Chapter 1075 - You Die!
“F*ck me!”
Mag retrieved his leg that he just stretched out instantly. His body swayed, and he almost fell off the cliff.
He barely maintained his balance on the cliff. He looked at the tiny little at the bottom, and yelled in his heart, “What the hell is this, System?! You are trying to murder to your own father!”
“Host, please mind your language! Even though we could really be a father and son, you cannot address yourself as my father whenever you like it! I am not shameless!!!” the system said seriously.
Mag’s mouth twitched. He couldn’t bear to say the words that came to his mouth. He coughed gently before saying, “Pray tell, what is this ‘Buddha jumps over the 100-meter-wall’ challenge? I came here to learn how to cook a dish properly, why am I challenging jumping over some wall! Furthermore, whose house has walls that tall? Do you think the monks are giants?”
[Shen Mag
2016.11.11 From our respectable Super VIP member
“What kind of rubbish ‘Buddha jumps over the wall’. The chefs who are going to learn this dish in the future should experience ‘Buddha jumps over the 100-meter-wall’ so they would know what kind of taste is needed to make a monk climb over a wall before they start on their new job. Otherwise, don’t put ‘Buddha jumps over the wall’ on a signboard and hang it on their door. It’s a disgrace!”
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A Weibo screenshot appeared in Mag’s mind quickly.
First comment:
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Mag: “…”
Damn…
He indeed had nothing to say.
Looking at the hottest comment, Mag teared up. Is he a f*cking prophesier?
“One has to pay for his sins eventually”. Mag finally understood this phrase.
“About that, System, it was just me being itchy hands after I got drunk. It can’t be taken seriously. Let’s take this wall down and talk things through. Nothing can’t be resolved with a good discussion,” Mag said after clearing his throat. He lowered his head and gazed down at that pond at the bottom.
It looked to be about 10 square meters, and from the height of 100 meters, it looked just like a little bottle opening.
After all, he wasn’t a professional diving athlete. Falling from a height of 100 meters, he would become a puddle of meat sauce the very moment he touched down.
Even though this was the test field for the God of Cookery, and he could save and come back again, given the level of simulation in this test field, the pain he would feel was not going to be discounted.
“Please complete the mission of ‘Buddha jumps over the 100-meter-wall’ as soon as possible, Host. After a 30 seconds countdown, the height of the wall will increase by 10 meters, and the height will continue to increase by 10 meters every minute!” the system said seriously.
“Okay, okay, okay. I will jump. But can you make the puddle bigger? Have you seen anybody dive from a 100 meters height into such a tiny puddle? Isn’t this a trap?” Mag’s eyebrows crawled up his forehead as he stared at the countdown that was already blinking in his head.
“Host, please mind your language!” the system warned solemnly before it continued, “After the calculation done by this system, a 3×3 pool is sufficient for the Host alone to dive in. A 15 meters depth is enough to diffuse the impact of the Host’s dive and ensure that the Host would not die from the dive.”
“I…”
“Counting down: 10, 9, 8…”
The system ignored Mag and began the countdown.
“Damn!”
Taking a deep breath, Mag tried to calm himself down as best as he could. He tried to recall the actions of the professional divers in competition that he’d watched before. He closed his eyes and adjusted his breathing.
3, 2, 1!
He bent his knees and then took a leap of faith!
Tightly close legs and a straight posture, he did look like a professional diving athlete.
Wind rushed by his cheeks as Mag stared at the tiny little pond below. The pool looked bigger and bigger to his human eyes. He didn’t sense any problem, and the legendary landing technique of the dream team already began to replay in his mind.
Then…
Smack!
“You die.”
Mag stood at the wall and blinked hard to banish the memories of him falling to his death out. Then, he yelled, “F*ck you, system!!!”
“Whatever.”
“I…”
“Counting down: 10, 9, 8…”
“F*ck you!!!”
Mag took a leap of faith again, but this time, he didn’t choose to land on his face, nor care about having a graceful posture. He would go in with his feet first.
He had already thought it through. Even if he failed to jump into the pond, even if he got hurt, he wasn’t going to die again.
Crack.
“Your legs are broken.
“You will not be able to focus on your culinary test on broken legs. Please attempt the challenge again!
“All the best to you.”
…
Standing on the wall the 99th time, Mag looked at the tiny pond below and smirked. He jumped before the countdown could even start.
This kind of matter was similar to throwing hoops at a carnival. You most likely wouldn’t hit anything if you tried to aim. However, you simply threw them out haphazardly…
Smack!
“You die.”
…
The 101st time. Mag came out of the water followed by a huge splash. He tossed his hair and smirked. “Huh, it’s only 100 meters?”
“Congratulations for completing the ‘Buddha jumps over the 100-meter-wall’ challenge, Host. In the light of the Host’s exceptional performance, the mission of the ‘Buddha jumps over the 150-meter-wall’ experience is unlocked. Do you want to accept it?”
“Hahaha, what is that? The wind is so strong today. It’s time to learn to make the ‘Buddha jumps over the wall’ dish seriously.”
Mag turned and left. What nonsensical experience mission? Did it think he was stupid?
The tall wall and pond disappeared as soon as Mag turned around. With the change of the scene, Mag was already standing in the center of a closed kitchen. Apart from having a few extra soup pots and an old ocher-colored Shaoxing Wine urn, the kitchen looked as usual.
Can an authentic ‘Buddha jumps over the wall’ really make a monk desert his zen training and climb over a tall wall? What kind of scrumptious taste is that which endowed him with such courage? Or maybe that monk was a fake monk who indulged himself in wine and meat? Mag thought curiously.
Mag took a look at his surroundings before walking over to the refrigerator to check out all the newly arrived ingredients.
A few lattices that were added in the fridge had dried abalones, sea cucumbers, shark fins, shark’s lips, shiitake mushrooms, dried scallops, pigeon’s eggs…
30 ingredients took up plenty of space in the refrigerator. Fortunately, the refrigerator was big enough, and each ingredient only required a tiny space. The natural advantage of the system’s automatic replenishing system was displayed to its fullest.
Cooking 30 ingredients together at once is indeed a technical job. I hope I can leave here by tomorrow morning, Mag thought as he opened the fridge to take out all the different ingredients.
