Fantasy System Chapter 171: Registration assessment
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Japan ’s annual food festival is officially opened three days later, but this year ’s food festival has added a "cooking contest" mechanism, which has caused countless cooking powerhouses to flock to Tokyo.
In Mu Fan's view, the competition method of this food festival is equivalent to Honoka's LOVELIVE.
Because only one of the chefs participating in the contest can win, this year ’s food festival is more lively than it was in previous years.
All the chefs who come here to sign up want to show their talents in this cooking competition and become a celebrity in the culinary world.
Recalling the map of the location of the cooking contest that I saw before, this cooking contest is held in Tokyo. Surprisingly, it is not far from the legendary genius Tōtsuki Culinary Academy.
Could it be that most of the students are Tōtsuki Academy?
I do n’t know if the legendary Tōtsuki Elite Ten will appear.
But for the swimwear of Asuna, whether you are the top ten outstanding young men or not, Mu Fan will defeat to win the first place in this food festival cooking competition.
Swimsuit is a sacred and inviolable thing equivalent to the New World.
The last time I had this kind of psychology was that when I was in Mu FanFGO, I was eager to get the ahoge king in swimwear. Unfortunately, in that world, the bow stage ahoge king of FGO was sunken.
But in this world, there are System, and she will see Asuna swimwear anyway.
Although Sagiri can occasionally talk to him bravely these days, I do n’t know if Sagiri would like to travel with him once he won the first place.
I hope .....
For this, Mu Fan could only sigh, and quickly drove towards the destination on a bicycle borrowed from Eriri.
The reason why he did n’t take the tram to ride to the venue was because the registration for the food festival cooking contest ended today, and many famous chefs from all over the world chose to come today.
Even if there is not much traffic jam in Tokyo, today ’s cars are almost stuck on the road, and the tram should be terrible.
The Mu Fan riding a bicycle smiled when he saw the waterless road.
Which of your famous cars and luxury cars is not as fast as my bike?
Deep down the slope, the summer breeze blowing Mu Fan's face and hair, making him suddenly full of energy.
Mu Fan laughed.
I can row without a paddle in my life, and can sail without wind, because I rely on waves all my life!
....
Although I surpassed countless famous cars, I came to the registration section of the food festival with excitement and excitement, but just arrived here, Mu Fan was forced.
It seems that it ’s a bit overwhelming .....
MDAqua, because I went out and changed new clothes this morning, and then washed the underwear of Sagiri, the wallet was placed on the table, and I forgot to bring it out when I left.
Well, it's all Hatsune pots, blame her for not reminding me.
Mu Fan was speechless for a while, but fortunately, it is an application for the food festival cooking contest today. It should be no problem if you do n’t bring money.
Today's traffic jam, the Ojou-sama Asuna delivered by the car should come later. Then Mu Fan, who was about to send a message to Asuna, was also stunned, because the wallet and mobile phone were both put on the table together and forgot to bring.
"Forget it, go to register first, then wait for Asuna to come at the registration office."
Looking at the tall building almost equivalent to the majestic atmosphere of UTX Academy, Mu Fan couldn't help but secretly marvel at the generosity of this cooking competition.
Fastly locked the bicycle in front of the door and came to a relatively small room on the side of the building.
I thought I came very early, but when I came to this room, Mu Fan discovered that the number of chefs who signed up this time was too large.
There are all kinds of people here. The younger ones look like high school students. The older ones even have gray hair and wrinkles. They are seventy or eighty years old.
Of course, the two people who are most worried about Mu Fan are young and old.
Because Tōtsuki Academy is a high school, high school students can't be underestimated. For example, several people who sell light novels, Kasumi Utako and Senjyu Muramasa, according to Kagurazaka Ayame, are all high school students.
High school students in this world are terrible.
As for why adults are not terrible?
Cough, you all understand-
They all go to shoot ...
As for the 70- to 80-year-old man who can still participate in the cooking competition, it is likely to be some old chefs in the hidden world, so I have to guard against it.
And middle-aged people ...
If you think about it, you need to take precautions. They are also likely to be the ten masters who graduated from Tōtsuki Academy, and they are old now ...
Motherfucker, it ’s really terrible to think of such a food festival.
Deep city routines, can I still go home now?
......
Waiting for more than an hour, it was his turn when Mu Fan and others were almost asleep.
"Sign up for the food festival cooking contest?"
Mu Fan walked to the window, the staff asked without looking up.
"Uh."
Mu Fan nodded.
"Fill in!"
The staff was refreshing and did not ask too much. A piece of A4 paper was launched from the window with several required options.
Probably the necessary questions such as name, age, ID number, address, email address, etc.
Mu Fan fill in one by one proficiently.
I took a look at the registration list, and the staff was satisfied with nodded. Then, in the eyes that Mu Fan looked forward to, I extended my hand to Mu Fan: "The information is fine, the registration fee is 50,000 yen!"
"Huh?"
Mu Fan was stunned. I didn't expect to pay more for registration.
Yes, just ask for money-
It is 50,000 yen.
"50,000 yen? Too much?"
Mu Fan asked frowningly.
Although his Food Department makes a lot of profits in a day, Mu Fan also understands that 50,000 yen can already be equivalent to a person ’s salary for one month.
"Sir, there is no way, we are all charged according to regulations, this is not a playhouse for children."
Although the staff ’s words sound polite, they actually sound very harsh.
At Mu Fan, it sounds like I ca n’t get 50,000 yen. I want to participate in the food festival. Let ’s go home and play.
"I really want to sign up for the cooking contest."
Forgetting to bring money and being despised, Mu Fan couldn't help but say something dumbly.
"How about your cooking level?"
"Probably equivalent to Tōtsuki Elite Ten."
Silent for a while, Mu Fan tells the truth.
Although he does n’t know what Tōtsuki's EliteTen ’s chef is about Strength, Mu Fan feels that he should not be weaker than them when he reaches the fifth level.
"Huh?"
When I heard here, the whole room was exclaimed. Even the staff stood up, stared at Mu Fan, and asked, "Do you have the certificate issued by Tōtsuki Academy?"
As soon as this remark came out, everyone turned their attention to Mu Fan.
"No." Mu Fan shook his head.
"You ..."
The staff rolled their eyes and treated Mu Fan as a mental illness this time, pointing to the building opposite and saying:
"Sir, in order to avoid that there are a lot of chefs who do n’t like to show Strength and do n’t have money to participate, we have a place where we can identify the level of cooking, as long as the dishes can be obtained with a B level or above, and come here with a certificate Sign up for free. "
After speaking, the staff waved to the back, and the people who signed up immediately squeezed up and squeezed Mu Fan out of the team.
.....
Mu Fan had to go to the culinary appraisal building opposite, after all, it took two hours to ride home by bike. When it was not necessary, he naturally did not want to go back.
What surprised Mu Fan was that many people came to the appraisal building.
Another hour, and finally arrived at the group of Mu Fan, Mu Fan glanced, this group of about 30 people, each found a good cooking station.
It ’s normal to identify that the chef ’s cooking levels are all together, after all, it ’s too slow to identify one person at a time.
"Cooking appraisal?"
Of course, you have to go to the window to fill in the form before.
Just came to the window, the staff asked just like the staff who signed up last time, without looking up.
"Uh."
Mu Fan nodded.
"Are there any ingredients?" the staff asked lightly.
"No."
After a moment of silence, the staff reached out: "Consumption of ingredients, 10,000 yen."
Mu Fan: "My Day!"