After turning the corner of the corridor, I saw several young men and women standing there, each holding their lunch.
Moldy bread and biscuits, rotten fruit, sour fish soup, in short, just looking at them can make people lose their appetite instantly.
Their faces showed resentment and anger, but more of it was fear and helplessness.
In front of them, a large vending machine was making a creaking sound, with a ferocious face like a door god in the middle.
A strange, smug laugh emanated from the bloody mouth.
"Stop pretending to be so aggrieved. Which of those waiter interns who came before you hasn't been fucked by me?"
"You guys are lucky. At least the food we give you is edible."
"There was a brat before, who was the most ignorant of his own life. After he gained some skills, he thought he could shake my position."
"He's holding a broken chainsaw and wants to mess with me. I'm going to slap him into the wall and I can't get him out!"
"If he continues to seek death, I'll tear his head off, throw it to the kitchen, and cook it into a dish!"
Several new male and female players were frightened to the point of turning pale, and several girls were trembling all over, not daring to say a word.
A taller boy said with a gloomy expression, "Let's go!"
Seeing that the young men and women were frightened, the vending machine ghost's domineering nature returned, and the unbearable shadow memory was almost erased by it.
"Oh, then may I ask what the person who was sent to cook looks like?"
Suddenly, an inopportune voice sounded.
"What did it look like? I forgot!" The vending machine ghost certainly didn't want to remember that face.
"Does he look like me?"
The voice sounded again, and then a smiling face appeared in the sight of the vending machine ghost.
The moment it saw Qin Nuo's face, the vending machine ghost was stunned at first, and then, almost as if by reflex, its entire body shot up and instantly hid in the corner.
"Fuck! Why are you still here? Aren't you dead?"
The vending machine ghost's hideous face looked ferocious even when it was silent, but at this moment, its face was full of fear, looking funny, and its huge body was shaking violently.
It's like a mouse seeing a cat, scared to death!
Several men and women are even more incredible.
Isn't that face quite normal? How could it be so scared?
Qin Nuo had a strange expression on his face. Why did these guys think he was dead?
"I'm afraid I'll disappoint you, but I'm alive and well. I happened to pass by Yinquan Restaurant, so I came in to take a look and meet you, my old friend."
"It's been a while since we last met, hasn't it? I can see you missed me a lot, and you're still spreading rumors that I'm dead?"
Qin Nuo put his hands in his pockets, bent down and said with a smile.
The vending machine ghost shrank into the corner desperately, wishing there was a crack so it could crawl in and escape.
The vending machine ghost forced a smile and said, "It was just a little joke, don't mind it."
"Twist my head off and send it to the kitchen?"
"No...it's not you, don't get me wrong." The vending machine ghost broke out in a cold sweat.
"What do the hammer and chainsaw look like?" Qin Nuo suddenly asked.
The vending machine ghost brain suddenly stopped working and started to hesitate.
"Is it like this?" Qin Nuo suddenly took out a blood-stained electric saw.
The spring was pulled, and the whirring sound of the motor suddenly filled the space.
This voice seemed to strike directly into the depths of the vending machine ghost's soul.
The shadow that was erased with great difficulty reappeared clearly again.
The instinctive fear made the vending machine ghost unable to jump any longer, and he begged for mercy: "Brother, please forgive me, I was bragging, I am asking for death, I won't dare to do it again next time!"
"What are you talking about? This chainsaw hasn't been used for a long time. I just took it out and started it up. Look how scared you are. Am I that kind of person?" Qin Nuo shook his head, looking unsure of the situation.
You were so angry at the time, and without saying a word, you came up and used a chainsaw to vent your anger on me!
How do you have the nerve to say that?
These are the inner thoughts of the vending machine ghost, but on the surface he still looks like he is begging for mercy and trying to please others.
"What's wrong with my junior students?"
Qin Nuo glanced at the new players who were already stunned.
"I'm just kidding. Come here, everyone. The food in your hands has been thrown away. Are those things edible for humans? Come here, I'll redistribute them among you!"
“Eat and drink well!”
The young man and woman looked at each other, hesitated for a moment, and walked over.
One of the players couldn't help but ask, "Are you a player here too?"
"I was before, but now, I can barely be considered an ordinary player." Qin Nuo touched his nose and said.
Hearing they were all players, they relaxed their guard considerably. One of the female players asked with a pleading look in her eyes, "Can you teach us the trick to clearing the dungeon?"
Qin Nuo thought about it, and his tone changed again: "My personal secret is to not seek death, not to be stubborn, to live a simple and orderly life until the end."
The vending machine ghost on the other end opened his mouth, but ultimately didn't dare to speak.
"That's it for now, old friend. See you next time."
Time was limited, so Qin Nuo didn't stay long. He took a bottle of free water from the vending machine ghost, said hello, and turned away.
A few young men and women were left behind, thinking about Qin Nuo's words.
…
As Qin Nuo walked out of the corridor, a small figure blocked the door.
It was Pinocchio.
Its head spun 360 degrees as it looked at Qin Nuo: "You just returned to the restaurant and you attacked a chef."
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