Chapter 47 [Seeking support and collection]
Zhou Feng said, "Do you think we should first ask the people in town about the butcher's story, and then speculate, for example, why the butcher became like this, whether he had a lover or family before, or perhaps his lover or family gave him something that he always cherished."
Upon hearing this, Xue Rui thought it was indeed possible. "Let's eat first, and after we finish eating, we'll explore other parts of the town and see if we can find any residents to ask."
Having stayed here for a while, they knew that the townspeople didn't really pay attention to them. But if they were lucky, they could always find a talkative NPC. They had to give them some clues, otherwise how could they pass the dungeon?
Should we do as Anxiu suggested and directly storm into the Butcher's rest room to search? We might get killed on the spot, or we could use human lives to save him, but that would definitely kill a lot of players.
Nobody wants to die.
Upon arriving at the restaurant, they found it already filled with players, all gathered inside whispering amongst themselves, as if afraid of being overheard by the chef, who was also the restaurant owner.
Upon seeing Zhou Feng and his group return, they all inquired about the slaughterhouse.
But Zhou Feng shook his head, "There's been no progress."
Everyone looked worried and didn't know what to do. There was no time limit for lunch, and there were plenty of seats inside, so everyone ate at a slower pace.
Xue Rui suddenly felt that something was wrong.
"Uncle Feng, what's your beginner dungeon like? Did anyone die on the first day?"
Zhou Feng paused for a moment, then said, "Dead."
Xue Rui, "What do you think..."
Zhou Feng said, "It's strange. Logically speaking, this isn't supposed to be a beginner dungeon, but it's already the second day and no one has died yet..."
Players sitting nearby overheard their conversation and their hearts skipped a beat.
As long as they weren't novice players, they all had a plan in mind. They had no clue what they needed to obtain in the seven locations, and all fifty players were fine and no one got into trouble.
In the silence, someone suddenly said, "Could it be that some players have already died, but we haven't noticed?"
Everyone shuddered.
Zhou Feng shook his head. "If he were dead, he shouldn't be able to pay the bills, so there's no way there could be a mole in the restaurant right now."
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
Yes, you need to pay after ordering, and their money is stored in the system panel; they don't carry cash on them at all.
Once the money is taken out, it will definitely be exactly the amount required for payment, and it will all be brand new banknotes.
Suddenly, someone jumped up, the chair behind him crashing to the ground. He darted a few steps to a spot, pointing tremblingly at the player who had just been sitting next to him, and said, "Him! It's him! The banknotes he pulled out were creased and a bit old! They're different from ours!"
"I...I didn't think much about it at the time..."
Just like that, all the players who were sitting nearby scrambled away from that table as fast as they could.
At this moment, the waiter came over with a cold face and asked, "Have you all finished eating?"
They all looked at the unfinished food on the table and quickly waved their hands, saying, "No, no, we'll eat more later!"
The waiter's expression immediately softened. "Alright, please continue with your meal."
The player who was pointed out as suspicious is now sitting there with his head down, his fine black hair obscuring most of his face, making it impossible to see his condition.
Zhou Feng said, "Everyone in the same group should confirm whether their teammates are the original ones, and take out a hundred-yuan bill and then take it back to check."
Everyone moved away from the player from before, and those who knew each other gathered together to verify, including Zhou Feng and his group.
In the end, it turned out that only the one that had just been pointed out had a problem.
Of course, the current situation of those players who haven't returned is also unclear, in short...
The most pressing issue now is, what should we do with the food on that table? Should we go and get it? What will happen if we don't eat it? Will we really be killed?
Not daring to risk sleeping, while he remained seated, everyone slowly tried to take their food away.
Many people tiptoed over and quietly took their food.
"Yes, yes!"
After all the bowls and chopsticks were taken away, he was left alone with the untouched food on the table.
"That's scary! Let's eat quickly and get out of here!"
Everyone finished their food as quickly as possible and then left the restaurant.
"Which team was responsible for the area where the player who just died inside was?"
"It's a cemetery, oh my god, what happened... what went wrong?"
"We don't know either. We were just walking together the whole time, and we didn't do anything wrong, just wandering around the cemetery..."
Did you step on a grave mound?
"No, everyone was terrified, how could they possibly step on a grave mound?"
"What happened? If we don't figure that out, how can we prevent it from happening again?"
Everyone chattered and argued back and forth, but in the end, no one knew what to do.
Just then, someone suddenly said, "There are only six people left in the team in charge of the cemetery. Uncle Feng has eight people, so one of them can be assigned to the team."
The number of people is indeed a problem. Zhou Feng nodded, "I don't have a problem with that."
He looked at the seven people behind him.
"Is anyone willing to go?"
The team responsible for the cemetery just had a problem, and none of them wanted to go there. Although the slaughterhouse wasn't a good place either, at least nothing had happened so far.
"No one would volunteer, so let's just play rock-paper-scissors."
With everyone in agreement, no one in their team objected, since objecting now would be tantamount to standing against all the players.
Xue Rui really didn't expect that he would be the one to be targeted in the end.
"Welcome to our team, young man."
Xue Rui blinked. It seemed he would have to go to the cemetery later, but it was alright, he just needed to be careful.
At that moment, the remaining players also arrived. Everyone checked the players' situation using the same method, and everything was fine. However, the number of returning players did not match; two were missing.
The two teams responsible for the school and the church are each missing one player.
"What happened? Why are they missing? Were they killed? Or did something else happen?"
The players on both teams were terrified; the girls were huddled together, clearly terrified.
"No...we didn't find anything. We just don't know when the person disappeared. We didn't even realize that someone was missing."
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