"I have lived for sixteen years, but I have never heard of anyone who has such a strange ability, which is more powerful than the legendary Great Identification Technique..."

Before entering the cave, Bai Wushang quietly experimented several times. As long as he looked at any zombie within ten meters, a detailed attribute panel would be reflected in his pupils.

What's even more bizarre is that a mysterious pattern of a gold knife and silver fork appeared out of thin air on the back of his right hand.

Bai Wushang tested Mu Xiaoxiao and found that she could not see the pattern at all. It seemed that only he could see it.

"What the hell is this?"

Bai Wushang stared at the gold knife and silver fork on the back of his hand, his eyes looking thoughtful.

As I watched, a disembodied voice suddenly came to my ears——

"Do you want to open the Altar of the God of Cookery?"

Bai Wushang was startled and looked around. Everything was normal and there was nothing wrong.

"Do you want to open the Altar of the God of Cookery?"

The sound sounded again. Bai Wushang carefully identified the source and found that the sound seemed to be coming from a golden knife and silver fork.

"Altar to the God of Cookery... God of Cookery..."

Bai Wushang chewed this inexplicably familiar word twice and suddenly woke up: "Before Qin Long died, he seemed to be fixing a game bug called "God of Cookery"..."

"No way... Could it be that, just like Qin Long's memory, every Blue Star traveler has his or her own golden finger, but it originally belonged to Qin Long, and now it was cut off by me?"

Bai Wushang's heart was beating fast, and he was filled with joy and surprise.

Trying to take a few deep breaths to calm down, Bai Wushang kept telling himself to stay calm when encountering problems and never act blindly.

He raised his head and observed, confirming that Mu Xiaoxiao had fallen into a deep sleep and would not wake up in a short time.

Afterwards, Bai Wushang tiptoed to the entrance of the cave and took a look at the outside world. Occasionally, a few hungry zombies would pass by, but none of them noticed this hidden small cave.

After confirming that it was safe, Bai Wushang focused his eyes on the gold knife and silver fork pattern again.

"Do you want to open the Altar of the God of Cookery?"

"Yes..." Bai Wushang thought silently in his heart.

Endless darkness enveloped him like a tide, and suddenly he couldn't see anything.

The next second, his eyes lit up, and Bai Wushang found himself in an abandoned palace. The ground was messy, broken stone pillars were everywhere, and the surrounding walls were full of cracks. It was unknown what kind of ancient past there was.

This abandoned palace covers an area of ​​more than 300 square meters, and is generally in a regular circle. The outermost part is surrounded by thirteen pure black statues, some are humanoid, some are covered with jointed limbs and look like insects, and some even look like giants.

Dragons, in short, are all in strange shapes.

After glancing around, Bai Wushang looked at the center of the palace.

There, stood a huge bronze square tripod, stained with rust and full of mottled effects of time.

Just when Bai Wushang was about to approach the bronze square cauldron and take a closer look, he suddenly noticed something strange about himself.

"Why is your body so light..."

Looking down, I saw that my body was actually translucent.

Kneading the arms and thighs still has substantial tactile sensation, but the pain sensation is lost.

"It's probably not my body, but my consciousness or spiritual body that has entered this space. How should I get out?"

Just as this thought came into his mind, Bai Wushang's eyes suddenly darkened and then brightened, and he opened his eyes directly from the real world.

I looked around and saw almost no changes in my body, indicating that the flow of time was similar to the outside world.

After confirming this, he entered the Altar of the God of Cookery again and came to the center of the abandoned palace.

Taking a closer look at the bronze square tripod, Bai Wushang found that the tripod was as tall as himself, had two ears and four legs, and had a simple and solemn shape.

On the outside of the blue-grey tripod, there are miniature carvings imprinted on it. There are three-legged golden crows that cover the sky and the sun, there are giant earthly pythons that occupy an entire sacred mountain, and there are fifty ancient giants with one hundred arms...

…There are thousands of them, and without exception, they are all creatures from myths and legends.

"What kind of cauldron is this? It looks so ancient and mysterious..."

Bai Wushang walked around in a circle and found nothing more, so he tried to stand on tiptoes and look inside the cauldron.

The cauldron was pitch black, distorting all the light. Bai Wushang looked left and right but couldn't see anything.

After staring for a long time, he even felt palpitation, as if the dark and deep cauldron was a bottomless abyss, and a bloody mouth would appear in the next second, trying to swallow him up. Bai Wushang was so frightened that he quickly looked away.

"Obviously, this bronze tripod is placed in the center of the God of Cookery altar. It must be the most important item. What is its use? How should I activate it, or how to use it?"

Bai Wushang, who hesitated for a while and couldn't find his way, tentatively touched the body of the tripod with his fingers.

Completely different from the cold metal texture as imagined, the tripod body was actually very hot to the touch, as if it had just been burned by a flame.

As if something had been triggered, the bronze square tripod began to rumble and tremble, the noise became louder and louder, and the entire palace began to shake.

Bai Wushang was startled and wanted to loosen his fingers.

Unexpectedly, a huge suction force came from the tripod, and Bai Wushang's entire right palm was firmly attached to the bronze square tripod. No matter how hard he struggled, he could not escape.

[Troubleshooting... The death of the original holder Qin Long... triggering rebinding...]

[Target certification... Bai Wushang... Judgment result... The only host of this altar...]

[The Altar of the God of Cookery is being activated...30%...60%...100%...activation completed!]

Line after line of small characters floated across his eyes. Bai Wushang was stunned, and his brain was a little down.

"Is this... a system? Or something else?"

Bai Wushang, who had experienced Qin Long's life, quickly recovered from his surprise.

The suction between his palms had disappeared. Bai Wushang withdrew his right hand and saw a ball of colorful flames gushing out from the depths of the dark square cauldron. The stream of light shone in all directions, illuminating the entire abandoned palace as brilliantly as a dream.

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[It is determined that the current host is the one who activates the altar for the first time, triggers the additional reward - "Gift of the God of Cookery", and obtains the first-level God of Cookery treasure chest*1]

A treasure chest the size of a school bag, shining as cleanly as white porcelain, appeared out of thin air from colorful flames and suspended in the air.

"The Treasure Box of the God of Cookery? Does this mean there will be a lottery?"

As soon as doubts emerged, the small words in Bai Wushang's eyes immediately changed:

[Tip: The God of Cookery’s treasure chest contains special items for the God of Cookery, which can assist the host’s growth. 】

[The Treasure Box of the God of Cookery is divided into ten levels, one is the beginning and ten is the end. The higher the level, the rarer the rewards. 】

[The probability of extracting items from the first-level God of Cookery treasure chest - extraordinary recipes 98.9%, God of Cookery props 1%, Mysterious Food skills 0.1%]

"It's amazing. This thing seems to be able to understand my thoughts and answer questions directly..."

Thinking of this, Bai Wushang tried to shout in his heart:
Chapter completed!