Chapter 93: A Fading Warrior Who Can't Cook Isn't a Good Ox or Horse

Chapter 93: A Fading Warrior Who Can't Cook Isn't a Good Ox or Horse

"I plan to create a fake identity first, then establish a base in the Land of Iron to set up a production line. I'll use the Shadow Clone Technique and transformation skills to create mechanical components and workbenches, and start building mechas."

Inside the mysterious space.

Naruto Luk vividly recounted his solo defeat of Konoha and his plans for the Land of Iron. He got so excited that he even used his hands to gesture, while the other Lucks munched on sunflower seeds and listened with amusement.

Although they could share information with a touch, listening to the story had its own charm.

"Sure enough, you used my plan." Shinigami Luk laughed heartily, but then he frowned, "But if you use Aizen's, who will I use in the future?"

"That's easy. If he uses Aizen, you can use Madara. Both are top-tier powerhouses, and either one is a great choice," One Piece Luk said nonchalantly.

"Whatever, let me touch first."

Dragon Blood Luk pushed his way forward, eyes wide, "Oh wow, knowledge is flooding in, and there's a lot of it."

"Damn, don't say lines like that from those side-show anime. Even I would find it disgusting," Naruto Luk felt a bit uncomfortable.

The other Lucks couldn't resist Dragon Blood Luk's comment and stopped listening to the story, each of them touching to absorb the knowledge.

"Phew, there's really a lot," One Piece Luk looked grim, feeling his brain filled with ninja techniques.

Dragon Blood Luk happily retracted his hand, "Great, now I can do a lot more interesting things."

He had an idea: using the Multiple Shadow Clone Technique to fight multiple girlfriends simultaneously, then dispelling the clones to combine the sensations, which might push the human body to its limits and create a new, unique way to die.

But he wasn't sure how well the Dragon Blood world would accept ninja techniques. Their world had the four elements of wind, water, earth, and fire, as well as aether, so elemental jutsu should work fine, but the Shadow Clone Technique might be a different story.

Suddenly, the faint gray mist rippled, and three figures slowly walked in.

The Luk on the left was about seventeen or eighteen, with a sunny and cheerful appearance. He wore light summer clothing and an apron, looking like a regular person, a bit confused about the situation.

"Where am I? Wasn't I preparing for an exam?"

The middle Luk was hard to age, looking either twenty or thirty to forty. He had a very handsome face, but his features were quite generic, almost like a model face.

He wore a pure white robe with a hood, holding a staff with a purple gem and a familiar, beautifully crafted long sword in his other hand.

He was watching the Lucks warily, not speaking, but he held a bell, ready to summon help.

The last Luk was about twenty-six or twenty-seven, with deep black circles under his eyes, a pale face, and lifeless eyes, radiating a completely different aura from the others.

Shinigami Luk's eyes gleamed with excitement, and his fourteen-year-old body charged over.

"It's time for my favorite card draw. Let's see what we get!"

He grabbed the first Luk.

Luk from Food Wars, decent cooking skills, R!

He leaped to the second Luk, who clearly had extraordinary abilities, and grabbed his wrist before he could react.

Luk from Elden Ring, a wimpy sorcerer who couldn't even take down a half-god. His greatest achievement was defeating a mud dragon and obtaining the Moonveil katana, R, but he has great potential, with a chance to become an SSR!

Finally, he approached the third Luk, who looked completely defeated, and touched him without much hope.

Bang!

Shinigami Luk's eyes widened in shock, and he fell to the ground, managing to say only one word.

"Madara!"

What?

What "Madara"?

Is Uchiha Madara appearing too frequently lately?

The other Lucks became interested and went over to touch him, one by one, their eyes losing focus and collapsing to the ground, groaning in pain.

"Help!"

"It's not 'Madara,' it's 'Manager.'"

"Damn, this guy works sixteen hours a day and gets one day off a month!"

"I'm dying, I'm dying. I knew this state looked familiar! He's just a corporate slave being exploited by a heartless company!"

"My brain is shaking. I've never worked a day in my life, and the thought of working is terrifying!"

...

After a while, the Lucks recovered, and the three new Lucks understood the situation.

The cheerful Luk came from Food Wars, a world where everyone is either a chef or a food critic. You could grab a random passerby, and they could cook a decent meal or critique a top chef's dish.

This world had two notable features.

First, after eating delicious food, men would often tear their clothes, and women, while less likely to tear their clothes, would make extremely questionable sounds and blush so intensely that boys nearby would start pitching tents. Thus, Food Wars is sometimes called "Drug Wars."

Second, "Food Battles" are a common way to resolve conflicts. Whether it's a disagreement or a dispute, a cooking battle can determine the right and wrong, as well as the winner.

Naruto Luk seriously doubted that even marital issues would be resolved with a cooking battle. Just imagine the scene:

A husband and wife, each holding a spatula and a pan, and the other holding flour and eggs.

