Chapter 82 Hell Community
The store was dark, and compared to a pet shop that had only been open for a short time, this store looked more like it had already closed.
After Qiao Song and Tang Xiaoxiao entered the store, they didn't even see the NPC. This was the first time they encountered such a situation after entering so many different buildings in the Hell Community.
Although this restaurant is called an Youguo Restaurant, it is more like a hot pot restaurant. There are many large square tables in the store, and there is an iron pot in the middle. At this time, the store is empty, and there is nothing in it except these tables, chairs, benches and pots.
The red moonlight outside the window shines in through the glass door facing the street, and you can see the players outside rushing to the upper floors in a hurry.
In comparison, this store is unusually quiet.
Tang Xiaoxiao has already dialed Gao Chengcheng's number. Generally speaking, there will be a signal when making a call within the same copy, unless the other party is in the game or has entered some other independent space.
Tang Xiaoxiao shook her head, still unable to get through.
Qiao Song continued to walk inside. Every time they entered this kind of building for a mini-game, they were either led directly into the game by an NPC, or entered another door on the inside under the guidance of an NPC.
Now that the NPC guiding them ahead is gone, they can try to find out if the door leading to the current level of hell mini-game is still there in the store.
He didn't find the door, but when he walked to a place that looked like a restaurant's kitchen, Qiao Song finally saw the first NPC. It was a toy cat that looked like it was made of mosaic blocks. It was wearing an apron and a chef's hat, and it was unconscious near the sink.
Near where she fell, there were small cubes of building blocks scattered all over the ground.
Qiao Song remembered the business card that Gao Chengcheng had taken out, on which was written the name of Mr. Meow, the boss of the Youguo Restaurant.
Is this the guy?
Those small mosaics that were floating around seemed to be part of Boss Cat's body. Qiao Song could see a wound on the cat's abdomen. If these small building blocks were allowed to continue to escape, the cat would probably not live long.
Tang Xiaoxiao was already kneeling on the ground, collecting the small mosaic particles that had fallen around.
Qiao Song quickly picked up these things and put them back on the cat.
Now Gao Chengcheng and her brother are missing. If we rescue this NPC, we can at least get some information about them.
As the red and white building blocks were stuffed back into his abdomen, the cat boss wearing the chef's hat slowly regained consciousness, like a toy with poor contact:
"F-fang, put my door down, asshole!"
As soon as the building blocks on her body were put together, the cat sat up suddenly like a clockwork, and spoke her last words before she fell into coma, from slow to fast.
But soon, Boss Miao realized that something was not right with the situation in front of her. She tilted her head and looked at the two men first, then at the red-eyed crow on Qiao Song's shoulder.
"Meow? How did you get in?"
Qiao Song didn't expect that once the blocks were put back together, the cat would be resurrected with full health.
"You just walked in. What on earth happened here? Why was your store smashed?"
Before Qiao Song finished his question, Boss Meow, who had just been brought back together, only paused for a second before suddenly jumping up.
Falling to the ground with all four limbs, Boss Meow returned to her original cat form and rushed directly to the counter. However, it was too late. She could only curse madly, meowing several times at a very abrupt large white wall in the back kitchen.
"Where's my door? How come such a big portal is gone?!"
Finally, the cat boss, who had realized the reality, could only grab his ears in frustration: "It's over, the oil pan hell of Clockwork Cat has been robbed, how can I report this to the authorities..."
Seeing this situation, Qiao Song, who was following nearby, quickly analyzed the current situation.
But at this time, Boss Miao was very melancholy. She ignored Qiao Song and Tang Xiaoxiao's behavior in the kitchen. She grabbed the cat hair on her head and felt so anxious that she was about to lose her hair.
“It’s over! There are still guests inside. My partner is still in there too. What should I do? That crazy manager can’t be contacted at this time. Ahhhhhh, I’m so annoyed!”
Boss Meow couldn't help chewing his paws and walking back and forth in front of the big white wall.
"No, there is still a chance. I have to find a carpenter to make another door. I can open the door and go back to hell. But apart from the carpenter, I don't have a good relationship with many of the guys down there..."
The cat kept talking to itself until Qiao Song walked to the white wall and realized something: "The door to your level of hell is gone?"
