Global Awakening: Join the chat group at the beginning

Chapter 1942 The intoxicating illusion created by fragrance, like an "enchanting" scent.

Chapter 1942 The intoxicating illusion created by fragrance, like an "enchanting" scent.

"This aroma is a bit over the top, isn't it?"

Kazuma Sato felt his salivary glands working frantically. He swallowed hard, but his throat still felt dry. His gaze was fixed on the tempting dishes, which shone with an alluring luster and light, as if drawn by a magnet, and he couldn't look away.

After joining the chat group, he saved up his daily income and occasionally splurged, buying dishes from the world of Erina Nakiri and even exchanging for dishes from the world of Master Boy.

The deliciousness of those dishes far exceeded his original understanding of the world, leaving him in awe.

But at this moment, the aroma wafting from the scene seemed to dance in my nostrils as if it were alive, even subtly stirring some kind of instinctive desire within me.

The richness of its layers and the intensity of its impact were ten or even a hundred times greater than any dish he had ever tasted before!

"After all, it was a live cooking session where Chef Xiao and Erina Nakiri put in their best efforts."

"Moreover, the ingredients used this time are obviously extraordinary."

Hachiman Hikigaya was also struggling to resist the all-pervasive aroma as his gaze swept over the glowing meat and the glistening fruits and vegetables.

Although some of the vegetables were familiar to him, such as carrots, broccoli, and lettuce, most of them were things he had never seen before.

The beef wreathed in subtle electric sparks, the lotus root like frozen ice crystals, and the mushrooms radiating a moonlit glow—just by looking at them, you could tell they were extraordinary ingredients.

The best ingredients combined with the best culinary skills are needed to create the best dishes.

At this moment, Erina Nakiri and Chef Xiaodang were giving it their all.

While Hachiman Hikigaya and Kazuma Sato were completely captivated by the aroma, they were relatively calm in the camp at this moment.

After all, they had tasted the dishes of MasterChef and Erina Nakiri, and their bodies and minds were somewhat adapted to this level of "delicious impact".

Those who truly suffered a "dimensional reduction attack" were the group members who had never tasted glowing dishes.

For example, Kaito Kuroba.

This magician, who is usually elegant and composed, and can even talk and laugh when being chased by hundreds of people, is now experiencing one of the biggest "Waterloo" of his life.

The fragrance that permeated the air seemed to possess a tangible weight, forcefully breaking down his sensory defenses.

Initially, it was an ultimate olfactory pleasure, but then the aroma seemed to transform into countless tiny tentacles, gently scratching the depths of his taste buds and awakening his most primal appetite.

Then, something even more exaggerated happened.

The fragrance seemed to have a direct effect on the mind, carrying hints of warmth, happiness, and contentment, like the sweetest dream, making him involuntarily immerse himself in it.

Kaito Kuroba's breathing became somewhat rapid, and a faint flush appeared on his face.

His eyes were somewhat unfocused, his gaze lingering blankly on a point in the void, and the corners of his mouth even unconsciously turned up slightly, as if he had truly tasted some unparalleled delicacy.

The surrounding noise seemed to fade away, leaving only the alluring aroma to create an intoxicating dreamscape.

Golden juices flowed, glowing vegetables sang, and the rich broth enveloped him like a hot spring.

"Hey, are you okay?"

A hand patted his shoulder, and Shinichi Kudo's slightly puzzled yet subtly teasing voice abruptly pulled him back from his delicious fantasy.

Kaito Kuroba shuddered, as if waking from a beautiful dream, his eyes quickly regaining their clarity.

He immediately realized his lapse in composure and quickly coughed lightly, trying to cover up his embarrassment, but the lingering blush on his face and his slightly rapid breathing betrayed him.

"Ahem, it's okay."

He composed himself, then his face showed an incredulous astonishment as he pointed in the direction from which the fragrance was coming.

"That aroma, is it really the smell that food can give off? I almost thought I was going to melt into the sauce!"

Kaito Kuroba genuinely felt this was an exaggeration; he had never imagined that the mere aroma of food could have such a powerful effect on the mind.

This has transcended the realm of "fragrance" and is almost a form of "seduction".

