Reborn in Japan as a Chef God
Chapter 466 - 465: Frustrated Ghost Father

Chapter 466: Chapter 465: Frustrated Ghost Father

At Far Moon, Xia Yu was contemplating how to handle the Ten Master Mechanism when he convened the competition team.

Leaders of the opposition faction like Kasuga Shigeru and Kikuchi Musashi were also gathered at the Kikuchi Club, welcoming a mysterious tycoon who had just flown into Tokyo today, belonging to the "Gourmet Society".

Bang!

At the sound of the door opening, the tycoons all bent over at a ninety-degree angle.

"Mr. Tiqie!"

A uniformly respectful greeting.

A middle-aged man clad in a black coat, black suit underneath, and black gloves walked into the room with the stride of a gentleman, his expression stern.

"Sekiya Takashi—"

Mr. Tiqie’s gaze swept toward a tycoon who looked uneasy, withdrawing a document, and read emotionlessly, "In light of your defeat in the culinary battle, it has been decided to temporarily halt the supply of your Gourmet Cell Injection Fluid until you take your revenge. When the supply chain will be restored."

"Yes, yes!"

Sekiya Takashi bowed humbly.

"The rest of you as well!"

"If you lose, reclaim your position; otherwise, the higher-ups won’t provide you with any Gourmet Cell products." Mr. Tiqie said coldly.

"Besides, I will be moving to Sapporo in three days. During these days, I’ll personally contact the current Ten Masters to secure their loyalty and support. First, we’ll take control of the Ten Master Mechanism, then we’ll tackle the tough nut of the board!"

Clearly, Ghost Father Tiqie slightly altered his route back.

Initially, he planned to strike directly at the board, but the situation with Xia Yu had dealt a significant blow to their faction’s momentum.

The next day.

The top seat’s personal research lab.

Si Yingshi, with dark circles under his eyes, emerged from the lab, not visibly tired but rather excited.

"The data provided by Instructor Xia is indeed accurate. The ’Indra Moon Orange’ can be used in many recipes apart from curry dishes. My head is full of inspiration; soon, my Killing Recipe ’White-haired Cinderella Pan-fried Beef’ will reach a special grade!"

He clenched his fist.

The timid Si Yingshi, particularly passionate about cooking, had benefitted immensely from being under Xia Yu’s influence since the term began. A casual remark from Xia Yu sometimes equated to the cooking secrets that special grade chefs had sought for years unsuccessfully. Si Yingshi, quietly and crazily, absorbed cooking knowledge Xia Yu shared intentionally or unintentionally, growing stronger rapidly.

"Once I push ’White-haired Cinderella Pan-fried Beef’ to a special grade, the nine-star assessment should be no problem," Si Yingshi thought to himself.

He felt more powerful than ever, even more so than any of the past graduates. Most graduates didn’t even have their own culinary heart yet, but he had established his own ’serving’ heart early on, and reaching a special grade seemed within reach. He could vaguely see that door in his future path.

Beep beep.

The vibrating phone in his pocket interrupted his thoughts. Si Yingshi frowned, "Who is it?!"

Awoken from his reverie by a call, the inherently hassle-averse Si Yingshi was quite annoyed as he pressed the answer key.

"Si Yingshi, Ten Outstanding Chief, do you want to become more powerful?"

A mysterious male voice spoke as soon as he answered.

"Uh?"

"We can provide you with limitless Fantasy Ingredients, even a dose of Gourmet Cell Injection Fluid that gives you superhuman talents, as long as you join us and serve us..."

"Fantasy Ingredients? Do you have the ’Indra Moon Orange’? I’m looking to buy some fresh ones for practice. It would be awkward to trouble Instructor Xia again."

"..."

Silence on the other end. Si Yingshi played with his messy fringe and offhandedly said, "Can Gourmet Cells help me quickly surpass the special grade level?"

"... They cannot."

Finally, the voice answered.

"Then, goodbye."

Si Yingshi hung up the phone and promptly blocked the number, muttering to himself, "Nutcase."