The crazy boss seemed to have just noticed that there was a human being nearby. Her eyes suddenly changed color, and then she clapped her hands as if she saw a savior. "Player! Can you do me a favor? Go to a certain level of hell below and get me a custom wooden door. I can give you a small oil pan as a reward! This is a punishment tool, very valuable!"
Qiao Song neither refused nor agreed: "I want to ask first, you just said that you have a partner who can't get out of the game, is that partner a player?"
Clockwork Meow nodded quickly:
"That guy is in the prop card business, and he's quite famous on your Infinite Highway. You know the proprietress of the Orange Ice Cream Shop, right? If you rescue her, you will definitely be rewarded with prop cards! Just help me. The players can't get out, and I, the NPC, am also to blame. As long as there is trouble on one floor of the Hell Community, there will be a chain reaction on the other floors. Helping me is also helping yourselves! Just help me get the wooden door, please, please."
Boss Miao clasped his hands together and stared at Qiao Song with his watery eyes as he acted coquettishly, cutely and tempted her. The red-eyed crow on Qiao Song's shoulder clucked in disdain.
"Hey, why do you look so familiar, you stinky bird?" Boss Meow was startled by the crow and felt something was wrong. "Is there such an animal in the Hell Community, or did you bring it from another game dungeon?"
Qiao Song did not answer the question about the crow, but asked: "Which floor is the wooden door you want?"
Boss Miao swallowed his saliva and noticed the red moon outside and the strange atmosphere in hell at this time: "18th floor."
Qiao Song thought for a moment and said, "The 18th floor, if I remember correctly, is called Knife Saw Hell?"
The difficulty of the Hell Community increases as you go down. Boss Miao also feels that his request seems a bit unreasonable, and immediately adds:
"I will give you a token. Just go and find the owner of the 18th floor! You don't have the sin number corresponding to the 18th floor, so you won't be judged when you go in!"
Although she was a clockwork cat, she had a very good nose. In the past, she could smell the odor of other guests as soon as they entered the restaurant and determine whether they had committed any related crimes.
Qiao Song and Tang Xiaoxiao were both clean and had almost no extra smell. Even if they went to the 18th floor, they would not be judged by the guys down there.
and……
The clockwork cat's nose, which was like a piece of plastic, moved slightly. She always felt that there was something strange about Qiao Song. She couldn't see the color of the wristband on the player's wrist, as if she was being blinded by some kind of trick.
But this guy's aura is so strange, it makes Meow Monster want to get close to him, but also makes Meow Monster afraid of him.
As if afraid that the two would disagree, Boss Miao quickly took out a small spatula from the counter and inserted it directly into the drawer of the counter like a key.
"How about this? I'll let you clear my level of the game first. Although the gates of hell are closed, I still have the remaining strength to temporarily create a simple game in the restaurant. It will be enough for you to clear the level and check in!"
Boss Miao did what she said. She went behind the counter and fiddled with it for a while. Suddenly, there was a clicking sound in the restaurant, as if something was being wound up.
The entire Youguo Restaurant was like a rotating music box. The dining tables were actually slowly turning. The restaurant, which had suffered some unknown attack before, finally turned on the lights, scaring some players who were fleeing to the upper floors outside.
"Huh? Wasn't there news that there was a problem with the 9th floor? How come it's still running?"
A player peeked outside for a while and seemed to have discovered that this oil pan restaurant was different from what others had reported.
"Hey, I think I heard someone say that this game wasn't this difficult before. The table and pot seem to have gotten smaller."
When many players noticed that Clockwork Cat had lowered the difficulty of the game, their eyes lit up and they rushed in.
"Hey, hey, are you guys going to open the door? I want to join in, too. Is this a game where I can check in?"
Boss Miao was worried that no one would come. If she wanted to play a game in the hall, she would have to run at least five tables. Now there were only Qiao Song and Tang Xiaoxiao. She was still thinking about how to recruit some players. She didn't expect that this group of players who were eager to punch out were much more anxious than her.
After all, a large number of players are now rushing to the upper floors. If you encounter a game that opens a door in the middle and is not very difficult, of course you have to rush in.
"Wait a minute! Add me in, too!"
