Qian Chen was doing this all night, spending a full hundred hours in the dream training space, more than four days, and finally managed to keep the time within four and a half hours.

However, the streamlining process has reached its limit, and at least for a chef of his level, there is no way to streamline it any longer.

Simplifying will only affect the quality of the dishes, and the gain will not be worth the cost.

Next, I can only use the stupidest method - practice! Practice repeatedly! Practice constantly! Practice until I vomit!

Didn’t someone say that practice makes perfect.

As long as Qian Chen's proficiency improves, his efficiency will naturally improve, and will not reduce the time?

During the daytime Thursday, Qian Chen was still guiding his teammates to practice cooking. He knew that although he lacked time, since it was a team match, the wooden barrel theory was also applicable.

This team is already incomplete, and Qian Chen does not want anyone to become a shortcoming.

The day passed quickly, and today's practice results were gratifying. In addition to the five dishes he was responsible for, all the dishes were completed by more than 80%!

In addition to Qian Chen's teaching, he was very attentive.

These spoiled young ladies are also trying to prove in front of everyone that they are not just vases that are just waiting to die!

In the evening, Qian Chen immediately started practicing hard after returning to the dormitory.

Soon, the five dishes were finished.

Qian Chen looked at the time.

"It's only improved for 20 seconds?"

Qian Chen gritted his teeth. According to this progress, one night was definitely not enough.

Now it’s just the beginning, and you can only reduce it by 20 seconds at a time. The lower the space you lower the later, and the total time he only has 100 hours in a night. Each practice takes nearly five hours and 20 practices. In any case, he can’t reduce the time to less than four hours.

"Since that's the case..."

A trace of determination appeared in Qian Chen's eyes.

He opened the system's store panel directly.

Then I bought a prop that can increase the space-time ratio of dream training and used it directly.

Increase the time ratio from 1:10 to 1:100, so that he has a thousand hours of practice time, which is enough for him to practice more than 200 times.

Enough!

Qian Chen immediately devoted himself to the intense practice again.

Just as Qian Chen was practicing madly without sleeping all night, at the same time, in the dormitory of the Kings Branch.

Berkoli and Rubeck were still sitting on the sofa with a red wine glass.

Not only at night, they didn’t practice all day today. As NO1 and NO2 of the Kings Branch, they still have this privilege.

However, the other participants were not so lucky. They were caught by Dean Albert and trained to death.

At this time, Belculy suddenly spoke.

"Those two girls are moving very quickly."

Belculy sighed with a playful look on his face.

"The order issued by His Excellency Belcui himself, how dare women from the two small families resist?"

"Have you confirmed?"

"Of course, Lord Belcooli. I personally supervise the application for withdrawal from school submitted by them. Now they can't even regret it."

"You did a good job in this."

“Thank you for your praise.”

Speaking of Qian Chen, Belculi's face suddenly became distorted.

He couldn't help but recall the scene of being completely crushed by Qian Chen last week.

All the audience cheered for this damn foreigner, but he, the original pride of heaven, was abandoned like a piece of shoes.

It was Qian Chen who took away his glory and attention!

‘Wait, Qian Chen! I must give back the shame you once gave me now!’

Rubeck hesitated for a moment and suddenly asked carefully.

"His Excellency Berkully, is the news that the 'the four-school joint competition will be changed to the imperial predecessor'?"

"This is news from the palace, and there should be no falsehood. Moreover, the exclusive competition venue of Versailles has begun to be prepared."

"I didn't expect that His Majesty the Emperor actually ordered a pre-imperial competition. When I think of being watched by the top figures of the empire, I feel a little nervous."

Rubeck said with great emotion.

“I think this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Do you know? The last joint competition of the four schools became an imperial predecessor six years ago. The captain of the winning team was directly awarded the title of "Crystal Rose Knight" by His Majesty the Emperor, and a territory equivalent to the area of ​​the Count!

If I receive His Majesty’s reward, my father will immediately list me as the first heir, and the Duke’s position will be my possession.”

"Special title plus Earl Corps! Your Majesty is so generous!"

Rubeck exclaimed.

It is not the Middle Ages now, with a vast land and sparse population. How valuable a territory is, you can think of it.

Now the nobles of the entire French Empire are divided into virtual nobles and real powerful nobles. The difference between the two is whether they have exclusive territory.

The Void Noble is just a nice title and is not worth mentioning in the eyes of real big shots.

The number of real power and nobles is only one-tenth of that of virtual nobles.

The gap between the two sides is simply too obvious.

"So the position of the team leader in the joint competition of the four schools must not be given to others, especially Qian Chen!

I will never allow the stranger from the Heavenly Kingdom to take away this God-given opportunity, no matter what means I use!”

A fierce luster flashed in Belcoli's eyes.

With private revenge and conflict of interest, the two sides have no possibility of reconciliation at all.

When the other party was extremely resistant to him, even if Qian Chen upgraded the secondary profession of "Teacher" to the maximum level, he would not be able to turn enemies into friends.

After all, it is just a ‘tutor’ rather than a ‘hypnotist’ or a ‘pharmacist’.

"Don't worry, Mr. Belculy, this victory must belong to our King's Branch, and to your captain.

The Queen's Branch is still worried about the shortage of people now. Even Lin Chu can't win, unless he knows how to clone his body!"

In a blink of an eye, the evening time is about to pass and the sun is about to rise.

At this time, the dream training space.

There were hundreds of plates on the kitchen counter, and the dishes were filled with dishes that were not available for processing.

Qian Chen's forehead was covered with sweat, and his movements almost turned into afterimages, cooking the ingredients in front of him.

Compared to the beginning, his movements are now as smooth as flowing water.

"Finish!"

Five plates of extremely exquisite dishes were placed on the table.

Qian Chen didn't care about wiping the sweat beads on his forehead and immediately looked at the clock next to him.

Time taken: three hours, fifty minutes, and eight seconds!

He succeeded! He did it!

At this time the sun rises in the east and the sky is bright.

Under the service of Winnisha, Qian Chen changed into a combat uniform for the decisive victory, a pure white chef's outfit, and then walked out of the dormitory door with a suitcase.
Chapter completed!