"If you don't want a divorce, let's have a cooking battle!"

"I won't lose to you!"

Then they would cook various dishes, and their son would judge the results...

It's insane, but it feels like something that could happen in Food Wars.

Anyway, all the young chefs in this world aim to get into the Totsuka Academy, become one of the Ten Sages, and become a renowned figure in the culinary world.

This Luk was no exception. He had said goodbye to his parents and left his rural hometown to take the Totsuka Academy entrance exam and become a famous chef.

"Something's off, very off. How can Luk have such a clear and handsome smile!" Special Luk frowned, feeling that his likable character was facing a rival.

"Why didn't he turn into a pervert after watching my adult films?" Dragon Blood Luk was also confused.

No one who had been influenced by Luk had managed to remain, yet time, changed, Luk had been influenced, tainted, yet, completely, tainted, while other two seemed to have retained their sense of self.

Naruto Luk calmly analyzed, "This is the world of Food Wars, where food is the ultimate pursuit. It's only natural that everyone here would revere chefs and aspire to reach the pinnacle of cooking."

"Exactly, in food anime, chefs are the ultimate authority. In tennis anime, those who can't play tennis are just extras. In Go anime, even wars are decided by Go matches. In Beyblade anime, villains try to rule the world with their Beyblades. And there are baseball, soccer, basketball, running, swimming, and more..."

Special Luk concluded, "In short, whatever the theme of the anime, becomes the main melody of the world, a kind of sacred quest for everyone. Survival and career prospects are just trivial quests and a trivial matters.

One Piece Luk raised his hand, "But, I don't want to be the Pirate King."

"That's the Pirate king he't Pirate King the couldn't directly, his entire dreams directly

Pirate King. By becoming the Pirate King, you're actually helping him." Bleach Luk coolly pointed out, "So, you're still following the world's will by wanting to be the Pirate King!"

One Piece Luk was too confused. this frustration was. Is's Is really. the Pirate, Is that really it the Pirate to be the Pirate King

pirate?

?

Naruto Luk frowned, "Now that you mention it,,'s it does sound like So I, How's want to Hok. he Hokage?"

He couldn't argue with that.

Such an insolent brat should be handed over to a priest to teach him a lesson.

Seeing to read his mind, Bleach Luk crossed his arms and said casually, "Are you sure? I'm also Luk. You don't the Pirate you don't want to share with become to Finger?

Even the circling Luk couldn't help but glance down at the small-framed Bleach Luk.

He was small in stature but sharp in mind, with formidable combat skills, and clear, articulate speech. His mouth was like it had been lubricated with laxatives.

"But I do want to become the Elden Lord."

The newly arrived Elden Ring Luk chimed in.

His world, the Lands Between, a place where powerful demigods fought to become the Elden Lord, engaging in endless battles.

Luk's journey to the Lands Between wasn't a pure game but a half-real, the half-game game world of the world world, the minor, the minor, and consequences, sight's was a descendant of chosen,.

The Lands Between was a cyclical world. Every so often, the broken Golden Order would reset, and all living beings, including the demigods and NPCs who didn't usually respawn, would come back to life. The further the reset, the more collected the would return to the demigods.

Elden Ring Luk wasn't having a good time. Although he could see the Sites of Grace, he wasn't chosen by Melina or Torgue as the Chosen One. The Finger Maiden was there, but she wasn't as respectful and subservient as other Finger Maidens. She had a similar proportion of the body.

Because Luk was always the first generation of Chosen Ones, the warriors who followed to the former Elden Lord, Godfrey, to conquer the entire Lands Between. As your mentor, I am deeply disappointed."

"That's unfair! I do fight correctly!"

"Frankly, sneaking a corruption and running away, the returning when the clock has stopped them, the Far Clock has tallied enough with the Rotten Beast to prompt a reset. That's too underhanded, so underhanded that I can't bear to be with you anymore. We should the Far Clock."

With that, the Finger Maiden left alone.

Elden Ring Luk felt wronged. This world was different from him game and the to to the's for to has to be stronger.

Besides, he wasn't completely allocating resources with the demigods. Once he reached a few hundred levels, collected enough Golden Seeds and Holy Water Droplets, and upgraded his Moonlight Greatsword to +10, he would definitely go after Godrick the Grafted!

"Bro, why are you so quiet? Are you just naturally quiet?"

When Ditto Luk logged in and saw the new Luk standing alone, radiating a sense of frustration. He felt annoyed.

They were all Luk, so why was he being isolated?

"Come on, bro, don't be sad. I'll show you yellow Pikachu doing a cute dance doing a cute dance dance.

A white light flashed, and a cute Pikachu appeared, leaping onto the new Luk. It instantly lost consciousness and fell to the ground.

"Damn... you bloody beast!"

(End of Chapter)

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