Chapter 93
The boiling water was bubbling.
The middle-aged man looked at the red shop across the street and asked, "How about we go there to eat?"
The park pointed to the hotel next door and asked, "Why can't we go there?"
The middle-aged man took a look. It was a large hotel building. The exterior was blue and white. The windows had railings and the curtains inside were white, fluttering in the wind. However, the windows were tightly closed, without any gaps or balconies. It looked very closed. The blue and white would make people dizzy if they looked at it for a while, as if -
Saw the blue and white striped mental hospital gowns.
The middle-aged man frowned and asked, "Do you like this?"
Paradise said, “No.”
The middle-aged man asked, "You pay?"
Paradise said: "Of course not!"
The middle-aged man opened his mouth to refuse, but Leyuan paused and suddenly changed his tone and said, "It's not impossible for me to pay."
He asked: "If I pay, can a group of people follow me in to eat?"
The middle-aged man choked and felt like he had swallowed a stone bun. He frowned and said, "It's not impossible, but you have to pay first. We can't just wait here for you to make money, right? Who knows when you can come up with that sum of money! This kind of place is obviously very expensive. Do you think we have that much money? Anyway, I don't."
By this point, he had calmed down and looked at the amusement park as if he was looking at a child making trouble. "If you want to go, I won't stop you. If you don't want to go, I can accept you going with us. I don't have extra money to give you to go to a place like that. Who knows if you can't control yourself once you go in and spend money recklessly? You might end up in debt."
He became nervous. "I'm warning you in advance. If you owe me money, I won't pay you back. If you lose something, I won't find it for you. It will just be a waste of my time."
Leyuan nodded: "I know."
He looked at the middle-aged man and said, "Actually, I didn't intend to ask you to pay me. I mean, if I owe you money, it won't have much to do with you. You can rest assured. Anyway, you won't meddle in other people's business. So, why not settle the bill? That's great."
Paradise sneered.
The middle-aged man didn't mind his emotions. He still used the old-fashioned attitude of an elder to treat a troublesome child. He said in a gentle tone, "Okay, go ahead. I'll wait for you here."
He said, "If you don't come back after a while, I'll leave and we'll have dinner there. If you can't find us when you come back, just go over there and take a look. We should be able to see each other. Unless it's too late when you come back and we've finished eating and are planning to go somewhere else, we can't go to He Meizi's house right after dinner. That's too much."
Paradise asked: "Where is the excess?"
The middle-aged man laughed and said, "Going to someone else's house right after dinner is like going to gossip, which is not good. It can easily bring bad reputation to the other family. It is also possible that because the time interval between the two meetings is too short, the host may feel that a group of freeloaders have come to his house, which makes him feel uncomfortable. It is not polite, so I say it is excessive."
He seems to have not adjusted and is still in that state, but this state is profitable for the park.
Le Yuan didn't correct him and nodded.
Number Five covered her throat and squatted down a little bit, lowering her head. Her hair was messy and scattered like a bird's nest. Everyone else remembered that before she entered He Meizi's house, that is, this morning, her hair was still neat and tidy. Under the bright light, it looked shiny and beautiful. It could be said that her hair was like clouds. Just looking at her hair, she was very elegant and well-maintained.
But now it was not like before. Number Five's body began to tremble. After a burst of uncontrollable limb shaking, Number Five fell to his knees on the ground, head down, with his face touching the ground. His body seemed to still have some self-awareness and was not completely stuck to the ground. It looked like a triangle, but not quite standard.
Number Six approached her cautiously and asked, "What's wrong with you?"
Number Five shook her head slowly, looking very exhausted. Number Six thought she was feeling very uncomfortable, so she lowered her head, bent her waist, and moved closer to Number Five, and asked cautiously, "Do you want to say something?"
Or, do you have anything to say to me?
Number Six thought this was the other party's last words.
But No. 5 said in a hoarse and weak voice: "I can't survive..."
Before she finished speaking, she screamed: "Ah——"
There was a crackling sound from Number Five's spine, as if a string of firecrackers exploded inside. Number Five's head tilted, and she looked completely unconscious. Number Six was very close to her, and the others thought that Number Five was dead, but Number Six knew that was not the case. Number Five was not dead, she was still alive, and more vibrant than before.
A terrifying gesture.
Number Six involuntarily took a step back, feeling scared.
At this moment, No. 5's body straightened up, and there was another crackling sound, this time like frying beans. No. 5's head suddenly fell below his neck, swaying on his chest and back, and then firmly solidified on his back, forming a symmetrical and sharp contrast with the bulging chest in front.
