CHAPTER 746: CHAPTER 745: WAR DRUMS BEAT (PART 3)

Xia Yu’s eyes widened slightly.

Lei Zhe hadn’t even used a whisk to agitate the mixture of milk and egg yolk in the clear glass bowl, yet the liquid itself mysterly began to move in an indescribable way.

Gululu, gululu.

The milk didn’t dilute the color of the egg yolk at all; a little bit of white juice actually made the golden color stand out even more sacredly.

Consequently, bubbles formed in the motion, in the bowl, one after another, bursting and breaking.

The scene strikingly resembled underground lava churning, bright and giving off a dangerous aura. Even the tangible wafts of heat formed waves, whooshing out, the judges at the forefront being the first to be deeply moved.

"Ha," a playful laughter rang out, Andrea said loudly on purpose, "The show has started! Watch closely!"

Catherine rarely joined in, "This is the interpretation of Food Dominator Lin Chef!"

On the other side.

Alice and Eriina both opened their mouths, as did the Yuchuan Sisters with a similar reaction.

The mixture of egg white and lemon juice producing mist was fine, barely there, but the reaction of the milk and egg yolk was far too intense. Suddenly, Yuchuan Meisha’s pale forehead started to sweat heavily, her cheeks flushing red as if she was trying her best to endure the spicy taste, murmuring, "I can hear it... the eruption of a volcano!"

"Raining lava from the sky, how terrifying, a world-ending scene, a red sky with a giant cyclops..." Yuchuan Meisha trembled, her face full of fear, "The eye is watching us!"

This was her ’super hearing,’ the culinary image she captured.

Next to her, Yuchuan Ayaka said solemnly, "A demon emerges from the lava..."

She faintly saw a giant five-headed bird oppressing the earth.

The room fell silent.

In a sense, Food Dominator Lin Chef is more mysterious than King’s Road Lin Chef, why so? Even the IGO organization doesn’t have the complete footage of Food Dominator Lin Chef’s food war.

As the two transparent bowls reacted, Lei Zhe just stood there, his expression as calm as still water, showing neither joy nor anger.

Gradually, the aroma of eggs, milk, and lemon juice each performed their own solo in the air.

"All are ultimate flavors of ingredients!"

Dojima Yin was inwardly moved and asked Saito Chiyokuro in a low voice, "Chiyokuro, you have traveled in North America, you must know a bit about these Food Dominator Lin Chef’s techniques, right?"

Saito Chiyokuro nodded, "We are chefs who control virtual and super fantasy, they are realist chefs pursuing the limits of ingredients."

Fantasy.

Realism.

One uses "Food Righteousness," the other uses actual existing Fantasy Ingredients.

On the path of Lin, King’s Road and Food Dominator are distinctly different.

About 5 minutes later.

"Buzz!"

The air in the room actually trembled, the aromas of egg, milk, and lemon juice, moving from solos to a loud symphony.

"Ah—"

"Cover your ears!"

Yuchuan Meisha, sensing something, hurriedly cried out and tightly covered her ears as if dodging fireworks.

But besides the Yuchuan Sisters, everyone else in the room had no response.

A shriek, like a bolt from the blue.

The room’s situation froze there, and it took a full minute before a magnate awoke in a cold sweat, "Did you hear that?"

"Nonsense!"

"Is it a real sound, or..."

"Why is there a sound? King’s dishes have sounds, could Food Dominator dishes also have sounds?"

Hearing the commotion in the room, Catherine and Andrea exchanged looks, a hint of amusement in their eyes.

These so-called King’s Chefs are indeed outdated!

Andrea chuckled inwardly.

"Sound," it’s not only King’s dishes that have it, Food Dominator dishes are no exception. This is a direct manifestation of the "Food Righteousness" contained in King’s dishes, while, conversely, with the nearing completion of Food Dominator dishes, the gourmet cells are truly controlled by chefs, attaching to the food, the so-called "sounds" are then heard by the audience.

That was the cry of the five-headed bird cells being awakened, a real existing shriek.

"Success!"

Lei Zhe focused his gaze on the two bowls on the table, his mouth curving into a confident smile.

"Taboo Bird Egg?"

He was very sorry, while using various Forbidden Ingredients simultaneously appeared extremely daunting to even top-tier Food Dominators, to Lei Zhe, it seemed so simple.

