dognovel Chapter 758: Literary Battle, Additional Rules
Chapter 758: Literary Battle, Additional Rules
"Dear audience, the match is now a win for both teams, and both sides are back on the same starting line!"
"The next match is between 'Robin' and 'Chef'—let's wait and see who will win this one and gain match point!"
"Two contestants, are you ready?"
The host's voice sounded, and the God of Cooking spoke lazily.
"Everything is OK on my end!"
"No no no no no... no problem!"
Robin also stammered and answered loudly.
Standing on the stage under the spotlight of the public was obviously making her feel a little uncomfortable.
After the two answered, the stone bricks under their feet rose up again and changed into the shape of a "falling" theme.
Robin stood there, holding the paintbrush, not moving.
The chef over there has it easy.
He stretched and then took out a big white speaker.
"Hey, hey, can you hear me?"
The Kitchen God spoke through a megaphone, his voice booming throughout the arena.
Robin was stunned for a moment, then nodded and replied loudly: "I can hear you, what's wrong?"
The two people actually started chatting on the court.
The God of Cooking said, "Look, my friend, since my teammates were injured or used their trump cards in the last two games, we have to leave a whole Level 3 to help them through the next [Instance]. Plus, I'm a bit of a lazy person, so... I think we should just not fight to the death."
"You, the Night's Watch and the Order, also shoulder heavy responsibilities. If you all exhaust your strength and reveal all your cards, that wouldn't be a good thing, would it?"
The God of Cooking said this, and Zhigeng hesitated.
"But we have to decide who wins and who loses, right?"
"I don't mean we all give up. I just want to change from a physical fight to a verbal one, from a fight to the death to a fight to the bitter end," the God of Cooking said, holding up his megaphone. "How about we come up with a duel format that everyone can accept?"
"In 'Death Field', these impromptu additions to the rules can even be notarized by the host," the God of Cooking looked at Earl on the sidelines. "Am I remembering correctly?"
Earl nodded and said, "That's right. As long as both of you agree and it's fair, you can add some temporary rules within a certain range that don't conflict with the general rules. I will also help you notarize them here."
"At the same time, I will use my Lord's authority to test whether the rules you mentioned are truly fair, to prevent anyone from playing word games."
Earl added this, and neither of the two players on the court felt anything.
But in the audience, Lin Yu, whose eyes had been shining, felt a little disappointed.
"There's also divine authority, so forget it..."
He sighed in his heart.
The conversation between the two people on the field continued.
"Anyway, the classic literary duel is to take turns attacking, with the winner determined by three moves, or one move per person, and then the one who can't hold on any longer surrenders," the God of Cooking said, pausing. "But that still risks getting hurt... So, let's compete in 'works'."
"work?"
The robin was a little confused.
"You're the 'painter', right? I'm the 'cook,'" the God of Cooking said seriously. "So, let's compete in the strength of our work, a competition between your paintings and my cooking."
"This drop zone is also very convenient. The loser can just jump in, take a couple of sips of the anesthetic gas, and pass out, and that's considered as admitting defeat."
Zhigen was a little confused.
"I understand the latter part, but how can painting and cooking compete?"
"It's simple. I'll start cooking in a moment," the God of Cooking said sternly. "You can use anything you draw to interfere with me. Attack me or my pot, no problem. I won't use any [tools] that can't be used for cooking to defend or dodge. If I don't make three dishes that are beautiful, fragrant, and delicious within 15 minutes, and none of them are delicious enough for you to taste, I lose."
"You can even just try to push me down."
"Also, as the painter, I must use any 'regular ingredients' you draw before I finish the second dish in these three dishes... The upper limit is ten."
"This is a list and illustration of 'common ingredients'. You can look through it first. When you start drawing, if you're not sure whether your idea counts as a 'common ingredient', you can focus your mind and the book will tell you."
Listening to the words of the God of Cooking and catching the book thrown by him from afar, Zhi Geng was a little stunned.
"But, but the judging criteria are completely handed over to me. How can this be fair? Even if it's delicious, I can still say it's not delicious?"
"It's really unfair," Earl said, holding up a scale that was clearly tilted towards one end. "This rule favors Robin."
"That's fine. If I can't make something so delicious that you can't honestly say 'it's not good,' then I deserve to lose," the God of Cooking said confidently. "Of course, these aren't all the rules—before we begin, you need to answer three questions truthfully."
After the God of Cooking said this, the scales tilted slightly and returned to the God of Cooking's direction.
But overall it is a more favorable situation for Zhigeng.
"At this level... since you proposed the rules, they can be implemented."
Zhigeng thought for a long time and looked back towards the audience.
Observing the expressions of his fellow Night Watchmen, Zhigeng hesitated for a while before speaking.
"Okay, I promise you."
She said and the God of Cooking nodded.
"Then please answer me three questions."
"Where are you from? Where do you live now? Do you have any dietary restrictions?"
Upon hearing this, Zhigeng replied in a low voice, "I am originally from Hunan Province, and now live in Quancheng."
"As for dietary restrictions, I don't like vinegar and cilantro."
"I understand," the God of Cooking nodded. "Then please ask the host to announce the start time and start the timer for us!"
Earl was naturally pleased. "Okay... New rules confirmed and added—after asking Robin three questions, the 'Master Chef' must complete three 'dishes' within 15 minutes and receive a 'delicious' rating from Robin to win. During this time, Robin can use 'drawing' to interfere with the 'Master Chef'. And before completing two dishes, the 'Master Chef' must use the 'regular ingredients' drawn by Robin."
"If the 'Chef' fails to complete three 'dishes' before the timer runs out, fails to use all the 'ingredients' when completing the dish, or fails to receive a review for the dish being delicious after completing it, it will be considered a victory for the 'Chef'."
"The new rules have been read out. Now... I declare the timer to begin!"