National Fortune Horror Tales: The Immortals Love Soy-Braised Duck

A chef transmigrates into a world of national-fate horror games. Every Chinese contestant is wiped out, and the last survivor is cornered! Dongfang Wentian is a chef, and from the start he gets the Sakura Nation’s Tengu choking him by the throat. Everyone is waiting to laugh at China’s final humiliation. He pulls out a piece of soy-braised duck. The Investiture of the Gods blazes with golden light, and Nezha descends across worlds! With three heads and six arms, he unleashes all six divine weapons and slaughters the S-rank deep-sea horror Dagon in nine seconds! The global first-kill announcement rings out, the Sakura Nation contestant dies on the spot, and their national fate is cut in half! The System is furious. An SS-rank punishment map, a city of flesh and blood filled with zombies, and forced teleportation! Dongfang Wentian surveys the city’s endless tide of zombies, cleaver in hand, and licks his lips. “This batch of ingredients… how many pots of stock can I make?” Three hundred B-rank zombies? Not fresh enough. Seventeen A-rank zombie birds? They’ll do as supplementary ingredients. A fifteen-meter-tall S-rank Zombie King? The main ingredient for the soup, locked in. The American and Korean teams join forces to poison his ingredients and sabotage him? Thanks! Combine the contaminants with the horror energy, and they produce an ancient forbidden seasoning. The Investiture of the Gods’ rating skyrockets! Dongfang Wentian turns around with a cold laugh. “Nice assist. Send more next time.” One pot, one knife, one Investiture of the Gods. Every dish he makes brings China another deity! When a second god opens its eyes in the steaming stock, it’s time for China to set the rules of this horror tournament. But the recipe sealed away in the deepest part of the Investiture of the Gods… the ingredients it calls for are actually…