My Professions Have Too Much Personality - Chapter 213 - 139: Becoming the Gourmet (Part 2)

Chapter 213: Chapter 139: Becoming the Gourmet (Part 2)

“Thankfully, it wasn’t destroyed.” The voice from the gray-white crystal softened considerably. “The vessel I so meticulously designed is not something a few natives can comprehend.”

“I want to retrieve it. Is there a way?”

The Believer kneeling on the ground replied, “Although that laboratory isn’t in a core part of the Judicial Court, it’s still inside their facilities. Retrieving it won’t be easy.”

“But if you give the order, we are willing to charge ahead for you.”

“If sending you to your deaths would get it back, I wouldn’t mind,” the Divine Son said coldly. “What is the highest level of power you can mobilize at present?”

“Our Priest is only a Tier Four Professional, but with the power of our Lord, he can stand against a Tier Five.”

“That’s barely a mouthful,” the Divine Son said coldly. “Summon a High Priest. Have him bring a Divine Statue.”

“Yes.” The Believers assented, then added, “Such a large-scale move will be impossible to hide from the other Deceitful Gods.”

“Damn it!” The gray-white crystal fell silent for a moment, then emitted a voice filled with resentment. “Teng Liang…”

“Don’t summon the High Priest. First, try to contact those researchers and see if you can get my mental avatar inside. Then, contact the other Deceitful God’s Followers in Yingfeng City and see if they can be of use.”

“Yes,” the Believers assented once more.

…

In the Gravity Chamber, Su Chen relaxed his stance and stood straight. The surface of his skin rippled continuously, as if countless tiny creatures were moving beneath it. The undulating patterns spread from his chest to his limbs, and each tremor sent visible ripples through his muscle fibers.

A crisp cracking, like shattering ice, emanated from his joints. The popping within his body grew more frequent, shifting from a low thudding to a clear ringing as the sounds burst one after another up his spine.

Finally, his body shuddered violently with a muffled THUD. Fine dust on the ground billowed out in all directions.

[Lying Tiger Body Refining Technique has been raised to Master Level. Gained ability—Tiger Bone: Slightly increases bone toughness.]

’A D-level Body Refining Technique really is much stronger than an E-level one…’ Su Chen noted the changes in his body as he glanced at his panel.

[Cyan Thunder Master: 31%]

[Secret Technique Master: 40%]

[D-level Profound Ice Soul Cleansing Meditation Method — Skilled: 60%]

The moment he stepped out of the Gravity Chamber, a fragrant aroma washed over him. Su Chen headed up the stairs.

Gu Bing was busy in the first-floor kitchen. The crimson flames surging from the compressed furnace came from the energy core of a Fire Element Mutant Species and burned at an extremely high temperature.

The crimson flames twisted like a living thing as she precisely guided them into a ring, completely enveloping a suspended cut of meat. Dripping fat sputtered, creating a continuous shower of golden sparks.

Once it reached a certain point, the flames instantly shifted from crimson to an ethereal blue. The intense heat quickly formed a crispy crust on the meat’s surface, while the inside remained an alluring pink.

The flames converged into a thin thread. The perfectly roasted cut of meat slowly rose, its surface glistening with juices. The rich aroma of spices mingled with the billowing steam.

“Finished your workout? You’re done early today?” Gu Bing sensed the movement behind her and turned around, a smudge of soot on her nose.

“Yeah,” Su Chen replied simply. Gu Bing, her movements now familiar and practiced, took the prepared food out of a nearby insulated container.

Su Chen didn’t stand on ceremony, sitting down and digging in.

Gu Bing stood to the side and reported, “We’ve made contact with the Inspectorate. As one of their meat suppliers, they’ll be purchasing a monthly quota of fifty million worth of beast meat of various tiers from us. The other two suppliers got a similar deal.”

“Mm,” Su Chen said, savoring the juices that filled his mouth. “Prepare another ten days’ worth of food.”

“’Only ten days left…’” Gu Bing couldn’t hide her disappointment. She tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. “I understand.”

Then, she asked hesitantly, “The Yuan Celebration is at the end of the month. If you don’t have any plans, my grandfather arranged a family dinner.”

“’The Yuan Celebration…’” Su Chen paused for a moment, then shook his head. “That won’t be necessary.”

He didn’t give a reason. Gu Bing pressed her lips together. “I’ll let Grandfather know.”

