Within the garden, Zhang Wei watched the distant clock, with only ten hours remaining.
He took stock of his collection.
"Hmm... approximately two hundred new ingredients, most of them reaching perfect grade, with an edible level between 70 and 180. Quite high quality."
With a casual punch, a beast of capture level 260 fell with a thud. Zhang Wei said to the elves behind him, "Well then, let's begin."
At this moment, over fifty elves followed Zhang Wei, all unlucky enough not to have met a chef and starving.
They followed Zhang Wei for a sliver of hope.
The goat-headed one swallowed, it was finally starting!
Zhang Wei waved his hand, and countless replicas of the Treasure Hall flew out, all complete dishes that Zhang Wei had accumulated before!
These creatures had no requirement for freshly prepared food; any delicious cuisine was acceptable.
The aroma of hundreds of top-tier dishes mixed together, like a mind-destroying nuclear weapon!
Instantly!
All the elves went mad as if under a spell!
Zhang Wei was shocked, this situation felt so familiar!
Zhang Wei recalled the days in the infirmary of the Cloud Country, when he had simultaneously summoned a large number of finished dishes.
Even the heavily injured Lang Tu, and the wounded soldiers within a dozen miles, all entered a state of frenzy.
Their eyes could see nothing but the dishes.
Some even awakened the outward manifestation ability of their Gourmet Demon on the spot!
This was a manifestation of being controlled by desire. Gourmet cells and the Gourmet Demon were one; upon encountering irresistible deliciousness, gourmet cells would ravenously consume reason, leading to this state.
And the capture of food was naturally driven by aroma.
Zhang Wei's finished dishes were already incredibly delicious, and the mixture of hundreds of flavors was a fatal temptation to those famished gourmet cells.
Drool flowed like a river!
These elves showed no restraint, like hungry ghosts who hadn't eaten in centuries, ravenously scooping food from the plates and stuffing it into their mouths!
With a contented groan, just as they were about to fall into a deep sleep, Zhang Wei caught them.
"Let's open the door first."
The elf raised its hand, and the vine wall wriggled, opening a large gap. Zhang Wei used the 'Spirit Grasp' technique to attract all the dishes, leaving the remaining elves foolishly following with drool dripping!
Wall after wall, Zhang Wei navigated the maze, and still had about ten elves left unused!
"It's fine... it's always good to prepare more."
Dong~
The bell for the competition rang. Chefs who had not yet passed were immediately attacked by the surrounding walls, enveloped, and teleported to the elimination area.
This wave eliminated seventy to eighty percent of the people. Zhang Wei scanned, and the number of chefs who passed was at least ten thousand.
"So these are the top chefs on the entire planet... seems like not too many."
Just then, Zhang Wei also saw Heimao, and Mr. Luo lying in the elimination area.
Instantly, Zhang Wei flashed before them, looking at him in disbelief.
Heimao lowered his head and said, "Multiple fractures throughout the body, six instances of muscle contusion and rupture, five areas of bruising... when he was first teleported out, bone fragments had entered his lungs, it was a close call..."
"But it's okay, at least he's alive. After my treatment, his bones have already been connected, and the bruises have all been cleared. Currently, he's just a bit weak, but he should recover in about half a month."
Treatment was not difficult in the Great Gourmet Era.
"What's going on with the organizers?"
"They clearly said they would protect the safety of the contestants!"