The broken neck part turned from blood red to green, and green buds grew inside. Number Five's body became thick and swollen, as if it was hollow inside. His skin was bumpy and turned from green to brown-red, like a newly grown but very thick layer of bark. A brown root grew under his feet and penetrated into the ground.
The roots can move on their own, and when they move, they are like a worm, moving at a very fast speed, like a flying arrow in the air, terrifying and weird, with an inexplicable and majestic beauty.
The ground was pierced by this thing and cracked. The bottom was black, as if there was an abyss with no bottom, and it was filled with thick grayish-white fog.
Some colorful and crystal clear things grew out of the tree, one by one, like a handful of huge peppercorns. However, if you look closely, you can see that they are actually a pile of candies.
Just like the candies in the candy box that He Meizi found at home, just like the candies that He Meizi bought himself to give away.
Number Six screamed, took out the candy from his pocket and threw it aside. The candy rolled on the ground, stopped, and turned into a human head. It turned towards Number Six with a gentle smile, but Number Six knew at a glance that it was clearly full of malice.
Black flames burned, the human head disappeared, and the ground was covered with broken, crystal clear candies, colorful candy fragments and candy wrappers that wrapped the candies, lying quietly on the ground and flying up when the wind blew. The candy wrappers could fly, which was not weird, but the candy fragments flying up was very strange, like a pile of black snowflakes and strangely shaped bullets.
Number Six murmured, "This shouldn't be the case. This shouldn't be the case..."
Number Six, muttering to himself, could not stand the turn of events. He turned around and was about to run away, but in an instant, he was trapped by the roots of the tree that Number Five had transformed into. His feet went soft and he stumbled to the ground, hitting his chin on the ground, breaking the skin and bleeding. It looked like he needed to go to the hospital to see a doctor for stitches. It wasn't serious, but it wasn't very minor either.
Number Six suffered a double blow both mentally and physically. His vision went dark and he fell limply to the ground, unconscious.
Number Five smiled and reached out to Number Six, holding him in his arms. Number Six's skin changed from normal color to cyan, and then from cyan to brown-red. Small bumps grew on the smooth surface. They were black at first, and gradually faded under the sunlight and turned light white. Finally, the surface layer of skin became transparent, revealing the shape and color of the candy inside.
Under the skin are countless small colorful candy particles, not fragments, but it makes no difference now.
Number Six opened his mouth, and a handful of candies fell out of his mouth. They were all colorful, very beautiful, and very small and exquisite. If you saw this kind of thing in a shopping mall, some people might like it and want to buy it home, but it was obviously not appropriate at this time.
The others all thought of the same thing. Did Mei Zi buy this candy because she knew that some of them would become like this after eating it in front of them, so she wanted them to respect her or fear her or never go there again? Or did she buy this candy because she was attracted by its beauty and it happened to be neither expensive nor heavy at that time?
They shuddered.
The ground was covered with candies. When No. 7 touched the candies, he was shocked and his body became stiff. He watched the skin on his ankles turn brown, and the lower part grew thin roots like broken spider webs. As soon as these roots grew out, they quickly drilled into the ground, as if a lost child found his way home.
An indescribable pain came over him, and No. 7 couldn't help but make a sound. At this moment, he found that he could not hear anything, not even his own voice. He felt despair, his eyes widened, and everything in front of him was gradually blurring, just like a person with normal vision experiencing the changes before and after severe myopia in an instant.
He didn't know if he still had any voice. Just as he was thinking about this, he found that he couldn't think. His brain seemed like solidified lard, very dull and greasy. He opened his mouth and spit out a lot of candies. He had become a new candy tree.