Sensing the tense gaze from the young boy opposite him, Lei Zhe inwardly snorted, "Milk, lemon juice, and..."

Glancing at the pot trembling with hot steam, "And tomatoes!"

"A forbidden trio, three flavors in one, forming an absolutely solid lock, firmly suppressing the so-called raw and wild nature of the Five-headed Bird Egg Taboo Egg Liquid. ’Three flavors in one’ is the real core of this recipe; the egg liquid is just the superficial fake core!"

Moreover, Lei Zhe felt no need to explain further to the magnates.

The diners just needed to enjoy the food and give good reviews!

Lei Zhe didn’t pause further; he fetched a large mixing bowl and poured all the egg yolk and egg white liquids that had reacted, allowing the egg liquid to reunite. His movements gentle, he mixed the liquids thoroughly. In about a minute or two, he had a full bowl of pale yellow, viscous paste.

He placed a skillet on the stove, greased it with cooking oil, which Lei Zhe also brought himself; it was golden in color, with a texture fine as satin. Poured out, the oil itself had a fragrant sweet aroma similar to floral nectar, causing slight shifts in expression among many in the room who recognized the type of oil.

"If I’m not mistaken, didn’t Tiqie Ji use this kind of oil at the Sapporo Food War?" Dojima Yin exclaimed.

"Absolutely!"

Saito Chiyokuro’s eyes held a hint of surprise.

Minister Shinohara, acting as the emcee, stepped forward and asked, "Chef Lei Zhe, could you explain a bit?"

Lei Zhe paused his actions, "This is ’Perfect Oil.’"

"Perfect Oil?"

"Yes, a versatile natural fat of taboo grade, first discovered by Tiqie Ji, but we now control the only source," Lei Zhe responded faintly.

Upon hearing this, Andrea’s face displayed envy, "I really have no clue where that Tiqie Ji guy found this taboo oil!"

Before more discussion could arise, the skillet, greased and heated by the stove flame, made the scent of the oil even more enticing.

Then he heated the egg yolk and egg white paste in the skillet.

The technique, like making pancakes, pouring some paste in, and spreading it evenly with a wooden spatula, when the paste fluffed up, Lei Zhe would scoop up the omelet, place it on a plate, and pop it into the microwave.

This cycle continued.

One omelet after another went into the microwave.

"Ding!"

Minutes later, the first omelet came out of the microwave; when the door opened, the aroma so rich and tangible it seemed to slow and thicken the air.

He folded the food, drizzled it with simmered tomato sauce.

Lei Zhe successively brought several plates to the judge’s table, "Try this! It’s my own exclusive version of a soufflé omelette!"

Soufflé omelet?

At the judge’s table, the seven seated judges nodded in agreement.

Actually, Lei Zhe’s creation wasn’t hard to deduce as he mixed milk with egg yolks and lemon juice with egg whites; at the table, ninety percent of the magnates had quickly made a judgment on Lei Zhe’s recipe.

"Soufflés," a French cooking technique, translating to a puffy pastry posed no problem.

To simplify, the soufflé method involves using changes in egg whites to make the food fluffy and expand, creating a soft texture.

How soft?

Among the judges, the most active, Andrea, first grasped a spoon and pressed it onto the omelette on the plate, causing it to collapse, but the rebound was so strong it even shook the spoon with amazing elasticity!

"Wow, this elasticity is great!"

"Elasticity?"

Lei Zhe merely shook his head, "That’s nothing, cut it open!"

"Cut open?"

The female protagonist paused with her spoon in hand.

The omelet on the plate was very pretty, with fresh red sauce crisscrossing the outside. Cutting through it seemed a bit crude, but the female protagonist only hesitated briefly before lifting her spoon high up.

Swish—

With a sudden sweep, the spoon moved in a silvery streak, nearly splitting the golden omelette in half.

In an instant, a visible wisp of steam rushed towards the female protagonist’s face.

Her whole body jerked, her eyes reflecting an image of a giant bird.

Five heads, five long necks, with a cry, the giant bird seemed to crash down like a train head-on. The female protagonist was instantly swept into a prehistoric world, pushed dizzyingly by the giant bird, flung high up and seeing the vast land below in an instant. At that moment, she was lost, unaware of her surroundings.