Death Game: Starting as a Trickster, Pretending to Be a God

Chapter 759: A Genius Versus a Genius

After Earl announced the start of the timer, Chef God immediately pulled out…

A gigantic stove.

An oven attached.

A freezer attached.

Plus pots, pans, and a prep station.

Seeing the pile of equipment Chef God summoned with a raised hand, Bi Fang’s expression turned grave.

“What the heck is this, isn’t this supposed to be a Heart Domain?”

Judging from the way all these things appeared at once, it probably wasn’t several different items being summoned separately, but a single item.

Moreover, anyone with experience could tell these items’ design didn’t match that of the Ten Realms, and they clearly tied strongly to the Chef class, so it was almost certainly an Exclusive Item.

“I thought Nicholas’ Exclusive Item was already over the top,” the Tycoon murmured as he looked at Chef God surrounded by cookware of every size, “but this one’s even more flamboyant.”

Nicholas nodded in stunned agreement. “Oh ho, this Exclusive Item should consist of at least six components!”

The more complex an item is, the more functions it tends to have, even if complexity doesn’t always equal power.

So the members of Order and the Night Watchmen quickly realized…

“It looks like Robin won’t be able to disrupt his cooking enough to stop him from completing three dishes,” Li Hua concluded, adjusting the tortoiseshell-frame glasses on his nose.

“With just this Exclusive Item, he should be able to handle Robin’s attacks.”

“After all, this was his proposed plan,” Bi Fang also nodded. “The other side’s confidence isn’t unfounded, but I still favor Robin.”

These experts’ judgments were basically right on the mark.

What Chef God displayed now was indeed his Exclusive Item.

Its name was… Hell Kitchen!

Lin Yu, silent among the spectators, watched the scene and quietly pulled out the Cyber Ghost’s Electronic Coffin to start recording.

He had a hunch that this Exclusive Item and Chef God himself might both be connected to that Banquet God.

If more than one god could pay attention to him, then of course a god could focus on different people as well.

Lin Yu wanted to ask Hannah—unfortunately, with so many dangerous people watching, he still didn’t dare to release Hannah in person.

After all… Hannah was meant for Zhu Ming.

So Lin Yu settled for a compromise—Hannah couldn’t watch live, but he could play a recorded feed for her.

The effect would be the same.

Onstage, after spreading out his setup, Chef God started heating pots and lighting fires.

Standing on the narrow, towering stone path, once Chef God entered cooking mode he seemed to forget the perilous surroundings and strode briskly through his kitchen.

He even had time to explain what he would cook.

“For the first dish, I’m bringing a classic from Miss Robin’s hometown, a stir-fried beef that’s taken Hunan cuisine by storm across the country—spicy stir-fried beef!”

Chef God opened the freezer door.

“First, take out a high-quality strip of beef. I’m using a lean cut from the beef loin,” he said, showing a strip of red meat with bright color and neat grain, “now we’ll give it a simple marinade.”

He seemed to be trying to teach the audience.

He sliced the beef rapidly into even thin pieces, tossed them all into a glass bowl, added seasonings and starch, mixed evenly, put on a lid, and then placed a small clock on top of that lid.

“Normally we’d marinate for about half an hour to bring out the best texture and layered flavor, but I’m using the ‘accelerate’ function here, so it’ll finish marinating in about half a minute.”

Chef God explained, then continued: “Next, we prepare the ingredients—take out green and red chilies, pickled chilies, and chopped chilies.”

When Chef God reached into the freezer again…

An accident happened.

Whoosh!

With a sound of air being cut, a sharp, massive triangular prism fell from the sky and headed straight for Chef God.

Bang!

Without changing his expression, Chef God raised his hand, and a giant wok shot up, instantly inflated, and covered over his head, blocking the more-than-human-high triangular prism!

Only then did everyone notice Robin was still on the field.

Robin had never been conspicuous.

And when Chef God entered his own domain of expertise, he naturally drew overwhelming attention.

So people had subconsciously overlooked Robin.

It wasn’t until the first triangular prism fell that everyone looked back at her.

At that moment, they couldn’t help but notice…

“This girl is ridiculous too.”

Xiaoyun looked at Robin and said, surprised.

Compared to Chef God’s entire spread, Robin’s setup seemed rather simple.

She was simply sitting cross-legged on the ground with a sketchbook on her knees, two pencils tucked in her hand, constantly drawing.

Shush shush shush shush shush—

The fine sound of pencil strokes on paper rang out continuously.

Behind Robin…

There was a pile of geometric shapes stacked like a small mountain.

While Chef God was cutting and marinating meat, she had already drawn over ten shaded geometric sketches of various kinds and projected them into reality as solid forms.

As for how that triangular prism fell from the sky, the answer was simple…

Acceleration lines!

Robin only needed to add a few strokes to a geometric shape, and the static form would suddenly gain motion and arc up into the air.

At this moment, looking at the geometric pile behind Robin, Chef God holding the jar of chopped chilies felt uneasy.

Every few seconds a geometric shape appeared behind Robin, and every few seconds one launched.

Although they appeared quickly, basic school-level math made the outcome obvious.

“That triangular prism is the first, but definitely not the only one!”

Thinking that, Chef God looked up.

Then his expression changed slightly.

One after another, huge geometric shapes were falling from the sky like a meteor shower.

Like a multi-warhead split missile entering its final strike phase.

Even though they were just ordinary geometric solids and not particularly fast, their sheer number—and the fact they would continue to spawn—gave these simple shapes a terrifying pressure.

In the stands, Li Hua was a bit surprised.

“It seems I underestimated Robin.”

Bi Fang laughed.

“Of course—not everyone who loves and prides themselves on a skill is that Free Alliance guy.”

“Robin may be introverted, but that doesn’t mean she lacks peak-level technique.”

“On the contrary, that guy is almost obsessively a genius when it comes to painting!”

Hearing Bi Fang, Lin Yu nodded without surprise.

Having gone through two dungeons with Robin, he knew she was the real deal.

This duel, though in the form of a battle of wits…

In some sense, might be fiercer than the two previous matches.

Because this was a genuine contest where a genius fully unleashed their greatest strength against another genius!