他看起來是最漂亮的那一顆，根系密密麻麻，枝幹筆直，樹葉是晶瑩剔透的幽綠色，樹葉子都是後來長的，長在他橫七豎八的枝丫表面，這些枝丫是從他的皮膚表面長出來的，像是從毛孔裏面鑽出來的，但是無所謂，反正他已經無法感受到痛苦了，究竟從哪裏出來也不要緊。
這些葉子底下，是彩色的果實，說不清像什麽，但是閉上眼睛感覺，很有夜間燈籠的熱鬧。
“他們死了嗎？”
八號小心翼翼問。
“大概是。”
樂園打量他們。
七號完全變成了糖果樹，就算是表面疙疙瘩瘩也不影響整體的美觀，八號被看得往後退了一步，一陣惡寒，心想，我可不會變成糖果樹，我也不想變成那樣！
他只敢在心裏這麽喊，因為他知道，如果這話叫出來，是說不定會怎麽樣的。
他又不想挨打又不想挨罵，有什麽話都在心裏說完了就夠了，其他的，不提也罷。
中年男人問樂園：“你還想去找那個酒店？”
樂園說：“是啊。”
中年男人點了點頭：“那你現在就去吧。再過一段時間可能就來不及吃飯了，太晚到別人家裏去也不是合适的事情。”
樂園轉身離開，鐘仁跟着走了，中年男人本來想制止一下，但是，轉念一想，制止了也沒有用處，那兩個人是一直走在一起的，就算暫時不在一起，也不會造成影響，不如算了，多說一句話，就好像是多當了一天的瘟神，不提也罷。
他還不想走在路上就被人套麻袋。
“要是所有人都死了就好了。”
中年男人感慨地說了一句話。
其他人都離得很遠，沒有聽見，看見他轉過身來，就問：“我們不是要吃飯嗎？去哪裏吃飯？”
輪到中年男人驚奇了，他打量人群問：“你們現在還能吃飯？”
八號說：“那怎麽辦？人是鐵飯是鋼，我們總不能不吃飯吧！誰願意餓得要死不活還在路上走來走去，甚至要繼續跟着其他人工作？
且不說我們本來并不互相認識，沒有默契，沒有一起工作的經驗，也不熟悉其他人的思維和行動方式，一系列的問題都能導致我們工作不順利。
結果連飯也沒有可以吃的了，我們豈不是半路就要餓死了？就算是要死，我也要吃飽了再上路，你不知道嗎？臨死之前都有斷頭飯，你不能連那點食物都不給我們就要我們跟你工作。那是不公平的，我們都是正常人，不是古代的奴隸，不會聽你的！”
中年男人笑道：“不是？”
他點了點頭：“你們确實不是奴隸，但是你們要是不聽我的話，我可以讓你們感受到比奴隸更凄慘的遭遇，我想你們是不會喜歡的。”
八號喊道：“那也不見得！”
中年男人盯着他笑着問：“哦，這麽說，你是知道什麽？還是想試一試？”
八號有點被看得害怕，就退縮了，喃喃道：“我又不是膽小鬼，我怕什麽？這裏這麽多人呢。要是死了，也還有人記得我，也有人可以給我收屍，我究竟有什麽可害怕的？反正現在已經沒事了，我又沒有吃糖果，怕什麽？我怕什麽！”
他喊了起來：“我才不害怕你！你有什麽本事盡管使出來吧！我告訴你，你就是把我們怎麽樣，也不頂用，你殺得了一個，殺不了一群，就算殺了我們，也還有那兩個人走出去的，你有本事殺了我們，也不算什麽，他們還是可以當漏網之魚，你敢殺了他們嗎？”
九號吓得臉色慘白，連忙使勁抓住了八號的衣服，喊道：“你不能這樣！”
人群的目光都看了過來，九號知道自己這樣不對，放低了聲音說：“你不要随便說什麽死啊活啊，很不吉利，你是不知道應該避諱嗎？就算從前沒有人告訴你這個，好吧。我現在告訴你了，我警告你，你要是害得我們都死了，我是做鬼也不會放過你的。”
八號嗤笑道：“做鬼？這種地方要是能做鬼還好一些呢。你看他們，我們這一路上少了多少人了！你見過誰變成鬼回來的？你見過哪一個變成鬼回來找我們報仇了？”
九號又急又氣，怒道：“你這人，怎麽不聽勸？好吧。随便你，你可以想說什麽就說什麽，只限于你自己，你別想把我們都帶上，我可不陪着你去死，你要死自己去死，現在就去死，最好是自殺，我可不會在乎，你以為我們在乎你嗎？并不！你要是敢再那樣詛咒我們——”
他頓了頓，突然想起來進來之前的事情，陰森森對八號說：“我們就殺了你。我們又不是沒有殺過。你以為我們會害怕殺人嗎？那可不見得。”
