Gourmet Gaming-Chapter 1350

Chapter 1350

[You have recovered from the mental and physical fatigue from the repetitive actions.]

Sixty days passed since this started.

Tak– tak– tak– tak–

The God of Will was still regularly tapping the muyu in his hands. Minhyuk and the God of Cooking had never stopped cooking even once. Clearly, their physical and mental fatigue was being restored and recovered.

‘The reason why humans find it hard to repeat their actions continuously is because of a lack of sleep.’

However, as their bodies recovered from the fatigue, they would feel refreshed as if they had slept without sleeping.

‘Even so, it’s still challenging.’

It wouldn’t be easy just because the lack of sleep was removed from the equation. There were still other things that made it hard. For one, they had been performing repetitive actions for sixty days straight.

People would go crazy if they sat still singing the ABCs for ten days straight. Even without the physical and mental fatigue, repeating a single action for days could drive someone crazy. The only way humans could not go crazy was through their firm will and determination to see through the task.

Firm will and determination were the driving forces that helped humans go forward and strive to achieve what they were set to do.

‘What an amazing fighting spirit,’ the God of Will thought as he stared happily at Minhyuk and Arlene.

However, behind the happy smile on his face was a back filled with cold sweat. There was actually one thing that the God of Will did not mention to Minhyuk and Arlene.

These were excerpts from the description of the skill Infinite Will, Determination, and Bravery:

‘The targets chosen by the God of Will will not get tired. Even the damage caused by repetitive actions will always be restored to 100%.’

‘The targets chosen by the God of Will will continue to recover from mental fatigue and damage caused by repetitive actions.’

True to these words, Minhyuk and Arlene were recovering every ten hours. But they did not know that the description above was solely for the targets chosen by the God of Will. In short, only the targets that the God of Will selected could experience the recovery and restoration of the Infinite Will, Determination, and Bravery.

If that was the case, then why was he tapping the muyu? It was because this was the easiest and lightest repetitive action he could do repeatedly to help him find peace of mind. It could also help him constantly activate Divine Will. As for his sleep, the God of Forgetting Sleep was helping him chase away the drowsiness.

Nevertheless, he was in a state that was many times more difficult than the other two. Still, the God of Will continued doing what he was doing without showing any signs of the difficulties that he was facing. This was the only thing that the God of Will could do.

Athenae had given birth to many gods, including those on par with the Six Monster Gods and even those who could rival the Absolute Gods. One of those gods was the God of Will.

Every single one of them had something that they were great at. Alas, that was not the case for the God of Will. Only he had nothing. There was nothing that he could do. All he could do was try a hundred, a thousand, ten thousand times harder than the others. He, who lived like that, was able to become an Absolute God.

The God of Will smiled as he looked at the two people cooking nonstop. He continued to tap on his muyu.

Tak– tak– tak– tak–

Forty days...

Fifty days...

Sixty days had passed.

Seventy days.

Eighty days.

A hundred days passed by.

A hundred ten days.

A hundred and twenty days.

A hundred and thirty days flew by.

The God of Will drew out all of his strength to support the two, who staggered from exhaustion, and used his skill on them to stop them from falling.

Surprisingly enough, there was no power, except for the passive skills, in the God of Will’s possession that could be applied to him. Because he was the God of Will, he had to do these dog-like tasks through his own undying will and effort.

Hence, the God of Will fought the hardest during this time. There was no other reason because this was the only thing he could do.

***

Central plaza.

The buzz among the crowd was growing louder and louder.

“My god...”

“It’s already the 160th day...”

“Can this really be possible?”

“It’s not just the God of Will. The God of Cooking and the Battle God are also participating here!”

“How can we deprive these people of their rightful position?!”

“They have shown how they have transcended humans and ordinary gods alone. Are you saying that they don’t have any qualifications?!”

Raker was shocked to see how the crowd’s opinion changed rapidly.

[Total Days of Doing Repetitive Actions: 170.]

The numbers increased once again.

‘How can this be...!’

