Pendragon's Infinity Gauntlet

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I've never met a customer who's so beautiful and has such a big appetite before. I'm really impressed and would like to make friends with her.

"Rin, what are you planning to do? Where's Lily?"

Pendragon looked at Rin with some anticipation, and glanced at the group of people who were still laying the groundwork, preparing to use a strategy of first suppressing and then slapping each other in the face.

Damn, this kid threw the cleaver so high, Pendragon got a little itchy and wanted to slightly change the trajectory of the cleaver to get a headshot or something.

But never mind, it wouldn't be fun if the whole series ended. I'd rather think about what dish I'll cook myself.

Stellar Fried Egg of the Old Ones?

Egg yolk stir-fried with evil spirits?

Outer God Egg Rice?

While Pendragon was considering what ingredients to use for the side dishes, Erina had already set several flags.

The secretary secretly showed Erina Yukihira's information and concluded that he was just a second-rate chef whose family owned a small restaurant, which was why he didn't understand her superiority, just like a stray dog ​​doesn't know the value of a gem...

"Okay, all done."

Pendragon, with three eggs on his head, was still agonizing over his decision. Going to the God of War universe at this point would be suicidal and exhausting, so he figured he might as well just use a mind control technique.

"what?"

Looking in the direction the sound came from, Pendragon saw Rin carrying an upside-down bowl on a plate towards Erina.

"Okay, so fast!"

The secretary stared in disbelief as Rin, who looked confident and even somewhat provocative, approached. She didn't know what to say and instinctively let out a gasp of surprise.

From the moment the question was announced until now, it hasn't even been three minutes at most, and it's already finished? Could it be that he gave up on himself and just did something hastily to get by, already having given up on the task?

Erina's gaze turned cold as she considered this. If that were the case, this beautiful woman would definitely pay a heavy price!

Because God's Tongue's review will be published in the shortest possible time, completely cutting off her future as a chef.

Miss Rin seemed to sense the coldness in Erina's gaze. Being ruthless and taciturn, she directly reached out and lifted the inverted bowl that was being used as a lid.

"Please taste it."

The moment the bowl lid was removed, scalding steam rose from the white porcelain plate, and streaks of dazzling golden light pierced through the steam, projecting into the hall!

All the golden light converged into a beam that shot straight to the ceiling, forming a wave-like golden cloud that made the secretary next to her unable to open her eyes.

Erina was stunned, her pupils turning gold.

"Food, food qi..."

"What?! This is actually Qi-eating! Could it be that this examinee is actually a spirit chef?!"

Even Yukihira, who was focused on cooking, was drawn to the food and turned his gaze in their direction.

As for Pendragon and Lily, they were completely baffled, wondering what this "Flavor Eater" and "Spirit Chef" thing was. Was it a special setting of this world?

Rin: "This is magic."

The anomaly lasted only a short time; the golden light eventually seemed to return to the plate and condense into a ball, turning into golden grains of rice.

"Is this golden fried rice?"

Erina's expression turned serious; from the moment the lid of the bowl was lifted, her attitude became extremely earnest.

"Golden fried rice?"

Yukihira, playing a minor role, repeated a line.

"It's like I saw some light, but it's hard to believe."

Lily rubbed her eyes as if to confirm, wondering if she was hallucinating, or if Tohsaka had used magic in this world?

Erina used a porcelain spoon to scoop up dozens of golden grains of rice and put them in her mouth, chewing them silently and carefully.

The aromas of all the ingredients were somehow sealed away, released only the instant they touched the tongue. The intense fragrance was like a sledgehammer smashing into the brain, blurring consciousness and transporting one to a faraway place, where golden rice paddies and gentle breezes created a golden ocean. From this ocean, tiny angels, transformed from grains of rice, floated up, circling around the user, their shimmering wings leaving golden trails. (Just kidding, don't take it personally!)

"qualified!"

After taking one bite of rice, Erina was so excited that she slammed her hand on the table, declaring Rin qualified immediately.

