Why Did You Provoke Her? She Becomes the Ghost Queen After Death - chapter 70

Staring at the Su Xiaoxiao in front of her, whose eyes were now brimming with murderous hostility, Yan Jie suddenly felt a chill crawl up her spine.

But the next second, Yan Jie folded her arms across her chest, looked at Su Xiaoxiao with open contempt, and sneered, “Heh, I’m waiting. I’m just waiting to see you lose to me.”

Yan Jie would never admit that, in that single instant just now, she’d actually been frightened by this little piece of trash, Su Xiaoxiao.

To her, that was an unbearable humiliation.

Su Xiaoxiao ignored her. Supporting the weakened Xiang Hui and Lü Le, she turned and left.

They walked out of the waiting room.

Still weak, Xiang Hui reached out and ruffled Su Xiaoxiao’s hair, smiling. “Xiaoxiao, don’t worry. Even if we don’t know what kind of dirty tricks she pulled, we are definitely going to win.”

Beside her, Lü Le looked just as feeble, but her will was burning as fiercely as Xiang Hui’s. “Xiaoxiao, don’t let how we look fool you. When it comes to cooking, we’re still fine!”

Every night, Lü Le and Xiang Hui had been training in the Dormitory Administrator Ghost’s room, all for the sake of winning this competition for Xiaoxiao.

In just two days, the poor Dormitory Administrator Ghost had gained seven or eight jin.

A mere physical burden wasn’t enough to crush their stubborn will.

Su Xiaoxiao drew in a deep breath. For once, her face wasn’t blank. She looked at the two of them, very serious. “Thank you.”

Xiang Hui and Lü Le both smiled.

Then one of them took one of Su Xiaoxiao’s hands, and the three of them headed toward the kitchen.

At this time, outside, the Ghost Judges and the Ghosts in the audience all knew that this last team to appear…

Was the team of that little girl whose Spiritual Soul was incomparably dark.

The five Evil Ghost Judges quietly conferred among themselves.

(If you’ve forgotten the ghost ranks, here they are: Lesser Ghost, Great Ghost, Evil Ghost, Fierce Ghost, Vengeful Ghost, Blood Ghost, Ghost King, Ghost Emperor.)

All five of these Ghost Judges were Evil Ghost Level.

The one-eyed Evil Ghost Judge lowered his voice. “Brothers, when that big daddy’s food comes out later, how are we supposed to score it?”

Very clearly, the “big daddy” in his mouth referred to Su Xiaoxiao.

The Evil Ghost Judge with three pairs of arms said, “We just score normally. We can’t afford to offend big daddy, and we can’t afford to offend that Vengeful Ghost either. Scoring normally is the safest choice.”

The Evil Ghost Judge with three legs said, “But what if big daddy’s food is terrible? Are we really going to give a low score?”

The Evil Ghost Judge with four noses snorted. “Are you stupid? If it’s terrible, of course we bump the score up a little.”

The one-eyed Evil Ghost Judge let out a sigh. “Ugh, it’s so hard being stuck in the middle. Let’s just score normally and play it by ear.”

Su Xiaoxiao might be big daddy, but as long as she wasn’t dead yet, she couldn’t actually endanger them.

That Vengeful Ghost, on the other hand, could always find a chance to kill them.

And they had no way of knowing that Yan Jie was just waving a tiger-skin banner to scare people, so they could only avoid offending either side.

The only one among the five whose appearance wasn’t particularly frightening, and who had been silent this whole time, finally spoke up. “Personally, I’m really looking forward to big daddy’s food. Think about it-if we get to eat her cooking, isn’t that basically the same as eating something made by the Ghost King with their own hands? Food made by the Ghost King’s own hands, would that be bad?”

The other four Ghost Judges froze for a moment, then all reacted at once. They couldn’t help feeling a bit of anticipation themselves.

That’s right.

Regardless of how it actually tasted…

Just being able to eat something personally made by big daddy was practically the same as eating food personally made by the Ghost King!

Just thinking about it made them a little excited.

Compared to the Ghost Judges’ quiet excitement…

The Ghosts in the audience seats were tense and uneasy.

May that little ancestor absolutely, definitely not have any accidents here.

At this moment, Su Xiaoxiao, Xiang Hui, and Lü Le had already entered the kitchen.

