"ha?"
Saitama's eyes instantly lit up like searchlights: "There are such people?!"
The ST10 judges all took a deep breath.
They had witnessed with their own eyes how this bald man wiped out enough gluttonous mammoths to feed 500 million people in just ten minutes!
On the side of the group of ten and five, the third contestant walked out slowly.
It was a woman wearing a cat-face mask, with a graceful figure.
"It's 'Water Pressure Cooking Chef' Kachinochishu!"
There was an uproar in the audience.
"Legend has it that she can precisely control the freshness of every grain of food in the high-pressure environment of the deep sea!"
Kakinochixiu bowed gracefully, and a cold voice emanated from beneath his cat-faced mask: "I will show this judge what true 'freshness' is."
The Komatsu team was engaged in a heated discussion.
"We've already lost the first round. If we lose again, we'll be at a huge disadvantage."
Master Qianliu stroked his beard and said, "Let me take this match! My 'Momentary Freshness' technique is best suited for this kind of competition!"
"No, I should do it!" Chef Damara patted his chest, "My 'Ice and Fire' can maximize the original flavor of the ingredients!"
Chefs Skye and Nono were also eager to try, each explaining their advantages.
Just as the argument was getting more intense, Xiaosong suddenly stood up.
"Dear seniors, this... please give it to me."
His voice was not loud, but it instantly quieted the noisy crowd and made them look at the young chef who was usually the most humble.
"The real key to this match isn't doing more or doing it faster...it's really about understanding Mr. Saitama's 'stomach'."
Xiaosong looked at Saitama on the judges' panel, the corners of his mouth raised unconsciously, and he said:
"During the time on the Seventh Continent, I had to prepare meals for Mr. Saitama and Mr. Garou every day. No one knows better than me how much Mr. Saitama eats."
Everyone followed his gaze.
Saitama, who had just eaten a whole mammoth, had no sign of his stomach swelling at all, as if he was connected to another dimension.
"That's not a human stomach..." Qianliu muttered, "It's a black hole!"
Xiaosong tied on an apron with a sincere look in his eyes: "Besides, I also know that Mr. Saitama likes this flavor the most - simple, direct, and full of impact. Delicious.
And I think no one is more suitable than me for this.”
After a brief silence, Master Yoda patted Xiaosong's shoulder heavily and said, "That's right! This battle is all yours, Chef Xiaosong!"
The other chefs nodded in agreement.
As Komatsu walked towards the arena, there was a round of boos from the audience.
"What are you doing? Sending such a young boy?"
"It seems that the human world has given up on this competition!"
"Master Kachinochi is a top-notch chef who can control water pressure!"
Faced with the doubts, Xiaosong just smiled shyly and took out the dragon tooth kitchen knife that had been with him for many years from his waist.
"bite--"
The blade trembled slightly, emitting a clear dragon roar.
Kachinochi Xiu laughed sweetly: "Little brother, it's not too late to admit defeat now."
Xiaosong responded calmly: "Please give me your guidance."
…
Somewhere in the world of food, on the catering planet.
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