Old Jun pondered for a while and asked doubtfully, "Is it the Art of Refined Eating used to prepare Bieliang Pills?"
"Precisely!"
Old Jun said, "There are not a few chefs who know this culinary technique, but after the ingredients are processed by this skill, their taste mutates severely. The more high-end the ingredient, the greater the change..."
"Practice makes perfect."
The numerous judges exchanged glances. Although Zhang Wei spoke casually, they understood the difficulty involved!
"Everyone, please cast your votes."
Glancing at the weakened Lou Ming, Zhang Wei urged them in a low voice.
The host, as if waking from a dream, immediately proceeded with the program.
At this time, both forces outside the dome fell into a brief silence, silently observing the outcome of the competition.
"Chef of Wine and Beauty, Zhang Wei!"
"Final Score!"
"Red: 75!"
"Orange: 25!"
"The highest score in this grand event!"
"Let us congratulate the birth of the King of Northern Chefs!"
Zhang Wei silently tallied. Those who cast red votes were all the judges who had successfully broken through the barrier stimulated by Zhang Wei's delicious food.
This reaction was undeniable. Most of the judges, emotionally, still preferred Lou Ming's story.
After all, a friendship that transcended a hundred years was something these old men cherished.
Zhang Wei chuckled wryly, "These 25 votes were lost to sentimentality."
At this moment, Lou Ming was already dying, his heartbeat and pulse gradually weakening.
Zhang Wei seemed to recall something and flipped his hand, taking out a knife.
"I found this on Qianxue. Judging by the wear marks, it's quite old. It's yours, isn't it?"
"The chef's knife the Champion gave me... Heh, this time I truly have no regrets."
"Perhaps there will be."
Zhang Wei looked at the sky outside the dome and said, "The Black List may be strong, but in terms of numbers... after you are gone, the Black List will also face its demise!"
Only Lou Ming, the father of the Black List, could prevent this war.
Do not underestimate these cell awakeners. The aftermath of their battles could destroy half of Mo City... millions of lives would perish.
"Do you recognize this object?"
Lou Ming, using his last ounce of strength, took out two pills, red and green, from his embrace.
"Jade Pill? Pigeon Blood Pill?"
"You know them?"
Zhang Wei certainly knew. The original owner of these pills was Izard from the Secret Realm Explorer Association, who eventually died by Zhang Wei's hand.
Even the Art of Refined Eating was learned from the formula of these pills.
It was the first time Zhang Wei had killed someone in his past and present lives, and he remembered it vividly.
"Does your Black List have one of these for everyone?"
"Roughly..."
The meaning was simple. Although the Black List was at a disadvantage, with the power of drug enhancement, it was still uncertain who would win.
"With these dual-colored pills, the Black List is already unstoppable. It's a pity I won't be able to see that day..."
"Champion, I am coming for you..."
Zhang Wei wanted to say something more, but Lou Ming's head drooped...
Even in death, Lou Ming's face retained an expression of reminiscence.
"Sigh..."
The moment Lou Ming died, all members of the Black List let out a roar of rage!
Everyone reached into their embrace, taking out the dual-colored secret medicine and consuming it.
Even with the protection of the Jade Pill, the damage to the body from this medicine was by no means small!
The other side was not to be outdone. Their leader roared, "Northern Wolf Soldiers, follow me!"
Instantly, surges of power flew everywhere, and the shockwaves of battle made the dome precarious!
Led by the host, the judges and staff evacuated to the shelter.
Zhang Wei looked towards the district of Wine and Beauty, which had now become ruins!
"Damn it!"
"I was too focused on this competition!"
Zhang Wei's heart sank. Although Mo Du's strength had been improved by several tiers, a level 25 strength could not be considered absolutely safe on a battlefield of this scale!
Several bloodthirsty Black List fanatics charged at Zhang Wei. His mood was extremely heavy, and he no longer held back.
"Spiral Fist Force!"
With a raise of his hand, a terrifying oppressive force erupted!
A sandstorm arose, and a deep trench stretched far into the distance. Those Black List fanatics were reduced to nothing, not even scraps of cloth or threads of flesh could be found!
...
As Zhang Wei was searching, a dark cloud slowly drifted in from afar...
Initially, no one paid it any mind.
Soon, a wolf soldier pointed at the sky in horror and exclaimed, "Giant-winged Yun Que! So many Giant-winged Yun Que!"
Giant-winged Yun Que, capture level 7, weighing approximately five tons, with a wingspan of 30 meters!
They were generally docile, possessed powerful physiques, and like the two-headed pterodactyl, were excellent pack animal breeds.
But in the sky, the Giant-winged Yun Que were dense, obscuring the sun like a dark cloud!
On the eaves, Yun Shang Zhen Jun had shed his outer clothing and restraints, his wings spreading freely!
"It's still a bit early. If I had waited another half an hour, when both sides' forces were depleted, it would have reduced some trouble!"
"After lurking in the North for over fifty years, the day of harvest has finally arrived."
The elites of the Cloud Country were all deployed this time. The participants were at least level ten, and there were many Sky Nobles above level thirty!
Like Yun Shang Zhen Jun, those with mutated Food Cells were extremely powerful!
Even in the Cloud Country, they were the rarest of the rare.