Then, with a serious expression, as if facing a formidable enemy, he looked at the fried rice in front of him, which exuded a golden-like texture, and picked up the spatula again.

How is this incredibly delicious fried rice, with its savory aroma rising to the ceiling and reaching a height of over ten feet, made?

Thinking of this, Erina couldn't help but stick out her tongue and lick her lips, savoring it again—

This time, it's not just about enjoying the food, but about using the incredible power of the God Tongue to achieve a time-reversal effect, recreating all the ingredients and cooking methods of this fried rice in my mind!

flame!

When Erina closed her eyes, the first thing that came to mind was a blazing fire, its intense heat spreading outwards.

To make scrambled eggs, quickly stir the eggs in a wok over high heat until they are half-cooked. Then add rice and stir-fry until each grain is separated, ensuring that every grain of rice is coated with golden egg liquid.

Seasoned with pepper and salt, the intense heat of cooking instantly seals in the flavors and aromas of all the ingredients.

At this point, the golden fried rice is complete.

The process is frighteningly simple, to the point of being back to basics, just like anyone who can't cook can learn it after watching it once!

But Erina knew that was impossible. As the soul of this fried rice, the one that runs through all the ingredients and perfectly blends them together is the flame!

The perfection is achieved down to the smallest detail, ensuring even heating of every grain of rice and every drop of egg. By mastering this almost impossible task of controlling the heat, this fried rice is given a soul, displaying a golden hue and naturally exuding an irresistible aroma.

"Let me try some too."

Pendragon was drawn by the aroma and was about to go over to get a few spoonfuls of fried rice when Rin stopped him halfway there.

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Pendragon, instantly understanding, walked to the stove and carried a large, steaming bowl to the equally curious Lily.

P.S.: The author's writing speed is quite unpredictable; it usually takes until the early hours of the morning to finish. I've been pulling all-nighters for the past few days, and although I went to bed early last night, I still fell asleep at work this afternoon. My colleague said that I was sleeping every time the boss passed by, lol.

Sending a "good guy" card to my boss who didn't wake me up, hoping he finds a girlfriend soon, hahaha.

Chapter 159 A Snap of Fingers

Chapter 159

This time, the strange phenomenon was gone, probably due to the special rules here, but the taste was the same.

"good to eat!"

"tasty!"

Pendragon and Lily spoke at the same time. Rin's food was already delicious, but this glowing food was different; it tasted especially good. It was as if... the food itself had been elevated.

It has been repurposed as a consumable to fill one's stomach, and has been given other meanings in its existence.

Pendragon couldn't describe it either; it was just a very special feeling.

Their commotion attracted the attention of the inspectors. Erina looked at the plate in front of her, which contained about the size of a palm, and then at the bowl that Pendragon was holding, which was bigger than her head and filled to the brim. The difference was immediately apparent.

"Hey! Where's your food? Did you come to Totsuki for the assessment just to freeload?"

Erina loudly reminded the candidates who hadn't submitted their work yet, especially the spiky-haired guy who had been arguing with her, who had actually made egg rice.

With the excellent example of golden fried rice before her, Erina would have just packed up and left if Rin Tohsaka, who made this golden fried rice, hadn't had her companions taking the exam here.

She thinks she can taste this ordinary, common food? Dream on! Having grown up in a paradise of all kinds of high-end cuisine, she has no interest in even glancing at it.

At this moment, Pendragon had already decided what to do. He reached out and pulled out the flags that were stuck all over Erina's head, preventing her from being embarrassed later.

Since it's a mind control spell anyway, it doesn't matter what I do. Pendragon just happened to see tomatoes, so I'll make a tomato and egg dish.

The hand that was holding the holy sword was now replaced by a kitchen knife. Pendragon closed his eyes, searched for a feeling, and used the Shadowless Blade to chop the tomatoes that Rin had washed and handed over into a pulp.

Erina opened her mouth, unsure whether to criticize the appalling knife skills or say that the assessment was a personal matter and that no one else needed to help her wash the vegetables.

