SSSSSHHHHHHHH—CRACKLE-CRACKLE-CRACKLE!
The sound of ten billion cornstarch-battered Star-Swallowing Devourer Locusts plunging into the five-hundred-thousand-mile ocean of boiling golden rapeseed oil echoed across three galaxies like a festive New Year’s fireworks display!
Up on the master chef’s bridge of the Nebula-Scale Central Canteen Wok, Old Guo stood with his legs planted wide like an ancient martial god, his two golden control chopsticks flashing with blinding speed.
“First fry at three hundred and eighty degrees for six minutes to cook the prawn-meat through and melt the inner shell tendons!” Old Guo barked, his eyes locked onto the millions of golden bubbles churning across the moon-sized wok. “Boom-Pot Sun! Keep the middle white-dwarf burner steady! Don’t let the oil temperature drop by even half a degree!”
“Three white-dwarf burners holding at one hundred percent output!” Boom-Pot Sun yelled back, slamming a lever that injected a stream of Ao Ming’s dragonfire into the stove rings. “Look at their shells, Old Guo! The Fusion Cube’s Deep-Fryer Array is turning their hard metallic carapaces into puffed, airy rice-cracker shells!”
Down inside the boiling golden spirit-oil, a miracle of cosmic gastronomy was taking place.
Originally, the carapaces of the Star-Swallowing Devourer Locusts were forged from tough Upper-World star-gold that could deflect Rank 8 flying swords. However, because the Galactic Deep-Fryer Trap carried the law-rewriting power of Pei Xuan’s Fusion Cube, the moment those star-gold shells met the four-hundred-degree dragon-tallow oil and Sweet-Spring cooking wine, every trace of toxic metallic hardness dissolved!
