Chapter 484: The Unfamiliar Bu Fang

The way the kid in front of him spoke made Forber feel a little uncomfortable.

What does it mean to win or lose is up to me, and it has nothing to do with you... He is in charge of the registration and is also the person in charge of the primary screening.

There are far more strange people than alchemists. After all, there are not many people who can become alchemists in this world, but there are many people who cannot become alchemists.

Those who can't become alchemists will change careers to become poison masters or doctors.

And if so many poison masters or doctors came to sign up with him, and each of them had to choose to participate, wouldn't he be recording the names of the contestants all day long? Isn't the grand ceremony messed up?

A chef... a cook at a good level, a cook at a bad level.

A cook came to join in the fun.

Besides... How many cooks are there in Tianlan City today? If there were really such awesome cooks, it would be impossible for the restaurants in Lancheng to close down one after another because of the research and development of Bigu Pill.

Compared with alchemists, chefs are inherently full of disadvantages.

"Teacher! I heard that Miss Nangong is here?"

Just when the two were confronting each other, the door was suddenly pushed open, and a figure walked in from the outside, full of interest.

This is a young and handsome boy with piercing eyes and a very energetic person.

This man is Fu Bo's disciple, a young doctor with superb medical skills.

"Miss Nangong, long time no see...you are still as charming and beautiful as ever." The young man saw Nangong Wan standing in the room, and a blaze of fire flashed in his eyes.

Nangong Wan smiled and nodded, but didn't say much.

"Uncle Fu, why don't you sign up for my friend...he really wants to participate in this wonderful hand rejuvenation ceremony."

The one-eyed old man glanced at the expressionless Bu Fang, and sneered in his heart when he remembered the arrogant words of the kid earlier.

"It's fine to sign up, but I naturally want to be fair in doing things. If Miss Nangong's friends can't even pass the selection of the old man... then don't blame the old man for ruthlessly rejecting it."

"Zheng'er, you take this young master down, and go through the selection with the fifth team."

The young man was taken aback for a moment, looked at Bu Fang in surprise, and nodded.

"Come with me." The young man said, and he walked out of the hut with Bu Fang.

Nangong Wan did not follow, but followed the one-eyed old man out of the hut and walked towards the viewing seats.

"Did you see that position? Go over there and tell the person in charge that you are participating in the selection competition, and they will arrange for you... But I said, why are you a cook here to join in the fun?" The young man glanced Bu Fang glanced at it and said in a speechless voice.

A cook, no matter how awesome he is, where can he go?

Physician and Poison Master are derivative professions of alchemist, at least they have the hope of surpassing alchemist.

You're a fucking cook...you're not afraid of being laughed at if you want to challenge an alchemist.

"I'm afraid you are the first person in history to participate in the Miaoshou Rejuvenation Ceremony as a chef. I hope you can survive the trials, otherwise you won't even be able to pass the trials...then you should go home and get some sleep."

The young man sneered, it wasn't that he looked down on Bu Fang, but that the idea was too bold.

Bu Fang glanced at the young man, but didn't say a word. Some things don't need to be explained, and Bu Fang didn't bother to explain to the other party.

Besides... The other party is not qualified to ask him to explain.

These people...they don't know anything about the profession of chefs.

Seeing Bu Fang walking towards the trial position, a sneer flashed in the young man's eyes, and he turned his head and walked towards the viewing platform. Miss Nangong is still there!

...

"Come to participate in the family selection competition? First declare your occupation, and stand aside and wait." An examiner glanced at Bu Fang indifferently, and said.

"Bu Fang, chef." Bu Fang said.

The examiner was startled, then frowned and said, "Be clearer, what teacher is it?"

"Chef..." Bu Fang looked at the idiot,

road.

The examiner was a little confused, he had seen a doctor, he had seen a poison master...but it was his first time seeing a chef, where did this kid come from?

Since he was able to come here for the assessment, he obviously passed Fubo's registration, so how should he arrange the assessment?

