Chapter 132: Chapter 132: Hot Pot
Translator: 549690339
“For me, I’ll choose number 3 and 9.”
Du Weiwei spoke, her calm demeanor reflecting her experience with Spirit Battles selection and her extensive experience.
After stating her choices, she continued, “There are many criteria for scoring in the selection battle, but the main points still come from the time taken to defeat the opponent and the display during the process.”
“For instance, combined battle skills or the higher ability to apply battle skills, these are bonus points.”
“So when choosing opponents, you need to consider their battles skills and try to choose those that can better showcase your strength. This way, it’s easier to get a higher score.”
“What if we don’t have enough strength to defeat an opponent?” Qi Xiaoyu couldn’t help but mumble, “I don’t know where that big idiot, who only has a One-star Food Spirit like me, gets his confidence.”
“If you can’t defeat them, there’s another way to calculate the score, which is based on the time you held on before completely losing.” Du Weiwei smiled, “But in that case, the score will be lowered accordingly.”
“No worries. If you don’t have any expectations, you won’t be disappointed!” Qi Xiaoyu shrugged, “I choose number 4. and 8. Xiu Xiu’s battle skills will have a wider scope against them.”
Next, the three turned their attention to Qin Lang, who had yet to make his choice.
Qin Lang comfortingly petted Spicy’s head.
Obviously, in a selection battle where only one Food Spirit can be dispatched for battle, letting Dan Bao, who was a Two-star Food Spirit, participate would yield better results.
However, that would mean Spicy, who was eager to compete and had a strong interest in Spirit Battles, would have to watch from the sidelines.
“Chaka…”
I’ll cheer for you all then…
Spicy nuzzled against Qin Lang’s hand, quickly adjusting his attitude.
At this moment, he was indeed weaker than Dan Bao.
However, this spurred on his competitive spirit.
He had to quickly become a Two-star Food Spirit, to catch up with Dan Bao!
“Gurulu-”
1 will definitely go all out!
Dan Bao nuzzled against Spicy, his little head brimming with a strong will to battle.
If they could advance to the top four or even higher, they would be given another Stars tone reward!
Spicy had already absorbed four pieces of Starstone before, with a few more, he could reach Two-stars just like him!
This wasn’t only for Spicy but also for him.
Once Spicy reached Two-stars, the two Food Spirits could evenly split the subsequent Star Power!
This way, his progress would also speed up a lot.
Seeing the harmonious interaction between the two Food Spirits, allowing each other to grow without any conflict over Star Power, Qin Lang smiled and made his choice.
“I choose number 1 and 2.”
Since it was Dan Bao going into the battle, he should choose opponents that can much more greatly display the Full Firepower and Thought Waves.
The Food Spirits of these two Spirit Chefs have nature-based combat skills of ice and snow.
Ice and fire are forces that repel each other. It would naturally be clearer when displayed, which would help in getting higher scores.
Seeing that the four had made their decisions, Liu Tianchen on the side smiled, “At that time, I’ll be sitting in the audience seats, cheering for you.”
“Right, aren’t you participating?” Qi Xiaoyu asked curiously.
“Me?”
Liu Tianchen summoned his Food Spirit.
It was a white spherical Food Spirit, half-transparent all over. It had two unique ears made of snowflakes, and on its head was a small ice crystal crown, making it look quite adorable.
Near the Food Spirit was only one star in orbit. Judging from the brightness of the star, this Food Spirit was recently born.
“I’m still not strong enough to try the challenge. I need to train more first,” he said, stretching his hands languidly, a glimmer of mischief in his eyes. “By the way, isn’t it about time for lunch?”
“If you hadn’t brought it up, 1 would’ve forgotten…” Qi Xiaoyu responded with a pained expression, rubbing her stomach. “I’m so hungry…”
During the challenge, she exerted a great amount of energy due to insufficient clothing for the cold.
However, the acquisition of the badge and registration for the competition had distracted her, so she hadn’t noticed her hunger.
Now, with Liu Tianchen’s mention of lunch, her hunger suddenly became almost unbearable.
Not just Qi Xiaoyu, but the other three and their six Food Spirits who had gone through the challenge were also starving.
“My house is nearby. Everyone come have lunch together!” Liu Tianchen suggested excitedly, “We are all Spirit Chefs, time to show off our culinary skills!”
“Leave the lunch problem to me,” Qin Lang interjected with a smile, “I’ve prepared for this.”
As they curiously watched him, Qin Lang then pulled out from the large bag he was carrying…
A cooking pot.
“You’ve been secretly carrying a cooking pot all along?!” Qi Xiaoyu was stunned
– for a moment, so taken aback that she almost forgot she was hungry. “I thought you’d brought food!”
“A chef carrying a pot wherever they go is quite logical”, Qin Lang responded with a light chuckle, “and you surely need a pot to make food.”
In fact, he’d come up with this idea while riding the cable car and noticing the heavy snowfall over Bai Lu Mountain.
The pot he carried was not an ordinary one.
The interior was divided into two compartments by a curved metal piece, reminiscent of the Taoist yin and yang symbol.
This was a Yuanyang pot.
“This is a custom-made pot, isn’t it?” Liu Tianchen curiously examined the pot, taking an interest. “Can it cook two different types of food at the same time?”
“More or less, but not exactly,” Qin Lang replied, grinning mischievously. “Let’s hurry back to your place, and I’ll make something for everyone.”
“Lunch is ready!”
In Liu Tianchen’s home, five people were seated around a dining table.
In the middle of the table was Qin Lang’s large pot, placed on an induction cooker for heating.
Currently, the pot contained two distinct broths, each of a different color.
One side boasted a flaming red color, and the floating dried chili and Sichuan peppercorns conveyed a considerable level of spiciness.
The increasingly emit spicy and rich aroma could not be ignored.
The other side held a muddy white soup, but it was just as extraordinary.
Using ingredients from Liu Tianchen’s house, Qin Lang had made a pork stomach chicken soup. The rich flavor greatly impressed Qi Xiaoyu as she had a quick taste.
Around the Yuanyang pot were plates of neatly cut and arranged ingredients: tender tripe, shrimp slides, slices of fat mutton, beef, along with a variety of finely prepared vegetables.
After swishing a slice of tripe seven or eight times in the pot, Qin Lang dipped it into a sauce dish filled with garlic and chopped cilantro soaked in flavorful oil, then popped it into his mouth.
The crispy tripe, blanched in the spicy red soup, carried a hint of garlic and the fresh aroma of cilantro, offering a melodious symphony of flavors as it was chewed.
He hadn’t tasted this familiar flavor for a while and sighed with nostalgia.
Watching the other four people eagerly eating, and their seven Food Spirits waiting for their treats, Qing Lang turned to look outside at the snowfall.
This heavy snowfall is perfect with hot pot.
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