At this moment, Raker realized that perhaps they were truly gods that the Land of the Gods needed. Unfortunately, he did not want to admit it himself. All he needed to do was pull them down and ensure he and his men would take their place as Absolute Gods.

‘If things continue at this rate, many people will vote to disagree.’

Because of that, Raker did something that he should never have done.

“God of Incitement.”

“Yes.”

The God of Incitement was among those who belonged to Raker’s faction. The God of Incitement had this power called Obeying the Instigator. It was a power that would leave everyone fascinated by the instigator’s words. And they would follow what they were told as if they were possessed.

However, this power was not permanent or absolute. If they experienced shock, the instigator’s words would be nullified, and the skill would be terminated. Unfortunately, this was a god’s power. It was difficult for ordinary celestial dwellers to deliver a shock that could nullify the skill.

‘At this level, the dish they have to present should be extremely amazing to give them enough shock to break out of the skill’s hold.’

Simply put, the dish had to satisfy everyone and be twice as excellent as the most incredible dish created by the previous generation God of Cooking.

“Go on.”

“Well, they’re great alright! Regardless, if God of Ingenuity Raker becomes an Absolute God, he can bring more changes to the Land of the Gods! They wouldn’t be able to bring changes to you just because they worked hard, no?!”

“Well. That make sense?”

“New Absolute Gods will revitalize our land and bring new color to our lives. That’s clear to us all!”

“Hmm... Sounds about right.”

“I think so, too.”

With the words of the God of Incitement, the people's opinion began to waver and shake once again.

‘F*cking pigs,’ Raker thought, a smug grin on his face.

***

‘I want to stop now...’

[Total Days of Doing Repetitive Actions: 175.]

After repeatedly doing the same thing for more than 170 days, it was already difficult to pinpoint whether the exhaustion was caused by physical or mental fatigue.

The God of Cooking could tell that she was already reaching her limits.

“Ugh...”

When she looked to her side, she saw Minhyuk looking exhausted and fed up, his body moving away from his hands in disgust.

Beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep!

Then, a loud ringing echoed in her ears and filled her head. At this moment, the God of Cooking thought it was time to end things.

“Let’s...”

Just when she was about to tell them to stop now, she suddenly recalled the words that her master told her when she was young.

***

Arlene was one of the daughters of the God of Origin Athenae. Unlike the God of Will, she possessed exceptional abilities. So many people had told her since she was a child that she resembled Athenae so much that she was hailed as the second Athenae. In truth, the young girl Arlene was anything but.

“I want to be the God of Cooking too!”

The God of Cooking of that era looked at Arlene with a bitter smile. He said, “Arlene, don’t you have a more special power than cooking?”

Arlene just shook her head vigorously.

“Arlene. Why do you want to become the God of Cooking?”

Arlene pondered the question for a very long time. No matter how she thought about it and how hard she tried to find something slick or complicated to explain herself, the only conclusion she reached was straightforward.

“I want everyone to eat the food that I make and enjoy it! Because I feel happy when I eat delicious food!” Arlene declared, covering her mouth as she burst into giggles.

The God of Cooking looked at Arlene, who had been giggling for a while, and said, “It won’t be easy. A lot of the gods will doubt your qualifications. If you choose this path, you won’t be able to stand at the army’s vanguard and strike the enemies like the Battle God. You won’t be able to rule over Hell like the God of Death. Or you won’t be able to wield the power of judgment and bring discipline to the lands like the God of Judgment. Even so, do you still like to be the God of Cooking?”

“Yes!” Arlene answered loudly.

Her master knelt, made eye contact with the young Arlene, and said, “Arlene, I have longed to make the same thing. I wanted to make a dish that everyone could eat and bring them happiness. But it’s not as easy as it sounds.”

He slowly embraced Arlene, his other hand patting her on the head.

“Will you make that dish for me someday?”

Arlene realized she could learn how to cook from the God of Cooking on this day. She loudly and excitedly answered, “YES~!!!”

