Maze Fan: I opened a buffet in the maze

Chapter 424 'Teaching God to Do Things'

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Although Fan Wei is indeed determined to carry out major reforms, if someone suddenly tries to pull him onto a treacherous path, any rational person would analyze the pros and cons before making a choice.

“Of course, Mr. Misser, I believe God will give you the right revelation.”

The chairman wasn't too worried that Fan Wei would refuse. According to the logic of this world, the gods are undoubtedly the greatest, so how could the believers of the gods refuse to do things for the gods?

However, Fan Wei's situation is rather special, since the 'deity' lives in his house...

"Regarding the divine arts of food, I would appreciate it if you could demonstrate them to me, Mr. Chairman." Fan Wei had already prepared an excuse. "My abilities are mainly focused on cooking, and I don't know what the effects of other people's divine arts are."

The chairman glanced at Misser Van with surprise, then suddenly realized what was going on.

"The gods are indeed wise! They bestow culinary miracles upon powerful warriors, while granting divine magic to a weak old cook like myself."

"To be honest, I have been granted three divine spells."

With a clenched fist, a small ball of amber-orange flame rose from the president's right palm, emanating a familiar appetite-inducing rhythm—the power of the God of Food!

He suddenly had a feeling that he could control the flame.

As this subtle thought arose, the amber flame in the chairman's hand suddenly bent towards Fan Wei, as if bowing in respect!

This greatly surprised the president who was displaying his divine power.

Is Misri Van truly a darling of the culinary gods?!

Fan Wei was slightly taken aback, and roughly understood the reason. When he returned to the Rocky Restaurant last time, the God of Gourmet Food had briefly separated from Gonia and attached itself to him.

That divine aura was thus incorporated.

If there weren't enough faith foundations, Fan Wei could have instantly gained godhood and become a god the moment he used his culinary skills to brutally defeat Gonia.

After all, there might not be a better chef in the world than him!

Therefore, in terms of culinary prowess, Fan Wei's affability and status are definitely no less than those of the current Gonia.

If he hadn't returned his divine status, he would have been the true god of food.

“Mr. Misser, please see what I am about to show you.”

Upon discovering that Misr Van could actually bend the divine fire, the elder's respect for him increased exponentially, and he demonstrated the divine magic without a trace of doubt.

As he made a grasping motion with his right hand, orange-red and amber flames condensed into a sharp blade the length of a kitchen knife, radiating a sharp aura.

"This is the first divine technique, 'Gourmet Knife'! It's incredibly sharp, capable of cutting through steel as easily as slicing food! Swinging it releases fang-like blade energy."

"Based on my experiments and speculation, its power is no weaker than the skills of a level 20 professional!"

The president waved his hand twice, opened his hand to make the food knife return to the shape of a flame, and then shrank inward to become a small ball of light.

"This is the second divine spell, 'Blessing of Food,' which makes the food you make incredibly delicious! Once you've tasted the blessed food, all other food will taste bland and tasteless."

"Possesses an incredible magical power to control people's minds!"

The flames transformed from a ball of light back into a blazing inferno, their swaying outer flames radiating a powerful, trembling energy.

Grasping the divine fire and slapping it on himself, the president's muscles bulged instantly, transforming him from an old man into a park-go-lucky old man!

"This is the third divine technique, 'Food Power Circulation,' which imbues the body with the divine power of food, granting numerous enhancements, cleansing impurities, healing wounds, and increasing strength. Every punch is as hot as burning coals!"

"..."

After watching the chairman's demonstration of the divine magic, Fan Wei hesitated, took a deep breath, and suppressed the urge to complain.

What is all this?!

What happened to the power of food? The so-called God of Food is more like a berserker! Is it like those internet jokes, where a mage casts a spell like Illumination and then puts all their points into critical hits, two-handed swords, and Whirlwind Slash?

Moreover, Gonia hasn't given up on the evil path. Instead of trying to make the food taste better, she simply adds the concept of 'delicious' to it, which is simple and crude.

This actually deviates from the essence of good food...

Seeing that Misel Van seemed unable to express himself, the chairman inquired with concern.

"What's wrong, Mr. Misell?"

"No, it's nothing, it's just that your divine magic is quite different from mine..." Fan Wei felt that this did not conform to the true essence of the culinary field, and considered whether he should ask Gonia for advice.

He felt that this was not the correct way to apply the principles of gastronomy.

“His Highness the God must have a deeper meaning, Mr. Misser. You can pray to the God for more revelation. My prayers have not been answered.”

