Chef God Showdown Was Plagiarized by Mind Reading, I Secretly Made Nine-Turn Large Intestine

In the final round of the National Chef God Competition, I dropped my kitchen knife and stayed away from the stove. This straightforward attitude made the opponent Jiang Yao, who had beaten me in points, break her guard: "You still want to be a chef? You are just a clown who can't even finish the game!" Faced with her sarcasm, I simply sat on the ground and closed my eyes to rest. In my previous life, in order to win the title of Chef God, I presented top dishes one by one. But no matter what I cook, Jiang Yao can serve the same dishes as me. The judges praised her dish profusely, but scolded my creation as unpalatable. After the competition, I went from a culinary genius sought after by everyone to a shameful liar ridiculed by the world. The restaurant that was painstakingly run was smashed to pieces by angry diners. I recalled the game that day every day, and finally died in depression. But I will never understand until my death. How could Jiang Yao perfectly reproduce a dish she had never seen before and still have it taste great in the short competition time? When I opened my eyes again, I returned to the scene of the Master of Chef competition.