八號有點害怕了，臉色發綠：“你們這樣做是違法的。”
九號笑道：“違法？聽說過緊急避險嗎？如果我餓得要死了，就算是闖進商店去吃光了所有的食物也不會算是違法，因為這是緊急避險，因為我不吃那些東西我就會死，在死亡面前，活人都應該讓步！你也是。你不算什麽，你什麽也不是，你根本不特別。你聽見了？”
八號被激怒了：“你在胡說八道什麽？”
九號一下子意識到，八號的痛點在于，注意。
八號想要人群的注意，所以站出來，想讓所有人的目光就像是舞臺上的聚光燈一樣落在他身上，他已經把自己當成演員了，可他連偶像的身份都沒有，更別提其他，正如九號所說，他是什麽都沒有的人。
八號一下子揪住了九號的衣領子，一拳打了過去：“叫你胡說！”
九號猝不及防，心裏還在竊喜自己感覺敏銳發現了端倪，被這麽一打，火氣也出來了，怒道：“你以為你打贏了我就算了不得？不可能！我又不是拳擊冠軍，又沒有學過跆拳道，又不常鍛煉，你打過了我，只能證明你是恃強淩弱，你一個垃圾罷了！”
他更加高興興奮喊道：“你是垃圾，你是錯誤，你是該死的那一個！”
九號對人群喊道：“殺了他！他會給我們帶來死亡和災難！我們要回家，我們要活下去，我們不能因為他死在這裏啊！殺了他！”
人群有些騷動，但很快平息了，十號走出來說：“你們兩個之間的矛盾不要牽扯我們進去，我們可不是你們的擋箭牌和手裏的槍！”
九號感受到自己被斥責，臉上火辣辣的，一片都紅了起來，很快，連脖子也紅了。
他和八號奮力打了起來。
他們兩個都在地上翻滾，揪着對方的衣服，去扒拉對方的鞋子，去扯對方的頭發和襪子，用牙齒咬，用指甲抓，頭發亂糟糟的，鞋子掉了一半，衣服也打開了，扣子好像在路上不見了，還有一顆糖從口袋裏面滾出來，咕嚕嚕鑽進了不遠處下水道的蓋子縫隙裏面，撲通。
或許是水花濺起的聲音。
誰也不在乎那個。
中年男人問：“你們要在這裏打架？”
他喃喃道：“我還以為你們都很喜歡吃飯。”
十號喊道：“我們是很想吃飯，我們都餓了，現在就帶我們去吃飯吧！我們保證之後不會有人像這樣的。他們兩個只是特別的例子。”
一聽到特別八號就頓了一下，九號一拳打過去，打在了八號的眼睛裏，八號捂住自己的臉哀嚎起來：“啊——好痛，我的眼睛，我的眼睛好像掉了，我的眼睛是不是壞了，我看不見了，我要變成瞎子了！我是不是要死了？”
他喊道：“我跟你勢不兩立！啊啊啊——”
九號覺得自己戰勝了，從地上爬起來，拍了拍衣服，整理了一下衣袖和衣領子，慢條斯理重新給自己扣上扣子，又拉了一下歪歪扭扭的襪子，穿好了鞋子，昂着頭說：“我不跟你計較。”
他說這話的聲音很輕，但帶着一股無法讓八號無視的驕傲自滿，八號更加憤怒起來，心想，你給我等着，今天輸了，不代表以後都會輸，更何況，我也沒有輸！我只是被偷襲了，你以為自己贏了？不，你只是偷襲了，得到了一點甜頭，別以為自己了不得了，我可不會認輸。
他冷笑一聲，緊緊攥着拳頭，站了起來，沒有那麽多花裏胡哨的行動，摸了一把亂糟糟灰撲撲的頭發，就跟在了人群後面。
看他的态度，已經證明他願意偃旗息鼓了。
十號更加緊迫地看向中年男人，意思是，我們這裏已經有人證明之後不會出事了，你還不帶路去吃飯嗎？
你還不帶路去吃飯嗎！
中年男人說：“那好，你們跟我走。”
他頓了頓問：“你們不等那兩人了？”
這話有點幸災樂禍的意思。
十號說：“我們可顧不得了，他們要是知道我們是為了吃飯，肯定不會計較的，我們又不是讓他們也不要吃，只是各自在一個地方吃飯，沒什麽大不了的，他們要是連這個都在乎，早就不會跟我們走在一起了，難道他們和我們相處這麽久，還沒有你了解嗎？放心吧。”
中年男人問：“那他們回來了，找不到我們，發脾氣找誰呢？”
十號不耐煩：“誰負責？我們餓得要死，你負責嗎？你要是不負責，他們什麽時候發脾氣都是你負責，你要是負責，我們能幫你一把就替你一次，你以為能怎麽樣？我們又不能打得過他們。誰都知道，他們是我們之中最強大的兩個了。能活到現在也算不錯。我勸你，別多說。”