However, since Rin had just passed the exam with great success, the equally arrogant Erina felt embarrassed to say anything to her and decided to put up with Pendragon for now and see what she was really capable of.

"Eggs, tomatoes, salt, miso, soy sauce, pepper..."

Pendragon found a pot and put in the ingredients he had just prepared one by one, as if he were following a recipe. The proportions and order of the ingredients were meticulous.

"Huh, they even have Thirteen Spices!"

However, it wasn't the old ace, but Yatogami. Her avatar was a cute anime girl, and Pendragon thought it looked good, so he poured out more of her.

In reality, Pendragon just threw things in randomly, adding whatever interested him to the pot, as if that would cook up a variety of delicious dishes with wonderful sounds and flavors.

Not only Rin, who was standing by watching, but also Yukihira, who was focused on making chicken wing broth, had some twitching in the corners of their eyes, cheeks, and mouths of the other girls who were still in the hall.

What are they doing? A chemistry experiment?

Rin Tohsaka sighed deeply. She had been looking forward to the cooking of the "all-around Saber," since foodies are usually good at cooking, right?

Then she completely gave up. This close-up observation refreshed Rin's bottom line of values ​​regarding the culinary world, opening the door to the world of dark cuisine for her.

Pendragon added enough seasonings, then poured in a spoonful of tap water, covered the pot, and turned on the fire underneath.

Next, she clasped her hands together in front of the pot—human transmutation, an exchange of equal value! (Humorous)

"I'm counting on you from now on, Flame! Good luck, thank you!"

"???"

"???"

"???"

Completely bewildered, Pendragon's incredible maneuver left Rin feeling breathless. "Such a thing?!" she thought.

After finishing all that, Pendragon picked up the still steaming bowl again, found a pair of chopsticks, and began to eat the golden fried rice in small bites.

Lily is cooking right now, so she probably won't have time to eat.

"..."

Although I'm happy that my fried rice has managed to keep "Saber" in her stomach so well, isn't this the time to eat?

"Hey! The food's going to burn, and you're still eating it!"

Miss Rin had no hope for her haphazard stew, but at least she put on a show of respect.

"It's okay, I've been following your tutorial for a long time, it's super easy."

Pendragon gave Rin a thumbs up, wondering how she managed to chew her food while speaking clearly.

Yes, the old translator deserves the most credit.

Miss Rin gestured with her eyes to the iron pot that was being heated over a high flame on the stove, and ominous smoke was coming out!

"It really is a bit burnt."

The Flame Brother, entrusted by Pendragon, was incredibly energetic. In the time it takes to eat a meal, he evaporated a spoonful of water, causing the underlying material to carbonize.

Therefore, the dish name is no longer "tomato and egg" but refers to the "substance," indicating that even the chef himself does not believe he can make the dish.

Finding that his stew was already starting to smoke, Pendragon quickly finished the remaining fried rice in the large bowl, and then took a plate to serve the tomatoes and eggs with large pieces of black char.

"Mine is finished too."

Erina casually placed the dish next to Rin's golden fried rice, and she felt the veins on her forehead almost struggling to pop out from under her skin.

Is this dark, murky pile of dog poop or poison? Just the fact that it's here, sitting on the table, is polluting the hall!

This stuff is worthy of being served to me?

Erina didn't even bother to mock the other person for being a third-rate chef; she simply ignored him.

No, Erina's sensitive God Tongue could taste the bitterness of this stuff even when she was breathing.

Throw the plate and the pot out together!

Erina was just about to say that.

"Snapped."

As if from the source of all evil, a snap of the fingers, accompanied by a flash of red light that instantly spread throughout the hall, caused the words that were about to be spoken to be abruptly stuck in the throat.

Erina felt that she was suddenly acting very strange... no, it was that plate of dark, mushy tomato and egg dish that was acting strange!

It didn't seem so bad. The dish, reddish-yellow and yellowish-black, seemed to instantly excite Erina, making her widen her beautiful eyes and fill them with shimmering tears.

I want to eat it! I want to try it!