After he finished eating, Su Chen returned to the Gravity Chamber and called up a new D-level Body Refining Technique: the [Thunder Gang Forging Body Technique].

The Body Refining and Meditation Techniques he chose could both be practiced without any external aid, which saved him a lot of trouble.

“’…Inhale to draw the Thunder Energy into the muscles. Exhale to unleash it from every pore. Thunder Vein Burning Body…’”

He settled into the stance. Wisps of electricity began to wander across his body as Su Chen gradually became immersed in the technique.

A few days later, Su Chen received some unexpected news.

“The people from Yuan Capital were attacked?” he asked, frowning at the visiting Ming Lin.

“’Yeah…’” Ming Lin said with a sigh. “’I heard they were attacked right after crossing Baihai, while they were on the ground resting.’”

“’Deceitful God’s Followers?’” Su Chen asked.

“’No…’” Ming Lin shook his head. “’Apparently, it was a group of renegades from the Church Court.’”

“’Renegades?’” Su Chen was surprised. He only understood after Ming Lin explained.

It was just old history, really. The rise of the four great cities was invariably accompanied by a sea of blood.

Some of the losers were absorbed and became vassal cities, while others were completely wiped out. The survivors harbored a bone-deep hatred for the four cities, constantly stirring up trouble and even collaborating with the Deceitful God Sect.

Ying Feng had its own resistance groups as well. Some were remnants of factions tied to the Deceitful God, while others were formed from gatherings of oppressed refugees from other cities.

He stayed deep within Ying Feng’s heartland and rarely left the Judicial Court, so he had little contact with these factions and knew little about them.

“’Still, it’s not a big deal. They’re just small fry. It’ll only delay them for a bit.’”

At this, Ming Lin couldn’t help but click his tongue in amazement. “The delegation from Yuan Capital this time is huge. Three of the twelve Archbishops came, and they’re even led by a Saint Envoy.”

Su Chen’s eyebrow twitched. He wasn’t completely in the dark about Yuan Capital.

The twelve Archbishops were on the level of a Chief Judge, all Tier Six Professionals.

Considering some had to remain to defend the city and others were out on patrol, sending three was already a considerable number.

A Saint Envoy was on the same level as Chong Jingtian—a Tier Seven Professional, one of the ultimate authorities.

“’What are they really here for?’ Su Chen wondered. ’A force that large is not to be trifled with.’”

“’Who knows? They claim it’s an academic exchange, but who’d believe that? In any case, it’s not like they can stir up too much trouble here in Ying Feng.’ Ming Lin shook his head. ’Anyway, let’s drop it.’”

“’I mainly came to deliver the Abyssal Stomach this time.’ He leaned over and picked up a matte metal case. With a light press of his fingertip on the latch, the lid popped open with a click.

In the center of the black foam padding lay a biological stomach, glowing with a faint golden luster.

Its surface was covered in fine, scale-like patterns. Translucent, tube-like structures were faintly visible within it, shimmering with a halo of light that shifted with the viewing angle.

“’Thanks,’ Su Chen said. Ming Lin waved a hand dismissively and promptly left.

Su Chen closed the case, tossed it into his Storage Space, and glanced at his panel. ’It’s about time…’

A few days later, the time came. Su Chen didn’t wait until he had trained to his limit to feast. Instead, he ate as soon as Gu Bing finished cooking, wolfing down the meal.

“Senior Sister, sorry to have troubled you all this time. Starting tomorrow, you don’t need to come over and cook for me every day,” Su Chen said, wiping his mouth clean and letting out a satisfied burp.

“’Alright.’ The light in Gu Bing’s pretty eyes dimmed.

Su Chen, however, had already turned and walked back into the Gravity Chamber.

“’It’s about time.’ Su Chen opened his panel. The [Gourmet] class was ready for progression. He placed the Abyssal Stomach on his chest.

The moment the class progression began, the stomach dissolved by an invisible force, gradually transforming into a stream of black and gold light. As it touched Su Chen’s body, he felt a warm current seep rapidly inside him.

The warm current seemed to have a life of its own, surging straight to his stomach and forming a warm vortex of energy.

The initial sensation was as comfortable as soaking in a warm bath, almost making him sigh in satisfaction.

But soon, the warmth turned to scorching heat. His stomach felt like it had been set ablaze, and the intense, wrenching pain forced him to double over.