中年男人點頭：“那好就去旁邊吃一碗面吧。”
十號聽到只是吃面有點失望，但是想到之前中年男人都不同意去酒店吃飯就知道錢不多而且對方很不想在這裏用錢，可以理解，如果他有錢也不想給一群人吃飯，臉色稍微好了一點說：“那就快點帶路。”
中年男人點頭。
一群人就去了面攤子。
這個面攤子，有種出乎意料的簡陋，但是，對比其他的小攤小販，看起來還算不錯，因為這裏至少有一個巨大的傘可以遮風擋雨遮擋太陽，其他的攤子都沒有這麽大的傘，沒這麽安靜，雖然一個面攤太過安靜也不太對勁，可大家都餓了，顧不得許多了。
十號心想，要是我現在一點都不餓，我是不會吃的，可是我實在是太餓了，我不要忍耐了！我又不是忍者神龜，又不是苦行僧，我為什麽要委屈自己？我才不那樣做！讓那些條條框框去死吧！讓它們全都消失吧！讓所有人都離開我！我要在這裏吃個天荒地老，直到撐得快吐。
他高興起來。
中年男人和老板商量，付了錢，老板高高興興請他們坐下，速度飛快給他們做面吃。
十號坐下來才松了一口氣，心想，到了這裏總不會出什麽問題了吧？
他什麽都不想了。
一路走過來，實在是太累了，幸好偶爾還是有一點可以休息和值得高興的時候。
十號笑眯眯地一直望着老板，老板就把第一碗面遞給他。
“希望你喜歡。”
老板有點不善言辭似的說。
十號點了點頭，看也沒看老板一眼，就開始吃面。
面湯是豔紅色的，面條是圓潤且潔白的，一長條就像是柔軟的蟲子，可愛又美味，也許還有豐富的蛋白質，表面漂浮着一層碎顆粒辣椒，複雜的香氣從裏面沖出來，直入鼻腔，老板看着十號的狼吞虎咽，臉上露出更加溫和的仿佛看着自己家剛剛放學回家的小孩子的神色。
十號吃得滿頭大汗。
他很快就把那一碗面吃完了。
他覺得自己還沒有吃飽就給老板遞碗說：“不好意思，請問我可以在這裏繼續吃嗎？”
老板接過了他的碗，笑道：“好啊，就在這裏吃吧。沒有什麽不好的地方，我很高興這裏又多了一個客人。”
十號點了點頭，沒有覺得這話有什麽不對，但是，在他吃第二碗面的時候，周圍原本空空如也的座位，一個接一個多出人來。
那些人都坐在攤位上，低着頭，大口大口吃面，吃得滿頭大汗也不肯停下來，被辣得一直在吸氣，眼睛都有些被熏得睜不開，還一直流眼淚也不肯不吃。
十號吃飯太專注了，沒有意識到問題，也沒有多看一眼其他地方。
他甚至一直沒擡頭，就像是這輩子的事情除了吃飽沒有其他要求。
他現在确實什麽想法都沒有。
只要能吃飽就好了。
十號在來之前是這樣想的，坐下來的時候是這樣想的，吃面的時候還是這樣想，于是，他的腦子裏就只有這個念頭，再也不會改變了。
其他人看見十號的樣子，有些害怕，不想吃了，中年男人瞪着他們說：“你們要是敢在我面前浪費食物，你們看自己怎麽死！”
九號覺得自己剛剛勝利，非常驕傲，昂着頭，仿佛一只勝利的鬥雞，對中年男人冷笑道：“你別以為自己有什麽了不起的！我們可不會害怕你。對了，我現在不怎麽餓。”
中年男人冷笑道：“有本事你之後也別吃。你以為我在乎？我還少出一碗面的錢呢！我有錢做什麽不好？跟你在這扯閑白。”
他說完就不管九號了。
九號有點郁悶。
八號斜着看了他一眼，有點得意，因為自己沒有被這麽說。
尤其是中年男人在他們之中是一個很特別的存在，既不算是特別危險也不算是特別安全森*晚*整*理，不是他們這樣一起來的人，也不是本來就住在這村子裏的人，又走在前面，好像領頭一樣，被這樣的人訓斥，對八號來說，是很不值得高興的事情，他并不希望那樣。
因此，他認為，九號被中年男人訓斥之後就應該安分下來了。
九號卻看他不順眼了，心想，我讓大家不要吃，你在這裏吃得西裏呼嚕的，你又不是十號，那麽餓，那麽想吃東西，還第一個吃，你在這裏裝什麽？你還坐在我旁邊，你是想膈應我嗎？我說什麽，你就反對什麽，我做什麽，你就跟我對着幹？我不能讓你好過。
