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"This..."
When asked this question, the Poverty Old Man looked somewhat embarrassed. He grinned but couldn't find the words to respond.
Qing Uncle cleared his throat awkwardly and mumbled, "Master, why not let him join me in Qing Shui Liu? At least I have some status now, and being under my wing could provide him with protection, especially since his talent is so remarkable..."
"Don't even think about it! In this lifetime, I will never rely on others! Letting you go to Qing Shui Liu is already a last resort for me; I can't find any other way!"
Who would have thought that just suggesting it would lead to the Poverty Old Man hitting a wall? His attitude was truly intriguing.
In the back seat, Lin scratched his chin, listening to their conversation. As he pondered, he began to realize that the Poverty Old Man's faction seemed to be quite complicated.
"Poverty Old Man, is our faction doing a bit poorly?"
Lin Ye picked up on this implication and asked.
Once this question was posed, the expressions of the two in front varied. The Poverty Old Man awkwardly turned his head, staring intently at Lin, as if to say: You know enough; why bring it up?
Qing Uncle chuckled softly but quickly straightened up when he felt the Poverty Old Man's glare, pretending to focus on driving.
The atmosphere became instantly awkward; Lin felt as if he could sense the uncomfortable vibe radiating from the Poverty Old Man.
After a moment of silence, the Poverty Old Man finally organized his thoughts and said, "Ah, actually our Holy Hand School was once among the top hundred. Back then, we were exceptionally glorious; those were the days..."
After more than ten minutes of exaggerated storytelling from the Poverty Old Man, Lin finally understood. It turned out they were a School of Cooking without any backing!
The founding master of Holy Hand School was indeed impressive; he was a legendary Dough Master known throughout the Primitive Star Domain. It was said that the pastries he created could emit a blazing light that dazzled the eyes.
Food emitting brilliant light is not some mystical phenomenon; it truly exists.
The ingredients from the Great Star Sea are inexhaustible and diverse like stars in the sky. Among these ingredients, there are always some peculiar combinations that can make food shine.
Food that glows signifies an extremely high compatibility of ingredients. Such ingredients, regardless of the main dish's flavor, can leave a lasting impression on anyone who tastes them.
This type of glowing dish is also known as the "Divine Menu." Anyone capable of creating such dishes must be a Tenth Level Chef!
Among today's Tenth Level Chefs, each has their own signature Divine Menu. They have all reached their current status thanks to these glowing dishes.
The Holy Hand School's former Divine Menu was also quite famous among Tenth Level Chefs, as its brilliance could overshadow eighty percent of other dishes.
With the signature pastries from the Holy Hand School, they once held the title of Tenth Level Chef for four consecutive generations. However, mistakes occurred during this process.
As time passed, the materials needed for these pastries became increasingly rare. Now, two essential ingredients from the secret recipe are missing, preventing them from shining.
Divine Menus are already scarce, and their ingredient requirements are extremely strict. Many Divine Menus have been lost to history due to ingredient issues.
Unfortunately, the Holy Hand School has become one of those lost to time, overshadowed by rising newcomers and reduced to mere dust in the past.
"So, our Holy Hand School doesn't even have a single Tenth Level Chef? The strongest among us is you at Seventh Level?"
Staring at the Poverty Old Man, Lin felt somewhat uncomfortable. It was like watching enemies on a battlefield armed with guns and cannons while he only had a butcher's knife.
"Hehe, you could say that. I am the eighth generation heir of the Holy Hand School and currently the strongest in the School of Cooking."
The Poverty Old Man smiled awkwardly but steeled himself to speak. After all, Lin needed to know these things; the Poverty Old Man had intentions of formally passing on the School of Cooking to him.
"Am I in trouble without any backing?"
Lin turned his neck slightly, feeling that his future culinary path was fraught with dangers.
"And there's me! As long as I'm on Azure Planet, no one can do anything to me!"
Seeing the confident demeanor of Poverty Old Man, Lin felt powerless to complain.
Truly, he is like my own grandfather. In just over two months, I will be leaving Azure Planet, and you have made the Culinary World so dark that by then I won't even have any fellow disciples to back me up. How am I supposed to go out and "fight in groups"? How am I supposed to tear into others?
Is this supposed to be like Ye from my past, who would shout, "I want to take on ten!" whenever a fight broke out?
Thinking of this, Lin sighed deeply, holding his forehead, and weakly said, "Everyone, please stop talking. I just want some peace..."
"Who is Peace?" Poverty Old Man interjected.
"Poverty Old Man! Can you please stop using such an old joke?"
Lin finally understood why Poverty Old Man could get along with Fatty Chen; it turned out both of them had this irreverent nature deep down!
Qing Uncle, who had been quietly chuckling, could no longer hold back and spoke up: "Master, you should consider letting Lin take on the title of Qing Shui Liu. Without the protection of Qing Shui Liu, how will he navigate the Solar Ranger Academy in the future?"
Poverty Old Man frowned and remained silent, but his expression softened slightly. Qing Uncle quickly continued, "It's just a title. Once he truly has strength in the future, he can withdraw if needed. Qing Shui Liu is known for its good reputation; you can rest assured!"
"Well... I'll think about it..." Poverty Old Man's frown deepened, his eyes clouded with uncertainty.
"Stop! Stop! Poverty Old Man, Qing Uncle, have you both considered my wishes? Are you planning to sell me off like this?"
Lin was confused by this conversation; he disliked the idea of his fate being decided by others without his input. So he carefully inquired about the matter.
After another round of explanation from Poverty Old Man, Lin finally understood the situation.
It turned out that Qing Uncle wanted to develop in a larger civilization and sought protection by joining the well-known Qing Shui Liu within the Solar Ranger Academy.
Although Qing Shui Liu was not one of the top cooking schools, all Tenth Level Chefs were from the Solar Ranger Academy. They were considered local powerhouses, and other cooking schools wouldn't dare to treat them too harshly.
Moreover, Qing Shui Liu is extremely accommodating. For the locals of Solar Ranger Academy, he welcomes everyone. If you have good prospects and wish to leave, he will not forcefully stop you.
As a result, Qing Shui Liu has become a dominant figure in the culinary world of Solar Ranger Academy, and no one dares to provoke him. Many locals choose to join Qing Shui Liu for refuge.
After hearing this, Lin shook his head and lightly scoffed, "Poverty Old Man, you don't need to put me in a difficult position; I will not be joining Qing Shui Liu!"
Lin's words were firm and left no room for rebuttal.
Even though Lin understood the darkness of the Culinary World and the decline of Holy Hand School, he could not casually join a School of Cooking just to avoid some unfounded difficulties!
Once a Culinary God, Lin's pride would not allow him to humbly seek protection from others!
His joining Holy Hand School was due to the friendship with Poverty Old Man; it was because his exam was already tied to Holy Hand School, which could not be changed—something Lin Ye did not want to change.
"Rather than seeking protection from others, I want to restore the former glory of our Holy Hand School!"
"Isn't it just a dish that can shine? One day, I will make that dish shine again!"
Lin Bie nodded, his eyes filled with determination, resilience, and immense confidence!
I am the Culinary God of Earth, Lin!
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