"But this is a 9th level game, it doesn't seem to be that easy."
"Hey, Lao Zhao, who knows how crowded the upper floors will be. Why are you still hesitating? Let's go to this first!"
Soon more players joined in. When there were 5 people, the broken windows outside the store were directly sealed with a note saying that the store was temporarily closed. However, the lights inside the store were still on. Although some of the lamps even had broken lampshades, this did not affect the big iron pots that had been silent, and they started running again.
Qiao Song and Tang Xiaoxiao were sitting at two small square tables respectively. In front of them was a bubbling oil pan with some objects wrapped in dough floating in it. As the flames at the bottom of the pan rose sharply, the sizzling sound of the oil pan could be heard as it heated up, as well as the screams of the fried objects in the pan.
At this moment, the five seated players also heard the prompt sound in their ears.
[Ding——You have entered the frying game in the oil pan restaurant! ]
[Please take your seats and take out the golden fried food from the pan within the specified time. But please pay attention to your remaining chopsticks at all times. If you run out of chopsticks and are attacked by the fried target multiple times, you may fall into the pan! ]
Qiao Song quickly observed all the furnishings on the table. In addition to the oil pan, there was a chopstick bucket on the left and a large empty iron basin on the right. When the objects in the pan were fried until golden brown, they could be taken out.
The problem is the chopstick holder on the left. A quick glance shows that there are only three pairs of chopsticks, a total of 6.
Moreover, these chopsticks are not made of wood, but more like transparent ice, emitting a faint chill.
Qiao Song immediately realized that these chopsticks were most likely consumables.
"Dear players, please complete the game in time, meow. The game time is one hour!"
Soon after Boss Meow finished speaking, the players' tables began to spin with the frying pan.
"Shit, why is this thing still moving?"
The male player sitting next to Qiao Song, who had a full beard, immediately grabbed the corner of the table and quickly used chopsticks to pick up a golden object in the pot. However, he didn't use the chopsticks very well and failed to hold the object firmly, and was almost hit by the object in the pot.
These doughs are screaming while being fried in the frying pan. No one knows what is wrapped inside. Although they are fried like this, they are still alive. Chopsticks can restrain them, but if they are not held firmly, these guys will jump up and attack the players.
Moreover, if the chopsticks are held in the wrong position, the fried food will fall off and fall back into the oil pan, splashing a lot of oil.
The power of this oil should not be underestimated. When it fell on the table, you could even hear the wooden table top crackling, as if it was not just oil, but more like sulfuric acid.
For a moment, the whole restaurant was filled with cries of pain and curses.
Qiao Song and Tang Xiaoxiao both had relatively steady hands, and when the small square table and they started spinning together like spinning teacups, they didn't even raise their heads. Instead, they focused their attention and quickly used the transparent chopsticks to pick up the golden fried food tumbling in the pan.
When other players are afraid of being bitten back by these things, they will try to be safe by picking up some long, thin fried foods first. However, Qiao Song is different. When she starts, she directly tackles the most difficult round meatballs.
These round spheres were fried until golden and crispy. Although they were covered with a layer of breadcrumbs, you could still vaguely see their facial features. When Qiao Song stretched out her transparent crystal chopsticks nearby, these guys even opened their mouths and tried to bite the tip of her chopsticks.
Qiao Song snorted coldly, poked the meatball through with a chopstick, picked it up quickly and put it directly into the large iron basin.
You like to open your mouth and bite chopsticks, right? The mouth is the weak spot of most creatures, even if they are ghosts with only one head floating in a frying pan.
A moment later, the fried objects in her iron pan began to scream. This time they were not trying to attack her chopsticks or herself, but to avoid this plague god who was quick, accurate and ruthless.
Qiao Songke didn't care what these fried foods were thinking. She worked quickly, turning the oil pan over from time to time. As long as she found that the color met the golden requirement on the wall, she would immediately scoop the food out.
Since Qiao Song picked up the round balls first, the strip-shaped fried shrimps that twisted their bodies to attack her were not so difficult to deal with.
The chopsticks in her hand were getting shorter and shorter. As expected, these chopsticks made of transparent blocks were consumables. She still had two pairs left that she had not used. If she could only pick up three or four meatballs with one pair of chopsticks, they would no longer be usable.