他這麽想了，眼珠一轉，就在周圍找合适的可以丢出去的東西，看見了一塊黑色的煤炭，撿起來，捏了一下，發現不是很軟也不是很硬，是既不會打過去只有羞辱意味的東西，也不是打過去就能把人打得皮開肉綻的東西，九號很高興，偷偷摸摸對着八號丢了過去。
八號啊了一聲，眼睛就從眼眶裏面掉了下去，落在面碗裏面，周圍的人都驚呆了。
八號一下子就知道是誰在找麻煩，站起來怒道：“你媽的！不要臉是不是？老子給你他媽的！”
他說着，沖過去，一下子拽住了九號，把人按在地上，打了起來。
旁邊的人是看也不是，阻止也不是，吃飯也不合适，都愣住了。
八號和九號打得難分難解，桌子上的面就漸漸失去了熱氣，一點點變成了青綠色的東西。
看起來像是中了毒的蘑菇。
誰也沒有注意到，因為他們的注意力都在打架這件事上，喜歡看熱鬧也不算過分，他們現在沒到危及性命，更想要找點樂子。
“好！”
“打得他皮開肉綻！”
“打死他！就現在！”
人群開始起哄，有些人都拍手起來。
八號和九號更是為此而感到格外興奮，打得更用力了。
他們兩個都鼻青臉腫的時候，桌上的面碗已經變成黑灰色，一下子坍塌了，桌上只有一堆黑色的灰燼，一陣風吹過，灰燼被吹到了兩個人身上，他們各自打了一個噴嚏，哆哆嗦嗦地停下手來，可是已經來不及了。
他們的手和腳都纏繞起來，就好像他們一開始就是長在一起的兩個人。
他們的表面開始變成黑色，看起來像一大團黑色的扭曲的死結藤蔓。
沒人敢上去拉開他們。
于是，所有人都眼睜睜看着八號和九號抱在一起，變成了一堆灰燼。
老板笑眯眯提着鏟子走出來，将二人從地上鏟起來，那是一堆散發着臭味的東西。
但是，十一號清楚地看見，那東西在進入店門的時候，一點點變成了白色，他忍不住想，遭了，那東西該不會是這裏做面的面粉吧？
他打了個哆嗦，目光落在面前的碗上，又挪到了面碗裏面的紅油辣椒去，心想，沒幹系，就算是那樣的東西，也不是我殺的，也不是我做的，我有什麽不能吃的？我是來吃飯的，我吃飯天經地義！誰能不吃東西？誰不吃我是管不着的，但是誰要是讓我不吃，就是有毛病！
他想清楚了，眼睛一閉就要吃。
中年男人笑眯眯在旁邊對他說：“你不知道，這裏的面，是十裏八鄉都有名的好吃東西呢！你們這次可是正好在這裏，我又帶上了足夠的錢，才有這個口福，如果不是這麽巧合，我看大家都是要餓肚子過的。”
十一號試圖搭話：“要是餓肚子，怎麽辦？”
中年男人似乎知道他的意思，夾起來一團面條，笑嘻嘻地吸溜了面條進入口腔，看起來簡直可以進入喉嚨，但并不影響他說話的聲音，聽起來居然并不十分模糊，而十一號清楚地看見，中年男人的嘴角和臉頰都染上了血液似的紅油，聞起來，格外香氣誘人。
十一號的肚子咕嚕嚕叫了起來。他捂住肚子，試圖遮掩聲音和自己的狀态，但是不甚成功，因為老板看向了他，而中年男人也露出了意味深長的微笑，好像他們都聽見了，他們都知道了，十一號突然有點害怕，手臂不由自主顫抖起來，但他很快控制住了自己。
He forced a smile at the boss and said in a weak voice, "I'll eat it quickly. I'll eat it right now."
He thought, it's just noodles, what's wrong with eating it? I don't know what it's made of, who knows if it's real? Maybe my guess is wrong, this is just an ordinary bowl of noodles that looks very beautiful and delicious. I can't waste food, I can't let the boss down, I can't let myself die here.
He ate it with a fearless attitude.