"Ladies and gentlemen, sorry to have kept you waiting!"
Mars's voice, diffused by the sound equipment, was as steady as ever, the embodiment of a magnate's demeanor, even though his youthful, envy-inducing baby face made him look much younger than his age. Yet, nobody underestimated him because of that face.
At his words, the venue fell into dead silence, the lights focusing on Mars who was serving up his dish, against the background of the audience's astonished faces.
"This, it's only been an hour!"
Someone exclaimed in shock upon checking the timer. The cooking segment was supposed to be two hours, but only half that time had passed and he was already serving?
"Pay attention! His dish... he hasn't even used a pan to heat it!"
"Or rather, the stove was merely a decoration!"
There was a commotion.
"Raw vegetables?"
"The meat is raw, and so are the minced mushrooms, salmon roe..."