Not far from Qiao Song, at another table that was spinning and getting closer to her, there was a bearded man who was a little carsick. After the table rotated, his face was almost blue and he looked like he was about to vomit.
The rotating table was already making the bearded man feel a little uncomfortable, and he wasn't very good at using chopsticks. When he tried to pick up a long object, he grabbed it too off to the side, and the object's tail swung, causing it to fall back into the frying pan.
The bearded man had a wound on his hand as he had been burned by the splashed oil. Seeing this, he was ready to grab it with his left hand in a hurry.
"ah!!!"
A red wound immediately appeared on his left hand. He was actually bitten by that fried shrimp-like thing!
The bite wound quickly turned red and blisters formed. What was even more troublesome was that one of the chopsticks in his right hand was knocked off in a panic.
Even though he was injured like this, this guy hasn't used any skills yet. When other players know that they can't deal with the objects in the oil pan, even if they don't use skills, they will start using props.
For example, Tang Xiaoxiao simply took a book and put it in front of her. Any fried things that wanted to attack her would be directly fanned back by the book. Even if the oil splashed, it would be blocked by the book. It combined offense and defense and protected her tightly.
Qiao Song was the most comfortable one. She could fight with the fried objects with just a pair of chopsticks, occasionally piercing a screaming meatball, and even interacting with the crow on her shoulder: "How come you're still standing here after the game has started?"
But the little crow could only cackle. Although it did not disturb Qiao Song's game, it also had no intention of leaving her shoulder.
Qiao Song glanced at the crow a few times and then didn't bother to care about it anymore.
When she was working part-time at a roadside stall, she fried meatballs for a whole summer. It was easy for her to pick up round objects with long chopsticks. Even if these round objects could attack people, it was just a matter of poking them with a few more chopsticks.
Qiao Song used his chopsticks as fast as a javelin, which made his neighbors feel worse.
The bearded man has never used any props or skills, but after being injured many times, he accidentally lost a chopstick, and now the number of chopsticks he has left is seriously insufficient.
There were only 10 minutes left and he only had one chopstick in his hand.
But his neighbor Qiao Song still had a pair of complete chopsticks in the chopstick bucket, and the pair in his hand was obviously just taken out. It was a complete pair of transparent chopsticks that exuded a cool feeling.
Qiao Song knew that this guy was observing her, but she was in a state of having the desire but not the courage to do so. Qiao Song did not even spare a glance at him, but she noticed that the two players who came in from the back made quite a noise.
"Old Zhao! Have you finished buffering your skills? If not, I have some extra chopsticks here. Don't keep silent like a mute. Come to me when you are about to be killed by these fried foods. It will be too late to save you then!"
As soon as a lady wearing glasses finished yelling, the timid and taciturn man at the table next to her finally unfolded the drawing in his hand.
"It's okay. I'm fine now. It should be solved in one go."
【Urban planner's construction sketch】
[Every city has its own skeleton. Only when roads, buildings, and even flowers, trees, and rivers are placed in the right position can the possibility of the city becoming sick be greatly reduced. Of course, for you, each complete small frame is a miniature city. You can adjust their positions and change their shapes at any time, provided that you also remember every line in the entire city frame and the appearance of every movable object.]
The middle-aged man called Lao Zhao could only defend himself with chopsticks at first and rarely succeeded in picking up things from the oil pan, until he finally memorized the appearance of every fried object in the pan.
"City construction loading, moving A1, A2, A3 to dock warehouse."
He muttered something to himself, and then quickly used the chopsticks that were always bullied before. This time, the things in the oil pan were as obedient as ordinary fried meatballs, and they did not resist at all. He tried several times before he succeeded. Finally, he picked them up one by one and put them in the big iron basin which he called the warehouse.
Although the colors are a bit blurry, at least I can pass the level within the specified time.
The lady with glasses also breathed a sigh of relief. Her skills were also very unique. She only needed to take a pen and draw circles on a black board, and then use the shortcut keys, and the meatballs in the frying pan would be circled by red lines out of thin air, unable to move.