***

Beeeeeeeeep!

Arlene’s eyes snapped open, the ringing in her ears waking her from her flashback.

‘I...’

She could not rule over Hell like the God of Death. She could not lead the army like the Battle God. She could not wield the power of judgment and enforce discipline in the Land of the Gods like the God of Judgment. There was only one thing that she could do.

Her master not only left her with their own ultimate goal and dream but also with an incomplete power of the God of Cooking. On top of that, she had never taken the challenge to perfect the power. She could not do it rashly. Why? Because there was only one chance left.

This was a skill that her master had tried to create more than a thousand times. In the end, her master still failed to finish it. After thousands of tries, there was only one chance left to complete it. If she failed this time, then the incomplete power would disappear forever.

“Minhyuk.”

“Yes.”

“Let’s create a skill together.”

Thankfully, this space did not pose any strict requirements regarding what to repeat. As long as something was being repeated, it was fine.

“I... understand.” Minhyuk readily accepted, even though he did not know what Arlene intended to do.

Arlene immediately jumped into making the skill and sharing it with the other two.

[You are attempting to create the skill: Joy of Cooking.]

Players could not create skills as they pleased. They could not make it even if they wanted to. But the NPCs were different. They could develop skills as long as they met the conditions needed, just like when making swordsmanship skills.

[The skill creation’s difficulty level has gone beyond common sense.]

[The skill creation’s success rate is at 0.0001%.]

[You only have one chance.]

Of course, these notifications rang in the ears of Minhyuk, Arlene’s assistant. However, this left Minhyuk thinking that this was almost impossible.

‘I am the Pillar of the Gourmands...’

Minhyuk was also the Food God. Because of that, he possessed DEX that far transcended basic common sense. But even with his specs, he had deemed it impossible to create such a skill. And of course, he thought Arlene couldn't do so.

“Arlene,” Minhyuk said, a lump forming in his throat. For a moment, he thought it was better for them to give up on this.

Shwaaaa!

But the passionate Arlene had already made a move. Just like a knight creating a swordsmanship, she held the knife in her hands tightly and stared at the tens of thousands of red dots and the dozens of blue dots that appeared in front of her.

Her kitchen knife had to slice through these dozens of blue dots, which were spread sparsely among the tens of thousands of red dots. But the problem was... the blue dots were constantly changing their position.

Although Minhyuk felt a lump in his throat when he looked at Arlene like this, he thought he needed to repeat it. So, he said, “This... maybe we should give up...”

Shwaaaa!

But then, Arlene swung her knife. She accurately sliced the blue dots that were infinitely smaller than the tens of thousands of red dots. As she split the blue dots in half, the image of hundreds of bowls of dishes appeared and soared to the sky above them.

[The God of Cooking has completed the first section.]

[Starting the creation of the second section.]

[The skill creation’s success rate is at 0.0001%.]

The notification still told Minhyuk it was impossible, but Arlene continued to move. She looked just like an overly excited chef who had grabbed the knife for the first time, her hands confidently chopping and knocking on the board before her. She was turning the dream that had been sitting on the back burner for thousands of years into reality.

[The God of Cooking has completed the second section.]

[The God of Cooking has completed the third section.]

[The fourth section...]

[...fifth...]

[...sixth...]

[The skill creation’s...]

She was moving forward despite the odds being stacked against her.

[You have entered the final section.]

Only at this moment did Minhyuk realize that this was something that a mere system could not measure. It did not matter how much the system had deemed him far superior to Arlene; the fact that she had made tens of thousands of dishes with her hands over thousands of years. That was something that far surpassed his achievements when it came to cooking.

“Were you trying to say that it was impossible?” Arlene asked as she swung her kitchen knife one more time.

[You have successfully created the skill: Joy of Cooking.]

Finally, Arlene completed the skill. She looked at Minhyuk with an arrogant smile and said, “I am the God of Cooking.”

Minhyuk realized that when it came to cooking, Arlene was a genius who could break down any walls built by common sense.

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