"Huh, nothing's wrong."
After all the players finished their boxed lunches, they looked at each other but didn't notice that anyone around them had died.
Mingmei took the opportunity to glance at the chef NPC standing beside her with a slight smile on his lips. He watched calmly as everyone finished their dinner, then put his hands in his pockets and turned to leave without any explanation.
Seeing this, Mingmei followed in the other person's footsteps.
She was curious; she wanted to know why.
"Do you think I'm joking with them?"
As she walked down the empty corridor, the chef's voice suddenly reached Mingmei's ears.
She stopped in her tracks: "Isn't that right?"
"Heh~" A soft chuckle came from the air. He turned to look at Mingmei, his eyes full of mockery: "I didn't say the poison would take effect immediately~"
Mingmei: "..."
What kind of twisted sense of humor is this?
"You know what? When people have already thought about the possibility of their own death, the impact of death is not so strong."
When someone suddenly receives a hint that they won't actually die, the feeling of suddenly dying... ugh~ it'll be unforgettable.
Mingmei: "..."
You're a real pervert, aren't you?!
Mingmei stared wide-eyed at the man's retreating figure, utterly exasperated by his awful personality.
When the other person turned around and revealed a face that looked remarkably like her father's, it started to give Mingmei a headache.
My father's reputation has been severely damaged!
This personality trait is completely unlike anything he inherited from his father!
She insisted on going out and reporting her uncle's actions to her father.
Why do this?
"It's nothing~ Didn't I just say? It's just that the impact was bigger."
Mingmei asked a difficult question, but the other party's answer was as casual as drinking water.
"Escape games always involve some deaths. But life is precious, and dying carelessly is such a waste. Shouldn't we at least gain some valuable experience or lessons?"
After saying that, the other person didn't continue walking. Instead, he had been staring at Mingmei since earlier and asked, "Girl, you look very familiar. Have we met before?"
Bright and beautiful: ? ? ?
Does this game contain viruses?
Seeing that Mingmei didn't answer his question, the chef simply took a few steps back and came to stand in front of Mingmei again. He lowered his head, carefully examining Mingmei, and then suddenly laughed.
This action was hard for Mingmei to accept, and she quietly took two steps back.
This NPC seems to have a problem.
"I have something to do..."
Before the other person could say anything more, Mingmei turned and left, her inner alarm bells ringing: [Guigui, was the scene recorded?] cascoo.net
Yes, host.
[Later, pack up the video and send it to... to the mastermind's sugar daddy.]
When Mingmei made this decision, she subconsciously pursed her lips. Actually, shouldn't she have told Yan Hui about this?
However, for some reason, she immediately suppressed the thought as soon as it arose.
She rubbed her forehead, feeling that there were many things hidden in this game that she didn't know about. She didn't want to investigate, but she could always sense these things!
After leaving the God of Cookery, Mingmei encountered Mu Chen, who had not yet left.
Why haven't you gone back to rest yet?
"I want to practice a little more while it's still early."
Mingmei saw him standing in front of the wok, with a large bowl of oil and the already processed insect meat beside him, and she knew that he wanted to practice the method that Zhen Hu had used when he left today.
"I'll go with you and help you try out the dishes."
Mingmei didn't urge him to rest early. Instead, she got the textbook that allowed her to copy cheat codes into the game from Guigui, and sat quietly reading on the clean stove next to her, without disturbing Mu Chen.
Although the whole process of sliding the meat slices into the hot oil and stir-frying them takes less than half a minute, Mu Chen's initial finished product was quite terrible.
Mingmei finished watching what she had planned to watch that day, accompanied by the repeated sounds of stir-frying and sizzling oil, and finally the quiet sound of slicing meat.
More than two hours later, Mu Chen finally served up a plate of meat, without adding any sauce, so that Ming Mei could taste it first.
Finally, starting with that dish, the two adjusted the amount of oil, temperature, and the speed and time of stir-frying again before finally showing satisfied smiles.
"If nothing unexpected happens, I should be able to clear the game by tomorrow."
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The next morning, Mu Chen did not become the second person to leave the game as he had imagined.
Lu Gui died in his dormitory last night.
No one expected that Lu Gui would be the one to catch the virus during dinner yesterday.
Lu Xiaoyao was stunned when she heard the news.
Knowing her personality, even in the game, she would definitely gloat and say things like, "Who told Lu Gui not to exchange lunch boxes with me last night? This is just bad luck."
However, when she discovered that Lu Gui had died and gone offline, she was gripped by immense fear.
【Xiao Yao, you'll have to walk this path by yourself from now on~】
Lu Gui's death seemed to have triggered some special switch for her, which made Mingmei, who had been watching Lu Xiaoyao's condition through the live stream, realize that the live stream was precisely cut off the moment Lu Xiaoyao displayed extremely abnormal emotions.
This drew a barrage of criticism from the live chat.
However, as expected, Mu Chen successfully completed his apprenticeship in learning and cooking that day.
Lu Xiaoyao seemed to have suddenly become enlightened, and she started learning to cook with great seriousness today, turning the tables and becoming second to last.
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