Chapter 52 [Seeking support and collection]

"I...I'm scared, I'm so afraid." Girls are always scared, let alone a newcomer like Anxiu.

No one dared to go over, but in the end Zhou Feng decided to go over and try it himself.

"You should leave first and go outside, so that you won't be caught off guard if we make a move later."

"Uncle Feng, please don't do this. What if you really take action?"

Zhou Feng has always been their backbone. There are other capable players, but Zhou Feng is the oldest and has the most composed demeanor, which makes people feel at ease.

Zhou Feng said, "Stop talking. You all go out first. I'll go check it out. Even if he kills me, I'll tell you the information before I die."

In the end, they couldn't resist Zhou Feng's insistence and were pushed out of the iron gate, standing on the road outside, where they were probably safe.

Zhou Feng slowly approached the butcher, but he was also a little scared, so he didn't get too close. He stopped when he got within a certain range.

After observing whether the butcher was paying attention to him, he took a few more steps forward after confirming that the butcher was not paying attention to him. This distance was a bit dangerous.

The butcher's gaze fell on him. "What is it?"

Zhou Feng shook his head, "No...it's nothing."

In real life, Zhou Feng never felt afraid of anyone, but now it was different. When facing the butcher, he felt a lot of pressure.

Lin Leyou didn't care at all. So what if they found out that his dagger was their mission item?

Can they just take his knife away?

Lin Leyou handed over a letter, saying, "Please give this letter to the innkeeper. Remember, do not open it during the journey."

Zhou Feng was stunned for a moment, then exclaimed, "This is really good news!"

"Okay, I'll send it over as quickly as possible."

As he spoke, he walked over to the butcher. Upon receiving the letter, he also received a notification from the system.

"Congratulations, player, you have found the killer's knife. Do you want to take it?"

Zhou Feng was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously his gaze fell on the dagger stuck to the side. None of them had expected that the butcher's weapon, this dagger, would actually be their mission item.

So, do you want to take it?

Zhou Feng made a decision as quickly as possible: to pretend that nothing had happened.

The butcher was right there, so close, trying to snatch the knife right in front of him? He felt that if he reached out and didn't even touch the knife, he might be killed by the butcher.

He won't even have time to tell the players outside.

The two players who died that night must have heard this warning before they died, right?

Zhou Feng calmly left the slaughterhouse and successfully reunited with the people outside.

Lin Leyou watched Zhou Feng's departing figure with great excitement. He must have received a hint just now, so what would they do?

I wonder if Xue Rui will come to my side again. Should I kill him too?

As Lin Leyou thought this, a meaningful smile appeared on his lips. Zhou Feng, who had just stepped out of the iron gate and glanced back, saw the butcher with most of his face in shadow, except for his mouth...

He's laughing.

However, he only caught a glimpse of it before leading everyone away.

"How's it going, Uncle Feng?"

Zhou Feng breathed a sigh of relief. "The butcher's knife he uses to kill is our target."

Everyone was stunned.

They probably never even considered that such a possibility existed.

"What? A sharp knife in the butcher's hand? How do we get our hands on that? Doesn't the butcher carry it with him 24 hours a day?"

"If we get too close, we'll be killed, right? What should we do? Rely on numbers?"

"What do you mean? Who are you planning to sacrifice?"

Nobody wants to die for nothing, so of course no one wants to be a meat shield and take damage in front of them.

Zhou Feng said, "Now that we know what it is, all that's left is to make a plan. Let's go back and discuss it with everyone. Maybe others will have some good ideas."

Some people muttered, "They probably don't even know what the mission objectives are for their own area, how can they help us? They'd be better off focusing on completing their own missions."

Everyone heard it but didn't react. After all, this was a tricky matter. The two players who died earlier were killed by the killer as easily as cutting melons and vegetables.

Going to rob someone directly would be tantamount to suicide.

The group could only return to the street outside the hotel and sit there casually, waiting for the other players to return. Zhou Feng, with his sharp eyes, noticed that some people were eating in the restaurant across the street.

It seems like a player, but it also seems like it isn't...

It must be a player; it's been several days now, and he's never seen any of the town's residents go in to eat.

etc!

Zhou Feng suddenly realized why the town's residents weren't eating at restaurants. Did they cook at home themselves?

Wait a minute, Zhou Feng realized something at this moment: he didn't seem to have seen any smoke from the chimneys in the entire town until now!

It seems like no one in town cooks for themselves, but they don't eat at restaurants either, so...

Once this idea took root in his mind, Zhou Feng could no longer look at the restaurant in front of him with normal eyes. The waiters, who he used to think had a somewhat rigid smile, now looked like monsters in human skin.

The chefs at this restaurant are monsters, so these two waiters must be monsters too, right? What kind of expensive meals have they been eating all this time?

Is there really a problem? Should we really not eat it?

Zhou Feng wasn't quite sure either, so he wasn't sure if he would be able to go in for a meal later.

After all the players returned that evening, Zhou Feng tallied the numbers and found that three more players were missing. The number of players lost in the past few days was truly too high.

Everyone sat dejectedly outside the hotel. No one went back inside. The reason was simple: the three players who died this time were all in charge of the hotel.

I never expected that after a few days of silence, three people suddenly died, or rather, three went missing.

However, in a place like this, disappearing most likely means death.

Zhou Feng: "Has everyone made any progress? We in charge of the slaughterhouse already know what the mission items are, and the next step is to make a plan to get them."

Everyone looked over. "What is it?"

Just as Zhou Feng was about to speak, he suddenly remembered something, "Have you all... tested it? Are the team members around you still the original ones?"

This time everyone was stunned, because they really hadn't confirmed it. Everyone knew the seriousness of the matter, and no one said anything.

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