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Dazed and confused, Lin couldn't remember how he got home. By the time he woke up again, it was already the next morning.
Lin was awakened by San, who was perched on his face, three heads hovering over Lin's nostrils as if trying to figure out if they could squeeze in.
"San!"
With a roar, Lin grabbed San from his face, lifted it by its tail, and tossed the mischievous creature onto the bed. However, in a moment of distraction, it scampered back onto Lin's shoulder. This little guy was extremely attached to Lin and couldn't bear to be away for even a moment.
Sighing, Lin decided to let it be; after all, it wouldn't understand anything he said.
Lin had indeed slept well, dozing off from the previous afternoon until eight o'clock. After getting up and stretching, every bone in his body cracked and popped.
When Lin twisted his neck and casually pushed open the bedroom door, he froze for a moment.
The living room was packed with people—none other than the group of Ironclad Fans who had "saved" him.
They were all smiling at first, but when Lin appeared, everyone turned their heads in unison and greeted him warmly.
"..." Dream Source was the first to rush over to Lin's side, linking her arm with his. He seemed a bit unaccustomed to such a lively atmosphere.
"Bro, you're awake!"
Fatty also stepped forward from the crowd to explain the situation to Lin.
It turned out that these fans had heard about Lin's health issues and had spontaneously organized to come see him. They gathered early in the morning just to check on him.
Despite being people of status in their daily lives, when together with Lin, they showed no airs at all; everyone laughed and joked regardless of gender.
After inviting everyone to sit down, Lin hurried off to wash up before starting to chat with them.
Everyone was having a great time, led by Fatty's lively chatter, sharing various stories from all over, creating a joyful atmosphere.
Until one of the administrators chimed in, "Bro, I heard you guys are taking a spaceship today to Wuyuan Star?"
"Pretty much. We're participating in Special Training, and we probably won't be back to Azure Planet until school starts."
"Then let's not disturb you any longer. You should get ready to take the spaceship."
Everyone suggested going to see Lin off, causing Lin Xin's heart to flutter again.
Although this group usually didn't meet in person and only knew each other through the internet, their intentions were pure; they gathered together simply for the food and Lin's culinary skills, making their interactions more sincere.
Lin was about to nod in agreement when Fatty interrupted, "That might not work, bro. We still have things to do today."
"What things?" Lin frowned, unable to recall anything unfinished.
"Poverty Old Man told me that when you wake up, I should contact him regarding that Food Critic, Master Yun."
Upon hearing this, Lin's frown deepened. Why were so many things piling up at such a critical moment? It was overwhelming for Lin Yi.
Plans always change unexpectedly; life is wonderfully unpredictable. There are always moments when events collide. Even with well-laid plans, something will inevitably go awry.
The fans understood the situation well and began to leave one by one, acknowledging that Lin had matters to attend to.
Feeling helpless, Lin could only bow to everyone and solemnly say, "I will always remember the life-saving grace of Snowy Mountain. I am deeply grateful and will certainly lend my full support whenever you need my help in the future!"
Lin may be a cold person, but he understands the importance of gratitude. He believes in repaying even the smallest kindness with great generosity.
With a deep sense of apology, Lin bid farewell to the group of fans. They made a promise to hold a fan reunion every year, and everyone would go to Wuyuan Star to find Lin.
After sending off the fans, the matter of the Whole Deer Feast came to a close. Originally, the Whole Deer Feast was set up to deal with them, while the situation regarding Master Yun was an unexpected development.
...
Given the urgency of the situation, Lin contacted Poverty Old Man.
Poverty Old Man was straightforward, telling Lin to wait at home; he would come to pick him up shortly to visit Master Yun together.
"What is going on with this Master Yun that we need to visit in person?" Lin asked, sounding somewhat impatient.
Lin then instructed Dream Source to pack their bags at home. He and Fatty would follow Poverty Old Man for the visit, while Fatty's luggage was simple and had already been prepared.
In Fatty's own words, "As long as there's money, I can travel anywhere with this body!"
The three of them busied themselves packing their belongings. Before long, Poverty Old Man arrived, and Lin and Fatty had no choice but to leave Dream Source alone at home.
Once they reached the Flying Car, Qing Uncle was also there, still serving as their free driver. Poverty Old Man sat in the passenger seat, dressed quite formally.
The official Flying Car, combined with Poverty Old Man's somewhat old-fashioned attire and serious expression, indicated that this visit was significant—at least in Poverty Old Man's eyes.
Noticing the difference in atmosphere, Lin couldn't help but ask, "Poverty Old Man, why are we doing this? What is it about Master Yun that warrants such a visit?"
Qing Uncle glanced at the indifferent Lin and Fatty through the rearview mirror, shaking his head inwardly and muttering, "These young folks really have no idea about the intricacies of the Culinary World!"
Poverty Old Man glanced at Qing Uncle and said, "Just drive your car and stop talking so much!" Qing Uncle immediately fell silent and focused on driving.
Then, Poverty Old Man opened the Virtual Screen and sent Lin a message, "Open this link and you'll understand why we're visiting them."
Lin looked at Poverty Old Man with a puzzled expression, then lowered his head to click on the link in the message. Fatty Chen, sitting next to him, also leaned over curiously to take a look.
The link led to an article on a website Lin had never encountered before, which showed a high volume of traffic. Although it was posted last night, its popularity had already surpassed many previous posts.
The title of the article was quite bold: "Culinary World and the Hope of Culinary World: Azure New Star."
It seemed somewhat eye-catching, but upon clicking it, Lin found that it was not just random writing; every sentence was a professional culinary commentary.
The main focus of the article was the "Whole Deer Feast," which then introduced Lin, delving deeply into aspects such as culinary skills, levels of culinary artistry, innovation in cuisine, and understanding of feast culture. Every point made sense.
After reading it, Lin was greatly impressed; the author seemed to be his kindred spirit, capturing every thought he had.
Even Lin's culinary insights did not escape the author's sharp pen.
"This is..."
"The article was written by Master Yun. He is also organizing recorded videos and photos. There will be a special feature coming up about you, Azure New Star!"
Poverty Old Man turned to Lin and said, "They gave you the title of Azure New Star; shouldn't you thank them?"
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