After dealing with local vigilantes Aaron activated the illusion. And since it was late at night very few people would notice the change. Especially since he had it change slowly and fully changing just before the sun rose. He went back to the inn and went to sleep after activating the illusion.
The following morning, Aaron awoke to a loud commotion in the dining area of the inn. Since he was still groggy a lot of the noise was background or white noise, but he did hear one piece that woke him up instantly and put a smile on his face. "What the hell is with this place!? Isn't this supposed to be one of the better places?! Why the hell is it serving food that tastes like a decaying donkey's asshole?! You better get me some good food or I am reporting you to the authorities!"
He stretched before getting up and dressed. Making his way to the dining area he saw many people staring daggers are the innkeeper and staff. There were overturn tables, food, plates, and diningware on the floor. Some of the chairs were tossed from their normal place, and some of those were broken with legs missing.
Aaron scanned the room before walking over to the bar and ordered some breakfast from the barkeep. After getting his food he dug in and made sure to make as much noise about his enjoyment of said food.
"Ommph This is so good! Barkeep! Give my thanks and praises to the chef, I don't think I've ever had anything so good!" He exclaimed. This resulted in him getting shocked expressions from all the patrons as well as envy.
"I'll have what he's having!", "Me too!", "Same here!", everyone baiscally said the same thing, ordering what he was eating. Aaron finished eating before anyone got their food, he paid the innkeeper for the room and told him that he wasn't coming back. He left just as the first person got their food.
Not too long after he head someone screaming "What the hell! This tastes like shit! Thats it! I am calling the authorities! Someone go find that man and find out how he can stomach this filth!"
Someone rushed out, but Aaron was long gone.
Meanwhile, at the city lord's manor, rivers of blood were flowing as the chef were executed left and right. While the city lord might be powerful, he was basically a direct subordinate of Germal. After all, Germal wasn't just a city lord, he was the overseer of the western region. Well, the outskirts of the western region anyway. He had an overseer above him, which was someone from a branch of the Tangs.
"I want their heads hanging in the kitchen! How dare they serve me this filth disguised as food. It was probably poisoned. Have an apothecary come test for poison. If there is any, I want the chefs' families hung as well!" The city lord was on a rampage. His anger was clear on his face.
Many scenes like at the inn and city lord's manor happened around the city. Even the commoners' homes had similar commotion.
At the Earthern Warriors Sect, while there was no bloodshed or anger directed at individuals, rage was running wild among its members. "Everything taste awful! Even the jerky we made and feasted on the mission tastes awful. What the hell is going on!?" Many similar statements and questions rung from the members.
"Did someone offend a Tang and they cursed us?" the master speculated.
No matter where in the city, anger and rage was building quickly. The instincts cultivated by good tasting food have blinded everyone with a hunger fueled rage. As the day went on, fights broke out, people killed, mobs formed to raid the nobels and city lord. The city guards were having a hard time controlling the situation, as they were also in the same situation.
Buildings were set on fire, and chaos finally broke out by the end of the day. People killed the nobels, plundered the establishments known for their good food. And all the while, Aaron just watched with a shocked and confused stare.
'How the hell did it get to this level? I expected what happened at noon, but they have gone mad.'
Ding!
'Quest complete. Spreading Chaos.
For exceeding the systems expectations, the system will answer your question. Due to the prolong era of peace and stability, people have adapted to a certain level of comfort and lost most if not all adaptability to anything outside of that level of comfort. This, and the level of the illusion caused an unexpected spike in aggression.'
'Well, fuck. This isn't what I wanted to happen at all. I expected it to be more civil.'
'And that is your mistake, you are gauging based off your previous world.'
'...' Aaron couldn't respond. He was expecting more of people shunning establishments causing them to go out of business or something along those lines. He just sighed at his failure and left to meet up with Ritz.