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Chapter 72 The Lord of Gluttony

Time came soon, and Ehes walked into the venue with a cloth bag filled with a casserole containing braised pork.

"Hello, Mr. Kalsas." The maid bowed to Ehes, "Please come with me here."

Ehes glanced at the hall of the venue and left with the maid.

In the hall, many spectators sat around, and Peter was still sitting next to the stage with a listless look. The boss looked at Peter with some concern, then took out the microphone and walked to the center of the stage.

"Hello everyone, everyone is welcome to come here to enjoy the annual food campaign. In this campaign, we have invited six top chefs from all over the world, and this time we have also invited the famous foodie Peter.

Mr. Wochsen will be awarded the best food this time. The chef who won the Best Food Award will be awarded a high-end watch book - [Book of Treasures] by us. Let's wait and see!"

There were sparse applause in the audience, and everyone still wanted to see what the food was like this time.

The boss also saw what the audience meant, coughed awkwardly, and the boss took out the contestants' list.

"The first player was Mr. Ken Hodge from Cockitch."

A bearded man in a chef's hat and a white apron walked up to the stage, holding a plate in his hand.

After placing the plate on the table, he uncovered the silver dome cover.

On the plate is a piece of steak with obvious patterns.

"This is the beef beef steak raised in our manor. Because the cross-section pattern of the steak is unique, I also call this snowflake steak. The meat of snowflake steak is juicy and tender, with a unique flavor. The content of saturated fat in muscle fat is very low, and the nutritional value is extremely high.

.” Ken said, putting the knife and fork on the table and retreating to the side.

Peter breathed a long sigh and walked slowly to the front of the table. Instead of using a knife, he directly inserted the meat with a fork and put it in his mouth and took a big bite.

Such an ugly eating look made the audience, including Ken, feel disgusted.

After taking a bite and chewing, Peter's face changed drastically, and then he spit out the meat in his mouth.

"It's so unpalatable, it's so unpalatable. This thing is like bark. Are you embarrassed to put it on a silver plate?" Peter screamed, throwing the remaining meat and a fork on the ground and stomping a few feet.

, "Snowflake steak, I think it's leather shoes steak!"

"You!" Ken was furious, but he didn't dare to say anything, and threw the chef's hat and left the scene angrily.

"Uh, it seems that Mr. Ken's steak is not very good to Mr. Peter's taste." The boss walked up to the stage in embarrassment and said, and several maids also walked out to sweep the meat that was thrown on the ground by Peter.

"Then let's invite the next one, Mr. Mars Cooper from Bill Cost."

A thin, dark-skinned man walked up with a plate, which contained some meat chops.

"This is the Bill fish I caught from the Bill Cost Sea. The meat is tender and delicious, with high protein content and rich minerals and vitamins. At the same time, I added it when baking the fish steak.

Soy sauce and good sherry, as well as vegetable oil and fresh lemon juice.”

After putting the fork on the table, Mars also stepped aside. Peter stretched and used the fork to raise a piece of fish steak and put it in his mouth.

As a result, it turned out like Ken's steak, and Peter spit it out as soon as he chewed it.

"It's really disgusting. It's better to say it's fish steak than fish steak. You even added the high-end seasoning like sherry. Oh, it's a waste."

"Damn it, what are you bastard saying? Do you know delicious food?" Mars was angry and wanted to rush up, but was pulled away by several security guards, and the food was cleared away by the maids again.

"Uh, ahem, it seems that the quality of the chefs who are coming to the election today is not very good. It doesn't matter. Let's welcome the next one, Mr. Kalsace Gardner from Hulworth." The boss wanted to cry.

, I can only continue to read the next campaign list first.

Soon, Ehes walked up with a bag.

"Why did you come up with a bag? Did this guy do it on the spot?"

"Where are there any rules, let's see first."

The audience immediately started to talk when they saw Ehes walking onto the stage with his bag in his arms.

"Well, Mr. Karthas, no matter what Mr. Peter says later, please stay calm." The boss no longer wanted food to conquer Peter, so he could only whisper in Ehes's ear.

"Oh." Aihes just saw Mars being pulled down by several security guards and guessed something. Then, Aihes took out the casserole from the bag and placed it on the table.

"Cassert pot? Isn't that something to make medicine? Did this kid make a mistake? Today is a food campaign, not a medicine campaign."

"It's not a boiled medicine, it's not much better than the flavor."

Seeing the casserole, the audience was talking more vigorously.

Ehes was too lazy to explain anything, so he directly opened the lid, and suddenly a smell of meat drifted out of the pot.

