Cook God was very unconvinced by Michael's evaluation. What do you mean it's all because of the ingredients? Can't you see what I did? From the temperature, the way the meat was cut, the cooling method along with the char level were all calculated by me with extreme care. This is the result achieved after nearly driving the dragon species to extinction, how can it be looked down upon?
"Hmph, what the hell do you know? If you're so good, try doing it yourself and let me see."
He knew reasoning with someone who understood nothing was a waste of effort. Might as well let the other party experience for themselves to see how hard it is.
Michael was dumbfounded, not expecting Cook God to pull this move. Telling him to cook? How's he supposed to cook? He doesn't have those weird, bizarre abilities. Even if in the consciousness space he could mimic a bit, it didn't mean he could become proficient immediately.
