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[Doomsday + cooking + passion + excitement + no heroine + man's dignity] Global tastes have been wiped out by clouds of gluttonous bacteria, soy sauce has become a luxury product, and spicy strips are priced beyond gold. The weak knelt down and begged for mercy for half a mouthful of instant noodles, while the strong used taste as a blade to carve out power. Lin Yao, the only man bound to the "Taste Tyrant" system, held a titanium alloy coffin pot and walked up the Shura kitchen path. Stew dragon-level Wagyu beef, boil ten-star Hades soup, live broadcast the rewards and turn them into rocket flying fish, put them in the pot and turn them into swords, and cut them with nine thousand degrees of deliciousness with one strike! Woman? It will only affect my speed of cutting. Emotion? Get out of here, I only see fire and fighting power. Seventy-two hours later, in the Arctic Flavor Arena, the female tyrant Bai Susu spoke: "If I lose, I will kneel down and call my master; if I win, the man will be mine." Fifty million viewers roared online, and the barrage caused the server to crash. Lin Yao raised the pot and struck the tip of his tongue with a knife: "The soup is boiling. Either kneel down or die!" Taste is power, and tyrants do not care about sex. If you dare to take a bite, you will never be able to swallow the tasteless food for the rest of your life!