Moreover, he is no longer an ordinary person, but a superhuman with "first-order" level spatial abilities, making him exceptionally powerful.

Their physical fitness and mental strength are far beyond what ordinary people can match.

If even he is like this, then an ordinary person would not be able to withstand this fragrance at all.

However, as if he had thought of something, he suddenly turned his head to look at Shinichi Kudo and Shiho Miyano next to him. He found that although the two of them were also obviously attracted by the fragrance, they were much more stable than him. At least they did not show that absent-minded expression.

"By the way, how come you two are alright?"

Kaito Kuroba looked at them suspiciously. Had these two secretly used some kind of resistance item? Or did they have some special counter-strategy?

"Because we've eaten dishes made by MasterChef and Erina."

"And more than once."

"Although I am still shocked every time, I have become somewhat 'resistant' to it."

"Of course, the ingredients they used this time look more special than before, so the aroma is particularly impactful."

Shinichi Kudo said it matter-of-factly, in a calm tone, as if stating a perfectly ordinary fact.

Shiho Miyano also said calmly:

"Human senses, including smell and taste, react particularly strongly when they are first exposed to strong stimuli that exceed the cognitive threshold."

"Subsequent repeated exposures, even with similar or even higher stimulus intensities, will result in a weakening of the nervous system's response due to adaptation and anticipation."

"In short, I've gotten used to it."

She paused for a moment, her eyes fixed on the two busy figures at the center of the kitchen counter, and continued:

"Moreover, the important aspects of Chef Xiaojia and Erina's cooking are not just the aroma and taste, but also their understanding and use of 'culinary spirit,' 'artistic conception,' and even the ingredients themselves."

"A simple odor impact is only the most superficial manifestation."

"A true experience requires using all your senses and even your mind to feel it while tasting."

Her words carried a subtle longing, perhaps a memory of the wonderful feeling she had when she tasted those glowing dishes, a feeling as if her body was being cleansed by warm energy.

Kaito Kuroba listened, stunned, and finally could only click his tongue and sigh:

"Is this what they call the leisure of a 'regular customer'? Looks like I need to accumulate more points so I can splurge occasionally."

"If it smells this bad, what would it taste like?"

His gaze toward the dishes had shifted from simple curiosity and longing to anticipation of an "extra value experience."

He was genuinely glad he had come; otherwise, he would have missed out.

Just as Kaito Kuroba was secretly rejoicing, he suddenly caught a glimpse of another small group of people not far away out of the corner of his eye.

Ah, he remembered, there were still ordinary people here in the truest sense of the word.

Those who just joined the chat group, like Yukino Yukinoshita, Setsuna Ogiso, and Kazusa Touma, probably have no relevant experience, just like him.

They probably couldn't resist the aroma of MasterChef and Erina's cooking, right?

He looked over curiously and, sure enough, saw that the three girls were acting strangely.

Although Yukino Yukinoshita still tried her best to maintain a cool expression, her fair cheeks were tinged with an unnatural blush, her eyes held a rare hint of confusion, and her breathing was noticeably more rapid than usual.

Ogiso Setsuna clasped her hands in front of her chest, leaned slightly forward, stared intently at the source of the aroma, and seemed to be unconsciously murmuring something.

Even the usually aloof Touma Kazusa frowned slightly, one hand unconsciously pressing against her abdomen, clearly struggling against the overwhelming torrent of fragrance that threatened to drown her reason.

Surprisingly, he was much better off than he was, who was already immersed in the illusion.

Could it be that, as an extraordinary being, he is actually less determined than them in terms of willpower to resist delicious food?

However, the situation is improving.

Umaru and Kasumigaoka Utaha appeared beside the three of them at some point, and a power emanated from their bodies, helping the three of them regain their senses.

Umaru was talking to Yukino and the others, a knowing smile on her face, and she even winked playfully.

"The first time you smell it, it's really amazing. This is what the dishes made by Chef Xiaoya and Erina are like. The impact on the senses is huge."

"But don't worry, it's incredibly beneficial to your health after you eat it."

"So you should try to eat as much as possible later."

Kasumigaoka Utaha nodded in agreement.

"Although the first experience may feel like a sensory overload, once you get used to it, you will discover the true essence of its deliciousness."