Ten minutes later, a similar scene occurred with the second seat, Kobayakawa Ryodan.

"Ah, who are you guys, trying to recruit me?"

Kobayakawa Ryodan, at Xia’s apartment building, hung up freshly washed clothes on the balcony while listening to the person on the other end trying to persuade him, chuckled, "Gourmet Cells? Those don’t seem very helpful for anyone below special grade. Plus, I’m focusing on quickly cultivating my culinary heart. Do you have any secret techniques that can speed up this process? Now that would be worth discussing..."

"No? Uh, goodbye!"

At the Kikuchi Club, Tiqie Ji put down his phone, his stern face now stiff and livid.

"The first seat Si Yingshi, the second seat Kobayakawa Ryodan!"

"These two students..."

Barely suppressing the urge to smash his phone, Tiqie Ji felt like he was going insane.

Why?

Students should have bowed down and sworn allegiance on the spot upon hearing about the Fantasy Ingredient injections, sought but unattainable by the Dark Chefs. What could be more precious than the Fantasy Ingredient injections?

Tiqie Ji didn’t understand. He felt weary and thought he was somewhat out of touch with the current students’ mindset.

There was a generation gap.

Kasuga Shigeru and Kikuchi Musashi fell silent.

"Looks like things aren’t going too smoothly," they both thought.

It was more than just not smooth. Following the contact list from inside Far Moon, Tiqie Ji called the third seat, the fourth seat, the fifth seat... unexpectedly, all of them had their phones turned off.

Beep.

It was not until he reached the seventh seat that the call finally went through, but soon after Tiqie Ji’s face became even paler, and he fiercely slammed the phone down.

"Instructor Xia, Instructor Xia, Instructor Xia!"

"Why does everyone mention him!"

Tiqie Ji was furious.

...

Meanwhile.

The Far Moon Campus had recently been split off to become Xia Yu’s private farm.

Over the past month or two, Xia Yu had built decent dormitories on the farm for himself and future employees.

He had summoned the remaining undecided Ten Outstanding Members, acting as a guiding instructor, for a week-long retreat. Seven days later, regardless of the situation, he would fly directly to Hokkaido.

"Instructor Xia, what’s the theme for this retreat?"

The sixth seat, Nikunokuni Ningning, pushed up his glasses, still displaying an expressionless face.

"The theme?"

Seeing the five assembled Outstanding Members staring intently at him, including "Alchemist" Rui Shan—who prioritized benefits but knew that culinary skill is the foundation of a chef. Xia Yu had guided so many talented individuals in just one term that the members knew very well, hence without any hesitation, they had arrived and obediently handed over their phones to Xia Yu.

"This is a week-long closed retreat, themed ’True Cooking Heart and Fantasy Ingredients.’"

Xia Yu spoke smoothly, with his prestige within Far Moon and his reputation in the Neon Food World enough to impress these students.

Tiqie was just an exile. Xia Yu believed that as long as he brought enough chips to the table, tangible benefits, even the fence-sitting, benefit-first Rui Shan would firmly stand by his side.

Actual culinary improvement was of far greater value than any unproven promises of reform; it was the real bargaining chip in the heart of the Outstanding Members.

Hey, discussing terms, making deals, Xia Yu was in no way inferior to the Ghost Father.

He pointed toward the lush and verdant plantation outside the window, saying, "The ingredients are in the land, all those are Fantasy Ingredients; you may take as you please, but remember not to waste. After seven days, there will be a ranking exam, and the top performer will receive the Special Grade Recipe ’Molten Lava Seafood Soup’ that I will personally gift..."

"Lastly, the students participating in this retreat will be given a pass to the farm, so you can take the freshest ingredients from the farm as you wish, but no more than three types each time and each type not exceeding 500 grams."

At this point, Xia Yu paused, his gaze intensifying as he warned, "This is a personal reward from me, not related to Far Moon. I hope when the time comes for you to choose, you will firmly stand by my side."

To sway students of the Ten Outstanding Members’ caliber, talk was useless; one had to bleed.