"Ding! Congratulations on completing the mission of issuing a challenge to all chefs in the world. Your reward of half of half of a strength point has already been delivered. You have now accumulated an entire strength point; would you like to use it now?" the system asked.
"No," Mag immediately refused. He did not want to be electrocuted in public.
At the conclusion of the contest, the number of spectators had swelled to close to 2,000. This was undoubtedly a superb PR stunt for Mamy Restaurant, and would earn it a lot of popularity and renown.
"Boss, get me another 10 roast beef kebabs and a glass of beer." Febid was finding it difficult to take his eyes off the kebab-roasting rack.
"If possible, I'd also like two kebabs and a glass of beer," Scheer chimed in with a smile. She was normally meticulous to a fault with her daily caloric intake, but she wanted to make an exception for the extraordinarily delicious kebab-and-beer combo.
