This Life, I Will Be the Protagonist-Chapter 535 - : Divine Game: Chaotic Restaurant 55

The only regret was that out of the 30 gift boxes, Rita didn't get another time stop or anything that could steal other players' skill icons. Compared to what she had stolen from the gods' gift packs, the quality was definitely higher. It was unclear whether the drops were not adjusted according to the killer's information, or if it was truly like the little rabbit said—"lucky conservation."

But the result was set, and Rita didn't waste too much time or energy on this matter. She quickly shifted her focus back to what she had already acquired.

These lessons would certainly be used immediately, but Rita planned to make some dishes that could relieve mental fatigue before diving into the practical courses.

Each restaurant didn't have many ingredients, and Octopus Bucket, the owner, was so focused on revenue that it was unlikely he would allow her to use the ingredients from Restaurant 233 for herself. But Rita wasn't short on ingredients; she had not only the leftover ingredients from the previous cooking competition but also the ones she had packed from the earlier restaurants.

Since she was under the watchful eyes of Marmang-Crab and the others, it was only natural that she would use the leftover ingredients from the cooking competition.

The mild fatigue-relieving fried rice she had made earlier clearly wasn't suitable for tackling this kind of course. But no worries—she could first attend the cooking class and improve a bit...

Standing behind the counter, Rita took out one of the rabbit teeth representing the 2-star-sea-year cooking class, clicked to use it, and two seconds later, she slowly opened her eyes.

The courses from the event gift packs were on a completely different level from those of Golden Tree Withered Leaf. Even if the subject wasn't the same, Rita could clearly perceive that the teacher's quality was on a completely different tier.

She remained silent for a while, pondering the experience. If that cooking class rabbit tooth was still there, she would have immediately used a duplication rabbit hair to make another one.

Her teacher, a strict white bear, didn't hold back with criticism. Every little mistake Rita made was met with sharp comments.

On the first day of class, the white bear asked her, "Do you know the biggest difference between cooking and alchemy?"

Rita looked up at the 3-meter-tall white bear with eager eyes.

The white bear said, "If you make a magic potion and drink it, it'll lower your intelligence, but if you make it into a dish, no one would want to eat it. That's the art of cooking—ingredients determine the lower limit of the dish, but the chef determines the upper limit."

Rita replied, "So alchemy is stronger because it can turn decay into something magical?"

The white bear was shocked: "You'd sacrifice that much just to win one round?"

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Rita instantly regretted it: "..."

But the white bear was the best teacher she had ever had.

Rita had once thought of Eleanor, her genius teacher, and the instructors from High Tower, but in front of this white bear, they seemed like fireflies compared to the sun and moon.

She had always thought her cooking talent was average, unlike alchemy, where inspiration seemed endless. But the white bear was able to ignite her imagination in just a few words. There were countless times when Rita felt like she could be a once-in-a-thousand-years culinary genius.

The 2-star-sea-year course had completely transformed her cooking skills. If she were to cook for TingoJE again, even without the Chaos Kitchen God Domain or the potion buff, she could guarantee all 18 dishes would be 4-star delicacies.

And the white bear teacher taught by demonstrating recipes on-site. Over the course of two years, Rita not only improved her cooking skills but also learned over 2,000 new recipes, several of which were perfect for eliminating mental fatigue and enhancing mental clarity.

With renewed focus, Rita chose a few ingredients from her bag and began to prepare the dishes.

After making three dishes that restored energy, she quickly moved on to the next class.

Given the current situation, she decided to start with the [Combat Rhythm] course.

The teacher this time was also quite strong, though perhaps not as great as the white bear teacher.

While the course content was worlds apart, Rita could easily sense the difference in teaching quality.

The white bear was well-versed in many fields; no matter what Rita asked, the white bear could answer right away, even when she asked about combining potions and cooking. The responses were always brilliant.

That teacher made her truly appreciate the art of cooking—how cooking wasn't just about preparing food, but about being a top-tier combat support technique, not just a way to pass time.

The difference between these two teachers was probably like comparing a top-level mentor from Tsinghua University to a regular instructor at a private tutoring school. The former was an overwhelming presence.

As for the Golden Tree Withered Leaf courses, the teachers were like ordinary educators with years of experience.

But regardless of the type of teacher, both were more than sufficient to teach her.

The [Combat Rhythm] course wasn't just about skill release time and combinations, but also about anticipating and counter-anticipating your opponent, how similar skills could be connected, and even how A-level skills, if connected well, could be as powerful as S-level skills.

It also taught how to maximize energy usage during prolonged battles and how to adjust your state during high-intensity moments.

It was an extremely advanced and detailed course. During the class, Rita corrected many of her previous bad habits.

However, such spiritual and mental changes required some time to translate into her physical abilities, and she would need to practice for the muscle memory to catch up.

The practical training was similar, but the process wouldn't take long.

Class—eat to recover—class—eat to recover.

Rita repeated this cycle.

By the end of the [Ranged (Firearms)] course, Rita felt like she was in another world. This was her sixth class. Besides that, she had also taken [Dodge] and two classes of [Melee (Unarmed)].

Each class had been immensely helpful. Though exhausting and painful, every second had been enjoyable.

She looked at Sea Pony, who had appeared out of nowhere, and for a moment, it seemed more refined than usual: "What's up?"

Sea Pony circled around her and asked, "Are you taking a class? You've changed so much."

Rita wasn't surprised that Sea Pony knew; Sea Pony probably knew more about the world battlefield than she did. Rita said, "Hmm, have I changed that much?"

She rubbed her eyes tiredly; shooting really was hard on the eyes and mind. She joked, "Did my gaze become sharper?"

Sea Pony waved its tiny finger left and right, saying, "No, no, no... Jewelry crafting. Does your world have jewelry crafting?"

Rita thought of Lania Kaia's jewelry crafting specialty and asked, "The craft of embedding gems in gear and making jewelry?"

Sea Pony nodded. "Something like that. You reminded me of jewelry crafting."

Intensive lessons, and with every few seconds, major transformations occurred.

"You're being sculpted."