"Perhaps it's because I haven't received enough divine grace."

The president happily shared his ideas, while Fan Wei, who was pondering how to modify the Culinary Arts, nodded and casually agreed.

"Okay, I'll go home and ask her."

The president, who had been beaming with joy, suddenly froze, as if struck by lightning. His face was full of question marks as he slowly widened his eyes and looked at Misel Van in disbelief.

Fan Wei was still thinking and didn't realize he had made a slip of the tongue.

Go home and ask the God of Food?

The simple words struck the chairman like a thunderbolt, leaving him utterly horrified!

Who exactly is Misel Van?! How could he say such intimate things to the God of Gourmet Food?! 'Go home and ask her'?

So they live together?

Mr. Chairman, who had suddenly stumbled upon this juicy gossip, didn't dare to make a sound. He just kept scrutinizing Fan Wei from head to toe.

Then he realized it wasn't so surprising after all.

It is not unprecedented for gods to favor mortal beings, and Mr. Misser is qualified to do so!

Unaware that his words were unintentional, Fan Wei took a break from his thoughts and decided to ask the chairman about his motives and reasons.

The empire's absolute mainstream faith is that of the God of War.

Almost everyone walking on the street believes in the God of War, and this is especially true for those of higher status.

The chairman must have some faith in the God of War. Why would he "abandon darkness for light" and risk worshipping the God of Food?

This is the question Fan Wei wants to clarify.

"President, isn't it dangerous to worship other gods in the Empire? Why do you..." The meaning was clear even as he hesitated to finish his sentence.

After calming down from his excitement and pausing for a moment, the chairman began to explain.

“Mr. Misel, you are an outsider and a powerful individual, so you may not know the true living conditions of chefs in the Empire. Our lives are far from glamorous as they seem.”

The rather somber explanation revealed the weariness that the chairman usually concealed.

Ultimately, chefs were merely appendages of the nobles, existing like pets.

"A certain chef became popular and gained wealth and status, but it was only because the nobles had their own preferences, just like their pursuit and competition for hunting dogs or horses."

"The wealth accumulated by the chefs was immediately seized by some nobles under arbitrary pretexts after they grew old or died."

"The vast majority of chefs receive very little compared to what they put in, and they are even deprived of their freedom, tied to the kitchen."

His voice gradually lowered, and the chairman used himself as an example, "Mr. Mischel, you may look at me now and seem very successful, but when I was young, I endured no shortage of humiliations."

"Just when I had honed my culinary skills to perfection and thought I had finally won the favor of the nobility."

"The nobleman who recruited me threw me into the dungeon and locked me up for three days because a dish didn't suit his guest's picky taste. After that, I had to force a smile and continue to cook for him."

"strength...!"

The chairman reached out his hand, as if to grab something.

"Of all the lessons the Empire taught me, the one I agree with most is that strength is the foundation of everything! Chefs should not suffer exploitation and hardship, so when opportunity knocks, we must seize it!"

After listening to the chairman's account, Fan Wei understood that the accumulated contradictions under the oppressive rule of the empire were far more than just a few.

Given the chance, many people would want to change their current situation.

It wasn't just the chef; the chef simply happened to have the opportunity to become a god like Gonia.

“I understand. Please give me some time.” Fan Wei nodded to the chairman. “Mr. Chairman, please do not act rashly for the time being. The capital is currently in a turbulent period.”

“Some people will probably be particularly sensitive.”

“Okay, we’ve been through decades, I’m not short of time.” With a smile, the president added, “The cohesion among the chefs in the capital is still not strong enough.”

"I want to create an opportunity to open a new category to promote the reform of the Chefs' Association and bring together all the famous chefs to pave the way for the spread and development of culinary magic."

"Therefore, I would like to invite you, Misser, as our flagship brand. I wonder if that would be acceptable?"

"Of course, no problem." Fan Wei sighed, "Old foxes are spicier; the chairman is indeed very good at foresight and meticulous planning."

The two chatted for a while longer before the chairman ended his visit. On the surface, he had come to invite Fan Wei to join the new organization, which was a legitimate reason and unlikely to arouse suspicion.

"Hmm, has the chef gotten involved too?"

After seeing the chairman off, Fan Wei considered the feasibility of the plan and analyzed the possibility that the chairman harbored malicious intentions. After all, one should always be wary of others when traveling.

He wasn't that close to the other members of the Chefs' Association at all.

But thinking about it, the chances are slim. If someone in the Empire were using the Guild Master to deal with him, they wouldn't be able to ignore the Divine Art of Gourmet Food.