"This is me..." Before Aihes could say anything, Peter suddenly rushed to the stage and knocked Aihes away. Then, Peter grabbed the meat without caring about the heat of the flesh and grabbed it with his bare hands.

When you get up, you stuff it into your mouth.

"You, you are..." Seeing Peter look like a starving ghost, Ehes was shocked. Although he knew that people in this world had never been exposed to foods like braised pork, Ehes

Hess didn't expect it to be so outrageous.

"Hey, look, he ate."

"My God, just grab it with your hands."

"How is that meat made? It looks so delicious."

"Damn, I'm hungry, is this the chef of Herworth? I'll go to Herworth whenever I have time."

The audience was shocked when they saw Peter eating the food in the casserole so crazy.

The boss was so shocked that his chin was about to fall off when he saw this scene.

Within a few minutes, Peter ate the meat in the casserole.

"Come with me!" After eating, Peter grabbed Ehes' arm.

"Wow, it's so dirty, it's all oil!"

"Hurry up!" Peter pulled Ehes and walked backstage despite Ehes' complaints.

"Look, it seems that the players behind don't need to appear. Today's championship is already very obvious. It is Mr. Kalsace Gardner from Hulworth." The boss said as he looked at the two of them leaving.

Peter kept pulling Aihes to a room. After entering the room, Peter turned his back to Aihes without saying a word.

"Well, Mr. Peter? Why did you bring me here?" Ehes asked tentatively.

"Peter? No, that's not my name." Peter's body suddenly fell to the ground, and then a wisp of blue smoke floated out of Peter's mouth, "I am the master of gluttony, gluttony."

"Glutty... Lord?" Hearing this name, Ehes subconsciously took a step back. Did the Lord of Greed say that he smelled a disgusting smell?

"I want to know why I am on Peter, right? Since that's the case, I'll show you." As he said that, the blue smoke surrounded Ehes's eyes, and the surrounding scenes gradually began to change.

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It was late at night, and it was raining heavily in the sky. There was water flowing up to the ankles on the road. There was only one shop on the street with doors open. There were only two big yellow characters left on the crooked signs: ramen.

Peter tried to light the cigarette, but because it was raining, he couldn't do it. After touching his hungry stomach, Peter walked into the store.

As a foodie, Peter was reluctant to go to such a small place, but there was nothing he could do, because the heavy rain completely failed Peter's plan to go to a high-end restaurant.

The dim light swayed and shone on the few guests. Peter wiped the counter in front of him and knocked on the back of his hand.

"Hello, come on a bowl of noodles."

In the store, a large and bloated figure gradually came out. In the shadow, Peter could not see his face clearly, and could only feel a strange fragrance gradually approaching him. Then, the man handed over him.

The bowl of noodles, its arms full of disgusting sarcoma of various sizes, Peter resisted the desire to vomit and took the bowl of noodles. Before Peter could say anything, the man returned to the kitchen.

There was no choice but to sit in an empty seat with the noodles, trying not to recall the hellish scene.

Peter would have turned around and left, but for some reason, the aroma of this bowl of noodles attracted Peter, making Peter unable to control his desire to taste the taste.

Picking up the fork beside him, Peter rolled up a few noodles and put them in his mouth.

Suddenly, an indescribable delicacy filled Peter's mouth. Peter threw away the skewers and regardless of the heat of the noodle soup, he grabbed the noodles with his hands and tried his best to stuff them into his mouth.

When Peter came to his senses, the noodles had been eaten and even the soup was swept away by himself.

"It seems that you like to eat very much." A voice came, and Peter turned his head and found that it was the chef in the kitchen.

When Peter got closer, he saw him clearly. There was no human feature on his face, but it was like a fusion of a catfish and a toad. His mouth was so big that it was also a few beards with tentacles on it, and it was fat.

The body almost broke the apron, and the green skin leaked out from the gap between the buttons, as if to break free from the buttons.

Only then did Peter notice that the guests in the store looked almost exactly the same figure as the chef, but they didn't care about the chef and were still eating the noodles in front of them wildly.

Peter also felt that there seemed to be a smell of decay and festering here.

In an instant, Peter felt extremely fearful, and his mood to resist was crushed in an instant. The red-lighted horizontal pupils could not belong to a human. Without any hesitation or thinking, Peter frantically looked outside the store.

Run.

However, after running not long, Peter felt something destroying his body and reconstructing it.

Peter forced himself to support his painful body to come to the front of a store, which was a clothing store, and Peter's reflection was reflected by the street window.

It was an ugly, bloated and weird face.

"Are you a foodie? Just let me feel how your food tastes."


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