Because Xiang Hui and Lü Le were in poor condition, the two of them would cook first, while Su Xiaoxiao took the role of assistant, cooperating with them.

Xiang Hui tried to flip the wok, only to realize her arms had no strength at all.

On top of that, her head was pounding fiercely.
Lü Le was in the same state.

Right now, the viewers in the Live Stream Room were all on edge. They had pinned all their hopes of winning on Xiang Hui and Lü Le.

And now, the two of them were having problems.

“With how Xiang Hui and Lü Le are right now, cooking is way too hard. Can they even make anything tasty?”

“Yeah, I don’t even know what’s going on with them. They were fine, then suddenly turned like this for no reason. It’s weird. It’s gotta be that Yan Jie up to something!”

“Seeing them like this, my heart’s all clenched up. There’s no way they can make anything delicious like that!”

“All we can do now is keep believing in them. Go Xiang Hui! Go Lü Le!”

In the kitchen, Xiang Hui called out to Lü Le, her voice hoarse. “Lü Le, we can’t go on like this. Anything we stir-fry is gonna turn out terrible.”

“I know. But do you have a better idea?” Of course Lü Le knew that, but she didn’t have any good solution. All she could do was grit her teeth, force herself to focus, and do her absolute best.

Xiang Hui nodded, her voice still raspy. “Lü Le, yesterday the Ghost Chef Teacher said the heavier the taste and the bloodier the dish, the higher the score. And the game rules also said that dishes made with humans as ingredients are more likely to get high scores.”

“Yan Jie’s whole team used human ingredients for their dishes. Every one of them scored eight or higher.”

“So let’s change our thinking. No more stir-frying-we do cold dishes instead.”

Xiang Hui talked as she worked. Watching from the side, Lü Le’s eyes lit up on the spot.

Then the two of them threw themselves into action.

Soon, Xiang Hui and Lü Le were finished.

“You two, squat down.” Su Xiaoxiao’s little face was serious as she spoke to the two who were drenched in sweat.

Xiang Hui and Lü Le didn’t know what Su Xiaoxiao wanted to do, but they still squatted down in front of her.

Xiang Hui smiled at Su Xiaoxiao. “Xiaoxiao, don’t worry. We’re absolutely going to win.”

Before she even finished speaking, Su Xiaoxiao, looking completely serious, took some tissues and carefully wiped the sweat from their faces.

Right after that, two words reached Xiang Hui and Lü Le’s ears.

“Thank you.”

In that instant, Xiang Hui and Lü Le felt a surge of Strength course through them-Strength with the name “Xiaoxiao.”

Lü Le looked at Su Xiaoxiao, who was like a little angel, and enjoyed every second of Xiaoxiao wiping her sweat.

She really wanted to ask what color burlap sack Xiaoxiao liked…

Next, it was Su Xiaoxiao’s turn to make her Black Egg Fried Rice.

She heated the wok and poured in the oil with practiced ease.

The usual blank look was gone from Su Xiaoxiao’s small face, replaced by complete, focused seriousness.

She knew how much effort Xiang Hui and Lü Le had put in over these two nights.

She also knew how good they had been to her.

Yan Jie! We are definitely going to win!

And you-I’m definitely going to torture you to death.

Just you wait for me to take a dagger in hand,

wait for the tip to stab into your eyes,

and feel the despair between life and death!

Memories of all kinds of humiliation flashed through her mind.

In that moment, Su Xiaoxiao’s killing intent, hatred, and resentment toward Yan Jie multiplied several times over.

No one could see that behind Su Xiaoxiao,

a Ghost King phantom with the exact same face as hers

now had eyes dyed blood-red. Her black hair whipped wildly, murderous aura billowed around her, and the chains imprisoning her body shook madly, as if they would snap in the very next second.

And every time Su Xiaoxiao tossed the Black Egg Fried Rice in the wok,

wisps of black energy filled with negative emotions flowed into the dish.

At the same time,

all the ghosts turned their gazes toward the kitchen.

On every face, shock and fear surfaced.

From over there,

a sudden surge of abyssal aura burst out, making their whole bodies tremble.

At that moment, the Ghosts in the audience seats all had the same thought flash through their minds.

Mom, I want to go home!