On this point, Fan Wei admits that his priority is not that high.

"Let's go back and ask first." Since he had nothing else to do at the moment, Fan Wei traveled from the capital to the Pan Yan Restaurant, a thousand miles away, in the blink of an eye.

The restaurant's transfer function is super convenient!

"You're back~ What's up now?" A clear voice rang in my ears as soon as I entered the room.

Fan Wei saw a golden figure appear in the sunlight and sit on the edge of the table; it was Gonia.

The girl swung her legs leisurely, gazing at the returning person with her mischievous, smiling blue-violet eyes.

"Hmm, Gonia, you've learned to teleport too?" Fan Wei was quite surprised. In a restaurant, teleportation is the manager's authority; the staff don't have that ability.

Gonia, who looked more solid than usual, smiled dismissively and said crisply:

"Hmph, if this goddess wants to, it's a piece of cake~"

"I've already built a 'prototype of a divine kingdom' in this restaurant. Although it's small and rudimentary, it's passable. You should get me a copy of your display stand and all those expandable spaces in the future!"

"Okay, okay, once you start using it, don't be picky."

Fan Wei smiled helplessly, "I have something to tell you when I get back. The culinary magic you created has quite a few problems."

"Huh! You...how did you know?!" Startled, Gonia jumped off the table, her eyes wide as she looked up. "I specifically blocked you out!!"

Fan Wei never expected the truth to be like this. Was it really necessary? What deep-seated grudge could they possibly have...?

"It's not my fault! Blame this treacherous gourmet god! I created him, yet he tries to burrow into you every day!"

At this point, Gonia felt aggrieved.

"If I were to grant you access to divine magic, it might slip through my fingers at any moment! What god lives in constant fear like I do!"

As the saying goes, forced love is never sweet.

Although Fan Wei didn't want to steal Gonia's divinity, the divinity herself took a liking to him, so who can he blame?

“I think this might be related to your attitude towards food,” Fan Wei advised. “The divine magic you created is completely in the style of a warrior; the way of cooking shouldn’t be used like this.”

On the issue of education, Fan Wei believes that children should be criticized when necessary.

Gonia is now a deity, and if she is not instilled with strict and correct values, she may bring many disasters when she truly masters great power in the future!

"Then how should we use it? It's because this divine essence is too weak!"

The blonde girl scoffed, "It's nowhere near as strong as my previous Thunder and Storm Godheads! If this wasn't the only domain that was vacant and easy to condense, I wouldn't want this Godhead at all!"

Compared to the goddess of food, the goddess of music pleased Gonia more.

However, she must hide her identity now. If the change of ownership of the God of Music is discovered, it will definitely attract the investigation of the higher beings, and then she will no longer be able to hide.

Therefore, we can only focus on developing the divine status of food first.

"Sigh." Fan Wei sighed and earnestly explained, "Power is not as simple as superficial violence. In fact, power is contained in everything."

"A gentle breeze can turn into a storm, a light snowfall can accumulate into an avalanche, and millions of drops of water can turn into a tsunami."

"Are they powerful when they are small? Power is not a simple matter of attributes; it should be something that naturally emerges based on correct understanding and proper application."

After listening to Fan Wei's long-winded explanation, Gonia fell silent.

She's not stupid; on the contrary, she's very clever and has a knack for playing mind games.

Therefore, she had to admit that Fan Wei's reasoning was correct, but understanding and practice are two different things. The blonde girl knew she couldn't do it well; she didn't have the ability to truly understand the essence of food.

"Then what do you suggest we do?" In the past, the proud goddess would never admit her mistake.

But her attitude towards the person in front of her was very special.

Fan Wei thought for a moment, then stretched out his hand and said, "Give me the divine spark, and I'll help you adjust it."

Gonia was shocked. Her big eyes scanned the man's expression, trying to figure out if he was setting a trap for her!

This guy won't go back on his word and want to reclaim his godhood so he can become the God of Food himself! It's very possible!

Recently, the divine entity has received a large influx of new faith, which is probably because he is laying the foundation of faith to accommodate the divine entity!

Increased vigilance, Gonia hesitated for a long time before finally retrieving the divine spark from her body. "I...I'm warning you! Don't you dare have any wicked thoughts!"

"No problem, I guarantee I'll optimize and upgrade it for you."

Smiling, Fan Wei patted the blonde girl's head, took the Food Godhead, and suddenly exerted his strength to begin 'refining' it!