The table was now laden with food, but it was all meat. Vili looked around and couldn't find a single green thing. He sighed.
Actually, the job of preparing meals should have been done by him, the student working part-time, but...
In short, the butcher was forced to learn how to cook.
However, he seemed convinced that Willy was too thin, as light as a feather that might float away at any moment in his arms, so every time he made something, it was nothing but meat.
If this weren't a game, and the farm's livestock refreshed daily, Vili suspected these animals would have been wiped out long ago.
He picked up his knife and fork, ate a little to fill his stomach, and then sat down at the table without moving.
The system is quite worried:
"Host, would you like to eat some more?"
"don't want!"
Vili angrily put down his knife and fork.
"I'm really tired of eating this!"
And the thought of how these animals were raised... even knowing it was all just data, made him lose his appetite.
The little bird flew in a circle in the air and suddenly thought of something.
"By the way! Host, how about we go to town?"
"Even though it's just a small town, there are still fast food restaurants! And there's a group of players there, we can just kidnap someone who can cook!"
It innocently uttered terrifying words, but Vili thought it was a good idea.
but……
What is fast food?
The great magician, oblivious to worldly affairs, blinked in bewilderment.
"It's just some junk food..."
Seeing the host's disgusted expression, the system quickly added:
"But it's delicious! Many people want to eat it again after they've tried it, it's very popular!"
"All right."
Although he had reservations, Willy was bored there, so he readily agreed to the system's suggestion and headed out of the farm.
The car that the group of players had driven was still parked here, and Willie curiously looked it over.
This seems to be a mode of transportation in this world. He used to either ride a magic carpet or use teleportation magic directly; he had never seen anything like this before.
"Il, do you know how to use this?"
"I can!"
The little bird chirped twice and then transformed into a streak of light, disappearing into the car.
Its system program stores a lot of data, which naturally includes vehicle driving information.
Willy followed its lead, climbed into the driver's seat, closed the door, and pointed his index finger toward the town.
"Set off!"
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Blood Town is a remote and desolate town with a permanent population of no more than a thousand. There is only one basic infrastructure in the town, such as a school, a hospital, and a church. Therefore, even though the farm is some distance from the town center, it only takes about ten minutes to drive there.
However, since the Butcher had been with Vili all the time except at night, this was his first time here.
Willie peered out of the car window with some curiosity.
It seemed as if a looting had just taken place here; the windows of the shops along the road were smashed, and all sorts of things were scattered on the ground. In the distance, flames were raging, and he could still hear screams and cries.
It resembled an apocalyptic scene.
This was probably caused by the group of players who had previously broken into the farm, Vili frowned in disgust.
In the game, the NPCs in Blood Town will not attack players during the day. They look no different from ordinary people, and are even more enthusiastic and friendly.
As for the players, due to the game's restrictions, if they take out weapons during the day, they will be forcibly taken to the police station and locked in a small dark room for a day.
But once everything becomes real, such limitations no longer exist.
Perhaps out of fear of the night, some decided to strike first.
But this is only the first day... They probably don't know that NPCs cannot be killed during the day.
Even if their bodies are buried in the ground and burned to ashes, they will reform at night and launch a relentless revenge against their killers.
The next day... these NPCs will come back to life, smiling at the players as if they know nothing of the harm they suffered.
They are no longer human.
But the players are different.
Their deaths were real, and there was no second chance.
In games, only players usually have unlimited resurrection opportunities, but in Blood Town today, everything will be reversed.
In this game, who is the hunter and who is the prey?
Even knowing all this, Willy was not happy to watch this one-sided massacre unfold, and he listlessly returned to his car.
"Now that things are like this, can the fast food restaurant still operate normally?" he asked.
The vehicle continued to drive smoothly, as if the system had anticipated the host's question.
"Don't worry, host! I've already investigated. Players like that group are still a minority. Most players are still maintaining a realistic moral bottom line, and the police in the town have already started their operation."
"Order will be restored soon!"
As it was speaking, a hand suddenly appeared in front of the vehicle, the wheels screeching against the ground. Due to inertia, Willy instinctively fell forward, but with amazing balance, he managed to keep his body steady and prevent his head from hitting the steering wheel.
"Il!"
He touched his forehead, still shaken, and said angrily.
Before the system could explain, the person who forced the car to stop had already walked to the window and tapped on the glass with his well-defined knuckles, signaling the driver to roll down the window.
"..."
Seeing that the person inside the car hadn't moved for a long time, he looked down and rummaged through his pocket, pulling out an ID card and showing it to Willy.
Vili glanced at the man quickly and only noticed that his name was Castin and he was 32 years old. The next second, he was struck by the police badge on his badge.
Castin retrieved his identification, and with a flick of his wrist, he lifted a corner of his sand-colored trench coat, revealing a fleeting but unmistakable shadow of a black gun.
"..."
He knocked on the window again.
Vili signaled the system to lower the car window, and the two men's eyes met unexpectedly.
The man's slightly disheveled brown hair fell over his shoulders, and his face seemed somewhat tired, yet his eyes remained sharp. His features were sculpted and well-defined, and his lips were slightly pursed, revealing a clear lip line.
The sand-colored trench coat has a slim silhouette, with a white shirt underneath featuring a lapel design and a slightly loose black tie.
He looked like a detective straight out of a movie or TV show, with a strange aura that made people instinctively trust him.
Upon seeing Willy's face, he blinked slowly twice, but the next second he resumed his impartial and law-abiding demeanor.
"Sir, please show me your driver's license."
"..."
The system let out a mournful cry.
"Host, what should we do?"
"We were caught driving without a license!!!"
Vili, however, had no idea of the seriousness of the matter, since he had never heard of needing any identification when using teleportation magic.
He even had the audacity to peek out, pressing his entire body against the car window and looking up at the police officer in front of him.
"These days, can gamers even impersonate police officers?"
He looked at the bright ID above the man's head and couldn't help but sigh.
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