The examiner was a little bit pained, took a look at Bu Fang, and finally waved his hand and said, "You can join the team over there, the five of you will be assessed together later, and the examiner will judge whether you are qualified to continue participating in the Miaoshou Rejuvenation based on your works. Ceremony."

Bu Fang nodded indifferently, and walked to the group of four in the distance.

On the viewing platform.

The one-eyed old man leaned on the chair, talking and laughing happily to Nangong Wan beside him.

Although the current Nangong family is precarious, this does not affect the old man's friendship with Nangong Wan. After all, a thin camel is bigger than a horse. No matter how lonely the Nangong family is, he cannot afford to offend it.

"Miss Nangong, your friend is really interesting. Isn't the job of a chef supposed to be cooking in the kitchen? I came here to participate in some magic hand rejuvenation ceremony... But we have a chef in Tianlan City, which makes me a little surprised I mean." The old man laughed.

"Uncle Fu, don't underestimate my friend, his cooking skills are indeed something I have never seen before." Nangong Wan said.

She believes that Bu Fang's culinary skills will definitely become a blockbuster, and she was shocked for a long time when she tasted the dish that was comparable to the pill for the first time.

It was a kind of ideological shock, the taste was better than the elixir, but the effect was not weaker than the elixir at all.

This is simply incredible!

There are probably not many chefs who can reach such a state.

"It seems that Miss Nangong is very confident in your friend...then let's wait and see." Uncle Fu didn't believe that a cook could be so powerful.

As a top doctor among doctors, he can only be crushed against Yiyun alchemist. How can a mere cook go against the sky?

"Then just watch, the trials are about to begin." Nangong Wan said indifferently.

...

This is a huge arena. Above the arena is a ceiling with windows. Guanghua is projected from the ceiling, making the arena very bright.

In Bu Fang's team, five people stepped onto the ring one after another.

There are five bronze platforms in the arena, which are the assessment positions for everyone, and they need to complete the assessment on the bronze platforms.

Bu Fang touched the extremely rough bronze table, the thorny friction caused Bu Fang to frown slightly.

The examiner took a few steps, stood in the center of the ring, and began to explain the rules of the selection competition to them.

In fact, there are no rules, that is, each person refines a work, and the effect must reach at least the level of the eighth-grade elixir, so that they can pass the selection.

This requirement is actually not high, or even very low.

After all, for an alchemist, the eighth grade pill is not very difficult.

Like those senior alchemists, what they refine is panacea, and the efficacy of the medicine is terrifying.

Bu Fang looked at the few people around him. These people were all old gods, and they were obviously very confident in their methods.

On the viewing platform, Fu Bo smiled and said to Nangong Wan: "These four people are all strange people who are expected to enter the top 100 this time. Miss Nangong's friends will find it difficult to stand out when they meet them."

Nangong Wan just smiled and didn't speak, she believed in Boss Bu's craftsmanship.

Bu Fang could also feel the confidence of these four people, which was a kind of affirmation of his own strength.

Be confident because you are sure.

"Okay, now is the start of the assessment. The assessment time... one hour, and those who exceed the time limit will be eliminated."

The examiner glanced at everyone with a serious face, and said loudly.

As soon as his words fell, everyone in the ring started to fight.

This assessment attracted a lot of people. As Fu Bo said, the four people in the arena are well-known among strange people, so their assessment is naturally very interesting.

Of course, someone also found Bu Fang among the four of them.

Many people showed sympathetic eyes. When meeting these four guys, it is very difficult to stand out...too much.

This kid should be participating in this selection for the first time, he looks very unfamiliar, and his luck is also very bad.

Obviously, everyone didn't have any hope for Bu Fang.

When Bu Fang took out the basalt pot and smashed it on the bronze platform, the audience was silent.

Afterwards, violent uproar and laughter erupted...

Is this guy here to be funny? Take out a black pot... do you cook? !

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