"Moreover, its nourishing effects are far superior to those of ordinary ingredients."

Yukino Yukinoshita took a few deep breaths, trying to calm her racing heart and surging appetite. Reason gradually returned, but her gaze toward the kitchen counter was filled with undisguised shock and curiosity.

Ogiso Setsuna also came to her senses, a blush of embarrassment spreading across her face, but her eyes involuntarily filled with anticipation.

Touma Kazusa responded with a soft "hmm," her gaze fixed on the dishes that were nearing completion and shining ever brighter.

Seeing that they had stabilized, Umaru turned to talk to Kasumigaoka Utaha, her tone filled with emotion:

"But speaking of which, Utaha-senpai, don't you think that Chef and Erina's cooking skills seem to have improved a lot since last time?"

"The aroma alone almost made me lose my mind."

Kasumigaoka Utaha nodded slightly, her gaze drifting towards Chef Boy and Erina, and said softly:

"It's natural."

“They are culinary geniuses in their own worlds. After joining the chat group, their horizons, the ingredients they can access, and even their understanding of ‘cooking’ are constantly improving.”

“Erina is alright. Although she has grasped the essence of cooking, we ate her cooking not long ago; Little Chef is completely different.”

"With the points we have, we've never eaten a hot pot made with all the effort that Master Boy put into it before."

The dishes from MasterChef, especially those made with the flesh and blood of powerful creatures from different worlds and special ingredients, are very expensive. Only group members who have enough points can redeem them, or even directly customize daily dishes.

Her and Umaru's points are far from reaching this level. At most, they often buy ordinary dishes from the world of MasterChef and Erina, or occasionally taste dishes made by Erina.

They had never tasted the dishes that Little Chef prepared with all his might.

Just as the two were feeling sentimental.

"Clap."

A dull thud was heard as something fell to the ground.

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw that at the edge of the camp, a Triceratops that had been shaking its head suddenly went limp and collapsed to the ground like a mountain collapsing.

This seems to be a signal.

"Pat-pat, pat-pat, pat-pat."

One after another, the sound of people falling to the ground rang out.

Another Triceratops, along with the other herbivorous dinosaurs who were already somewhat dizzy, followed suit, their legs going weak and collapsing to the ground, immersed in the delicious illusion woven from the ultimate aroma, losing all reaction to their surroundings.

While the scene was somewhat comical, it was understandable that these dinosaurs, being prehistoric creatures temporarily "converted" by rice balls and with simple minds, would be "knocked out" by such an overwhelming aroma.

But then, something even more ridiculous happened.

"Nobita? Doraemon?!"

Su Yunqing's surprised voice rang out.

Only then did everyone realize that, without them noticing, Nobita and Doraemon had also followed in the footsteps of the dinosaurs.

Nobita was lying on the ground, a silly grin on his face as if he were in heaven, drool dripping down to his ears, and unconsciously muttering:

"Shizuka."

Meanwhile, Doraemon next to him lay on his back on the ground, his face showing an extremely human-like, drunken, and dazed expression, muttering in his sleep, "Delicious. So delicious."

"Haha, I forgot about you two."

Su Yunqing couldn't help but laugh as she looked at the person and cat lying on the ground.

She raised her hand, palm up, and a warm golden light quietly appeared, carrying a sacred aura; with a gentle wave of her hand, the golden light shone on Nobita and Doraemon, who were still immersed in the delicious fantasy.

Under the light, the intoxicating fragrance that clung to them seemed to be separated by an invisible film.

Nobita's silly grin gradually faded, and Doraemon's dazed eyes began to refocus.

"Hmm, I think I dreamt about Shizuka just now."

Nobita sat up groggily, subconsciously wiping the drool from the corner of his mouth, his eyes still somewhat dazed.

"The glowing dorayaki flew away."

Doraemon shook his round head, sat up, and then his stomach growled loudly.

Almost simultaneously, the two sniffed, and the rich fragrance that had been temporarily separated by Su Yunqing's power but still permeated the air once again entered their nostrils.

"!!!"

Nobita and Doraemon's eyes widened instantly, and they were fully awake; their previous confusion vanished, replaced by an amplified sense of hunger and a craving for delicious food.

(End of this chapter)