Reborn in Japan as a Chef God
Chapter 318 - 317: Those Trapped Chefs

Chapter 318: Chapter 317: Those Trapped Chefs

Damn!

I’ve been called out!

Just as Xia Yu stood up, intending to return to his own classroom, he froze on the spot.

Boom!

The scene at the Far Moon Classroom was like a noise bomb had been dropped, immediately causing a buzz of shock.

Chiyoda Aichi’s mouth hung open.

She obviously knew who Yuchuan Ayaka was referring to as the "youngest Super Chef in history", and so did the Far Moon instructors, and even the on-site judges and guests.

After snapping back to reality, Chiyoda Aichi was dumbstruck.

The eldest daughter of the Yuchuan family, who had passed the Super Chef exam at 26, was she publicly calling out the "youngest Super Chef in history" through the air?

However, the plot twist that followed was far more severe than what Chiyoda Aichi had imagined.

"I know you!"

Facing the cameras broadcasting live to the whole of Neon, even receivable outside the island, Yuchuan Ayaka put on a serious and solemn expression.

Swish.

Xia Yu wasn’t blind; he could see and feel that all the instructors in the vast Far Moon Classroom were looking his way.

Next to him, Instructor Auson also looked completely caught off guard, stunned.

"Uh..."

This turn of events made Xia Yu quite uncomfortable too.

He had Taste Weekly write such a provocative headline to draw hatred, true, but he hadn’t anticipated that a genius like Yuchuan Ayaka would challenge and question him on a live TV broadcast. Suddenly, he felt a tremendous sense of dread.

Having just watched Yuchuan Ayaka’s cooking performance at the Super Chef examination stage, without a second thought, he knew she was an unprecedentedly strong opponent. Xia Yu felt that even if he used every trick in the book, he might not be able to defeat her.

Rely on the Crushing Spirit of a nine-star chef?

The Spirit wasn’t invincible, and besides, Yuchuan Ayaka very likely had a Super Chef’s Killing Recipe up her sleeve.

Without a recipe of the same caliber, no matter how advanced one’s "Spirit" was, they couldn’t escape the finality of "Killing."

"I know you!"

"But I do not acknowledge you as the ’youngest Super Chef in Neon’s history’!"

Yuchuan Ayaka stared straight into the camera with undisguised hostility in her eyes.

"You, are just a provisional Super Chef!"

She spoke unhurriedly, a hint of contempt in her eyes.

"And I have already passed the exam and am a true Super Chef. You, an impostor Super Chef, why use such a title to promote yourself? A 16-year-old special-grade chef? Heh, as far as I know, there are far too many provisional candidates stuck at the gates of Super Chefdom, some trapped for years or even decades... and some, for their entire lives, unable to shed the ’impostor’ label!"

The corners of her mouth turned up in faint mockery.

This Bohemian Goddess’s demeanor was drastically different from her previous, smiling presence.

"Just look at the three who failed this examination!"

Following that, Yuchuan Ayaka extended her slender finger, pointing towards the waiting area, "Nakajima Sei, Fushan Youcheng, Asami Hureko!"

"These three have each participated in nearly ten Super Chef examinations, repeatedly failing."

"The least among them has participated four or five times."

When the live camera swept over the three named failures, they each lowered their heads in turn.

Two men and a woman.

Their faces were etched with frustration and humiliation but in front of the camera, they finally had to bow their heads because they were utter failures. Beneath Yuchuan Ayaka’s blindingly brilliant aura of genius, these three seemed utterly mediocre.

And in fact, not everyone has the privilege to participate in the Super Chef exam year after year.

There was only one opportunity per year.

If they failed, they could reapply for the examination the following year.

But Yuchuan Ayaka took part in the Super Chef examination for the first time and presented a revolutionary dish that incorporated two Fantasy Ingredients, which was unanimously praised as stunningly brilliant.

That’s why they bowed their heads.

The difference in status between a Super Chef and a provisional Super Chef was evident at a glance.

Exposed under the lens for all to see, in stark and heartfelt truth.

Yuchuan Ayaka began to show her aura, and to some extent, she was also a "queen" born with a golden key, endowed with the talent of "super hearing" since birth. Therefore, her aura was entirely legitimate.

"Nakajima Sei!"

She called out a name, her finger pointing unmistakably at a man in the waiting area.

"Nakajima Sei, thirty years old, became a nine-star chef at the age of twenty, famous for a while, but he has been failing repeatedly for ten years, wasting a decade in front of the Super Chef door. Maybe the situation would just continue like this..."

The man she pointed out was a gentle-looking uncle.

His originally fair complexion appeared weathered due to an unkempt beard.

His hair was a bit messy, too.

He looked like a run-of-the-mill office worker worn out from working overtime, not like a nine-star chef, a Buddha worshiped by the giants of the culinary industry.

His eyes darted around, fists clenched; in the end, Nakajima Sei couldn’t bring himself to look up directly at the camera.

The halo around Yuchuan Ayaka was just too dazzling.

When he first became a nine-star chef at the age of twenty, and passed the nine-star assessment, how the media had lavishly praised him—Nakajima Sei remembered clearly and kept the newspapers and magazines from that time. Just as he remembered the reporters and his fellow chefs and competitors in the industry, who mocked him behind his back when his star faded.

A bitter taste filled his mouth.

As for Yuchuan Ayaka’s words, Nakajima Sei actually agreed.

Being a chef, some start off brilliant, while others are late bloomers.

Of course, countless geniuses have also fallen by the wayside.

Before truly passing the Super Chef assessment, using the title of Super Chef in advertising was a bit presumptuous, seriously underestimating the threshold of the Super Chef that blocked countless chefs.

’Chef’s Heart’ and ’Cooking with Fantasy Ingredients’ may look simple, but they have profound intricacies.

Xia Yu’s expression darkened slightly.

He could make out the meaning behind Yuchuan Ayaka’s public challenge.

It was nothing more than telling him not to get carried away.

"I’ll be waiting for you on the Super Chef road!"

This was what Yuchuan Ayaka continued to say to the camera, "If you can pass the Super Chef assessment before you turn twenty-six, then let’s have a friendly shokugeki (food battle)."

"If you win, I will give you my Super Chef Killing Recipe."

"By the way, I’ve seen your ’Shuangjiang Magical Mapo Tofu’ recipe, it’s quite interesting."

Having said that, Yuchuan Ayaka handed the microphone back to the stunned Chiyoda Aichi and walked away without looking back.

The scene fell silent.

The Far Moon Professors also remained quiet.

A shokugeki?

Ha!

Xia Yu shook his head inwardly, "Another arrogant young miss."

Yuchuan Ayaka didn’t mention the conditions if she won, clearly because she felt it unnecessary to do so, and the compensation for losing was nothing more than her wanting to take this opportunity to release a huge piece of news deliberately.

She indeed had a Super Chef Killing Recipe!

"A formidable opponent!" Xia Yu judged inwardly, feeling a chill running down his spine.

Ding.

A task prompt popped up. Xia Yu rolled his eyes:

"Stop joking around!"

He held back the urge to curse and opened it to check.

"[In the name of a prodigy]."

"Hint: Pass the Super Chef assessment and accept Yuchuan Ayaka’s shokugeki, defeating an unprecedented formidable opponent."

"Reward: To be determined (to be displayed after passing the Super Chef assessment)."

Come on!

Xia Yu complained.

The reward needs conditions to be displayed?

He felt completely disorganized in an instant.