Chapter 299 - 299 279 Cooking Skills
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Updated : Oct 11th, 2025
299: Chapter 279: Cooking Skills 299: Chapter 279: Cooking Skills Some people live just for the sake of competing with others.
But sometimes, certain things force you to fight for that competition.
In Lu Ping’an’s opinion, this was actually a small matter that didn’t matter much.
That Wu-something guy wanted to save face, and the old woman captain of Team 5 wanted to salvage her reputation.
If a subordinate was beaten and publicly humiliated, and the boss pretended not to see, would anyone take the fifth team and its captain seriously in the future?
It was clear to other teams who were merely observing indifferently that in the end, each team was a small “warlord” who fought for themselves, with face being equal to profit and even life, but…
“…What does this have to do with me?”
Never wronging himself was probably already an instinct for Lu Ping’an.
If someone wanted to provoke him, he would simply fight back, so…
“Come on, try my cooking skills, just freshly roasted.”
Lu Ping’an happily introduced his cooking skills to his colleagues, with a freshly roasted pile of paste.
It was a pile of kebabs with iron wires poking through pieces of meat that looked like they died in agony.
On top of the meat were life crystals resembling stone, sticky twisted tentacles, and limbs of various insect-like creatures.
Just judging by its appearance, these probably were all poisonous.
However, in Lu Ping’an’s evaluation, this was…
[Failed Unnamed Cuisine (Unclassified Pollution Item)]: Although the taste is not guaranteed, it should be non-toxic and capable of increasing one’s fire pit capacity.
Yeah, probably.
Safe use precondition: 1-tier professional.
Complete absorption precondition: 2-tier professional or above or 0-tier gourmet.]
Since he had become a gourmet, and confirmed the high potential and unlimited future of “Life Illustration,” Lu Ping’an naturally tried the “Path of Gourmet” in his spare time…
not letting his taste buds down.
“…Did you try it yourself?”
Seeing the dead-looking and seemingly still twitching “Roasted Meat Set Meal,” someone raised an objection.
“Of course not, I’m not stupid…ahem, I mean, the ingredients are limited, so naturally, they’re reserved for those in need.
You guys should need it, right?”
Team 3 looked at each other.
No one spoke, but they all knew it was true.
Professions from the logistics department had obvious advantages in various aspects.
One such advantage for those with the “chef” profession was the quick completion of “adaptation” adjustments.
In the end, the gourmet and chef path was an unscientific and bizarre approach that simply involved “eat what you need.” In addition to the variety of powerful short-term buffs, their cooking could transform “opponents” into dishes that increased the user’s adaptability to the environment.
In a cold environment, you could increase your resistance to cold and ice; in a hot environment, you could increase your fire pit capacity.
Even in a suffocating underwater environment, top chefs could make a seafood feast that allowed one to breathe underwater.
Compared to magic potions, the ingredients they used were more “popular,” often available from local sources, with lower thresholds, larger yields.
Ordinary people couldn’t do this, since you never knew whether your next bite would be your last…
“When did you become a chef?”
“I’m in the process of becoming one.
Isn’t this just practicing?”
Lu Ping’an’s smiling face made everyone gasp.
How daring.
Like magic alchemists and craftsmen, chefs were also advanced professions derived from the scholar profession, starting at the 2-tier and not as easy to advance as a gourmet.
Being another derivative of the scholar profession also meant it was an extremely “trivial” profession, requiring a large amount of learning and accumulation, including not only the accumulation of professional skills, but also a wealth of knowledge…
so-called “cooks” actually needed to know which organisms were edible and find the best way to consume unknown organisms, making them an alternative type of biologist.
But as a chef, the requirement for advancement was naturally “cooking.” So, Lu Ping’an took the opportunity to brush up on his skill.
“Let me try.”
In the ensuing silence, Xia Qin was the first to stand up.
“It’s okay, Lu Ping’an has the ability to discern whether it’s poisonous or not.” Xia Qin tried to comfort her colleagues.
At this time, one still needed to trust their teammates.
“I mean, I already have the gourmet profession, so I probably won’t die….”
She closed her mouth, opened it, took a bite, and chewed…
“Uh!”
And then, she fainted.
A mix of flavors filled her mouth, but none of them were distinctly sweet, sour, bitter, spicy, or salty.
The texture was twisted and sticky in her throat and the stench invaded her nose.
Even a third-tier Sword Saint couldn’t withstand this double onslaught from the inside out.
Before she completely lost consciousness, she heard some regrettable words in her confusion.
“Lu Ping’an!
What did you put in as a seasoning?
What’s going on!”
“Seasoning…..
You’re expecting seasoning here?
This is au naturel!”
“Hold on, if there’s no seasoning, then how about water?
Did you wash it clean?!
Why are you silent?”
“…Actually, I did wash it, with the sludge here…” Lu Ping’an casually pointed out the sticky mud monster.
There was a difference between being non-toxic and actually edible.
In the midst of chaos, Lu Ping’an’s first time cooking resulted in a catastrophic failure.
Since his teammates refused to touch it any further despite his persuasion, he reluctantly sent the “precious” ingredients back to the “courtyard”… Ultimately, they could serve as pet food, so it wasn’t a total loss.
“I suggest, for the sake of others… for your own sake, you should take some cooking classes at Ancient City University.”
Surprisingly, Lu Ping’an was genuinely inspired by the suggestion.
Since he was the top student in logistics, he should at least attend some classes… to learn how to wield Extraordinary cooking tools and apply special condiments.
After the brief interlude, everyone naturally switched to battle-ready mode.
Theoretically, Special Service Team Three had an intelligence advantage because Lu Ping’an stayed behind.
“Let’s get our hands dirty, alleviate future pressure, and loot some spoils of war so other teams won’t look down on us.” Xue En was quite direct; he had been itching to get started.
“Yes, we’re already slow, Meow.
They’ve started…” This time, Meow followed them.
Since most of their combat power was present and someone would be looking after logistics during the showdown, there was no need to leave her behind.
“It won’t happen.” Lu Ping’an smiled.
“Because I cleared all forty-seven tribes nearby.
Going deeper would be too much for a single team to handle.”
Lu Ping’an calmly dropped the bombshell.
Informed individuals wouldn’t probe but those who were new and didn’t know enough wouldn’t delve deeper either.
Lu Ping’an was genuinely indifferent to the shocked and awed gazes he received.
Hide his strength?
No need now, couldn’t keep it hidden anyway… Soon, the medals and rewards from the previous mission would be distributed, and strength would determine their standing within the special service team.
On the flip side, it was time to set sail while the wind favored them.
“I saved two pieces of land as reserves for… ahem… everyone’s practice.
I’ll take you there now.”
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While Lu Ping’an’s group enjoyed a casual stroll, other teams were also hastening their progress.
They tried to hunt, fight, gather intelligence, and adapt to the local environment.
The stifling heat and suffocation in the air greatly impacted their combat power.
Some teams used magic potions, others used artisan’s cooling and protective devices, a few brought cooks, while some even created a mobile barrier with their domain… But they all needed real combat to adapt to this environment and recover their strength before the final battle.
Oddly enough, no matter which direction they went, they were met with desolation.
Tribes became ruins, leaving behind thick fluids and remains.
It was as if multiple ghost towns appeared after a horror movie massacre.
This was obviously abnormal.
According to the records, there were no two factions here— this Exotic Realm was a single-species world, and only their own team was the lone invader.
“…I’ve killed them all.”
That innocent, calm smile repeated itself in the minds of the special agents time and time again.
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