The portal to **Culinary Valhalla** smelled like burnt garlic and existential dread. Leon stepped through, clutching his mother's sauce jar, only to trip over a **giant roach-shaped asteroid**.
"**Violation Code 666!**" a mechanical voice boomed. "Unlicensed emotional additives detected!"
A squad of **Health Inspector Drones** descended, their laser sights trained on Leon's sauce jar. Each drone had a badge reading: *"Culinary Compliance Bureau – No Flavor Without Permission."*
Ignisia gagged. "Why do health inspectors look like… sentient toothbrushes?"
"**BECAUSE PLAQUE IS THE TRUE ENEMY!**" The lead inspector's bristle-head spun menacingly. "Leon Gray, you're charged with:
1. Illegal use of *'Nostalgia'* seasoning.
2. Unpermitted spice levels exceeding **Hellfire OSHA Standards**.
3. Harboring a fugitive—"
The drone flipped a hologram showing Leon's mom—a wanted poster with the caption: ***"The Unlicensed Flavor Bandit."***
Leon blinked. "Mom… robbed a flavor bank?"
"**SHE SPICED THE COSMIC SOUP WITH 'LOVE'!**" The inspector fired a **Sanitation Beam**, vaporizing a nearby comet. "Surrender or be deep-cleaned!"
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**System Panic Mode**:
*"Ding! Emergency Hygiene Quest:
1. Pass a surprise health inspection via live-stream.
2. Weaponize household cleaning tools.
Reward: [5-Star Yelp Shield].
Penalty: Your kitchen failures become a Netflix documentary."*
Leon grabbed Ignisia's tail. "Time to mop the floor with these guys."
"**MOOP?!**" Ignisia roared. "I'm a primordial dragon, not a—"
*Clang!*
Leon yanked a **[Rusty Mop]** from his inventory. "System, activate **Divine Janitor Protocol**!"
The mop erupted in golden light, transforming into the **Broom of the First Chef**—a relic capable of sweeping away supernovas. Ignisia stared. "Since when did cleaning tools become OP?!"
"Since my mom weaponized housework." Leon swung the broom, sending a shockwave of lemon-scented sanitizer. Inspectors screeched as their bristles melted.
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**Battle Highlights**:
- **Move 1**: *"Floor Wax Tornado"* – Traps inspectors in a glittery, non-toxic vortex.
- **Move 2**: *"Window Cleaner Shield"* – Reflects sanitation beams into a **Cockroach Nebula**, frying it to cosmic bacon.
- **Ultimate**: *"Dust Bunny Summoning"* – Giant fluff balls eat the inspectors' paperwork.
Meanwhile, the System livestreamed it all with dramatic commentary:
"**WITNESS THE POWER OF A MOTHER'S TRAINING MONTAGE!** Smash that subscribe button!"
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**Plot Twist**:
Amid the chaos, a drone's hacked feed revealed a message:
*"Leon… the 'love' they fear… is the key to the **Ultimate Recipe**. Find me in the **Salt Mines of Sorrow**.—Mom"*
The System pinged:
*"Ding! New Quest:
1. Brew a tearjerker stew to melt the Salt Mines.
2. Avoid culinary tax evasion (again).
Reward: [Mom's Secret Recipe – Fragment 1/10].
Penalty: The CCB will garnish your taste buds."*