【Professional PS portable tablet】
【Lasso, cut, move, give me a layer, and I can photoshop reality for you! 】
After using the pen and digital tablet, the targets that she could not pick up with chopsticks would flash in the air and appear directly in the basin next to her.
However, this skill seemed to consume a lot of her energy. After using it a few times, she began to use chopsticks obediently to deal with the remaining one or two fried objects.
Everyone was making good progress, except the bearded man near Qiao Song.
The tables in the Youguo Restaurant were constantly rotating, just like bumper cars, and would occasionally get very close to other players. The bearded man stared at Qiao Song for a long time, and the other players were all using skills and props, and they didn't look easy to mess with.
Only this female player remained low-profile from beginning to end. Although it seemed that she was not a simple person, she was at least a female player, and her gender and age were very suitable for her skills.
The bearded man finally couldn't help but speak: "Beauty, can you lend me a pair of chopsticks? I can buy them with soul coins, or anything else in exchange."
Although Qiao Song was reluctant, he unconsciously turned his head to look over.
In her field of vision, a blooming cherry tree suddenly appeared, the bearded man disappeared, and only a fair and handsome boy was left facing her. In the beautiful background like a girl's cartoon, the handsome man even winked playfully, as if brewing the lines for a beautiful encounter.
"My beautiful lady, you..."
Qiao Song was instantly overwhelmed, and before he even finished speaking, he spat out in disgust: "Get lost."
The psychedelic scenes around him faded away in an instant, leaving only the shocked bearded man: "Impossible... My skills don't work on you! Don't you like men? "
[Love at first sight is of course due to beauty]
[Use this skill on any male human creature to temporarily confuse the other person and satisfy one of your requests. If you use this skill on your lover for a long time, as your love deepens, you can even make the other person work for you in exchange for your life.]
This skill is very useful even when used on strangers. After all, the bearded man will never make excessive demands, such as exchanging soul coins for props. In this case, as long as you have a little bit of goodwill, you can gain the other party's trust.
But Qiao Song's liking for him was negative.
Because at that moment, after the disguise on the bearded man's face disappeared, she recognized him. It was A Yue, who met his girlfriend in the apartment on the first floor, tricked his girlfriend to the Scissors Salon on the second floor, and was finally drawn on the wanted poster.
A scumbag who cheated on his girlfriend dared to use such seductive skills on her?
Realizing that something was wrong, A Yue immediately ran away, trying his best to avoid further encounter with Qiao Song. Qiao Song let out a click and heard the system's prompt.
[Ding——The game time has ended. Congratulations to everyone for successfully completing the Oil Pan Hell mini-game! ]
The game actually ended at this critical juncture. Clockwork Cat lowered the difficulty and marked every player present with a clearance mark. However, some players with a high degree of completion would receive a small oil pan as a reward.
The bearded man was the only one who did not get a reward, and he could only pass the level with wounds on his hands. This was why he used his skills at the last moment and wanted to exchange a pair of chopsticks from Qiao Song.
Who knew that with one skill, he could charm an iron plate that could hit people.
Amid the caws' gloating caws, as soon as the Oil Pan Hell mini-game ended, Qiao Song took out his sledgehammer and directly stopped A Yue, who was trying to disguise his appearance with a beard.
"Where do you want to go?"
A Yue, whose way was blocked by the hammer, suddenly trembled and felt that he was instantly three points shorter in front of this woman.
"S-Sorry, I didn't use my skill on purpose. I wanted to exchange it with soul coins, not for free!"
Qiao Song didn't care about his explanation. He glanced at his ten intact fingers and said calmly, "Don't shake. I just have something to ask you."
She pulled out a piece of paper.
It is the wanted poster of A Yue without the beard as disguise.
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Ninth level: Oil pan hell (restaurant (deep-fried
Those who sell sex, whore, rob, bully the weak, kidnap women and children, falsely accuse and slander others, and try to seize other people's property and wives will be sent to the Oil Pot Hell after death. They will be stripped naked and thrown into a hot oil pot and fried. Depending on the severity of the crime, they will be fried multiple times... Sometimes, those who have committed serious sins will be escorted by the little ghosts to the Oil Pot Hell to warm up just after they come out of the Iceberg Hell (the eighth layer)...
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