Chapter 70 This is the Ghostland
Coleman responded respectfully, then stood up and followed him into the kitchen.
The girl opened the kitchen cupboard and looked around, and found several jars that appeared to be filled with tea.
She opened them one by one and saw some white powder in the first jar, some sticky red liquid in the second jar. She could smell a strong fishy smell as soon as she opened it, and the third jar contained something similar to dried meat, which was obviously also going to be soaked.
These three things all give girls bad associations.
After noticing that Coleman had also entered the kitchen, she looked at Coleman helplessly while holding the jar: "Sister?"
Coleman nodded: "I'll come over to see you."
"I...what should I use to make tea?"
Although the housekeeper finally told her to use whatever kind was right, if she made the wrong kind, it would definitely anger the hostess, and she was fired on the spot for this reason.
Coleman also went over to check the three jars: "Don't panic yet."
After saying that, she walked around the kitchen and finally found the dishes that had not been washed in the sink in the corner.
Among them are several cups for holding tea, some of which are white porcelain cups with gold rims. They are very exquisite and are obviously used by the host of the house and the guests.
There were also some rougher cups scattered around on the other side, probably for the servants in the house.
Coleman breathed a sigh of relief and brought each cup to his nose and took a deep sniff.
If their daily habit is to use that sticky red liquid to make tea for guests, the cups that have not been washed in time will definitely be stained with that fishy smell to a certain extent.
However, none of the exquisite white porcelain cups with gold rims in the pool were stained with that fishy smell, but some of the crudely made cups were stained with it.
It seems that the master of this family does not use red liquid to make tea, only the servants may use it.
Coleman searched for the garbage bag again. When he found it, he picked up a stick that he didn't know what it was used for and started picking through the garbage bag.
If the family is used to making tea with that kind of dried meat, they should throw away the dried meat after drinking the tea. Looking through the garbage can determine how often this kind of tea is made.
I didn't see much dried meat, but I did see a lot of white residue.
After reading it, Coleman restored the garbage bag and said, "Just use the white one."
The girl immediately put the remaining two jars back, leaving only the one with some powder: "Then...how much should I make?"
Coleman thought for a moment and said, "I think the hostess seems to want to entertain all of us. Go see how many clean cups there are. If there are more, make thirteen cups."
The girl nodded, found a set of teacups from the cupboard, counted out thirteen, picked up a small spoon to get the powder, and boiled water to make tea.
Now that he was finally out of the sight of the housekeeper and the owner of the manor, Coleman took this opportunity to ask, "Where are you from and how did you get here? Do you know where this is?"
The girl paused in scooping the powder and looked back at her: "...We all know that. Don't you know that?"
Coleman did not answer directly, but cast a probing look and asked, "What are you doing here?"
"In order to get deeper into this place and find out the situation here. So we are here to die."
Coleman had helped and advised her twice in a row. The girl was very grateful and had a good impression of Coleman, so she had no intention of hiding anything.
The girl looked around and made sure that there was really no one around. Then she leaned close to Coleman's ear and whispered on her shoulder, "This is a restricted area of the Federal Empire, a whole ghost area.
We all come from the Federation Empire. We were selected for various reasons and were considered unsuitable to continue living in the Empire. We were thrown in to explore this place. They all hope that we can bring back more or less of the situation here. "
Coleman repeated: "Throw it in?"
"Yes." The girl nodded. "Some of us are vicious criminals who break the law. Some are thrown in because their families owe money. Some are thrown in because they are considered to lack sufficient potential. We all know how we got in. So I'm curious, sister, aren't you and us the same kind of people?"
She didn't seem to really want an answer. She paused for a moment before asking, "Is it true that there are still human survivors on the other side of this ghostland? Did you come in from that side?"
"Is it possible?"
The girl thought for a moment, lowered her voice, and said quickly: "I have never seen anyone who was sent in here and could get out alive. But the legends about the forbidden area are still circulating in the empire."
"It is said that the origin of this forbidden area is that when ghosts first appeared in the world, an ancestor found the most powerful ancestor ghost among them and sealed it here using the core seal."
"So we are now in its sleeping place. We have a saying that the original ghost was also a human being. After being sealed, it dreamed of the scene when it was still a human being during its sleep, which is this place now. So this entire area must follow the rules in its memory, and we'd better follow its will as well."
The girl finished telling the legendary story, and the water boiled. He picked up the kettle to mix the powder, and forced a smile while stirring: "Although we know in advance that we are here to die and no one can escape, who doesn't want to live a little longer?"
So that's how it is. No wonder the Wheel of Time and Space reminded them that it's best not to alarm Batty and not to let Batty notice that there is something wrong with this world.
Its impression is definitely not a complete reproduction of reality, and there are big bugs in it, just like the chess game outside now. But it can't find it itself, and as long as others don't show any strangeness, it will think everything is normal.
After hearing this story, Coleman nodded thoughtfully: "So this is the reason why the butler never hurts us directly?"
"Yes. I didn't know before I came in, but now I think it might be because it also has to follow the rules and act like a good housekeeper according to the impression of the ancestor ghost."
Coleman asked again: "Then do you know whose dream this is?"
The girl shook her head: "I don't know, but maybe..."
The girl stopped talking, found a large tray, put the cups of brewed tea on it one by one, and then carefully carried it out of the kitchen.
The hostess sat on the sofa, stopped looking at the chessboard, turned her neck stiffly, and stared at them with a smile.
At this time, there was a lot of cursing and fighting on the chessboard, and it was a tragic scene, but Lu Jiamu was about to win the game.
The girl walked up to them carrying a large tray, and the hostess immediately reached out and picked up a cup, holding it and taking a sip.
The butler also came out from behind the sofa, picked up a cup and gently placed it on the face without any facial features, then said with a bit of disappointment: "Well, this is indeed our favorite tea. Your cooking skills are very good."
The hostess put down the teacup, smiled stiffly, and called out, "Hurry up and share it with everyone."
At this time, Lu Jiamu whispered "I'm sorry", then directly pinched his chess piece and swallowed the king on the other side.
The cursing on the chessboard stopped instantly, and there seemed to be many voices of relief.
The hostess asked, "Is it fun to play chess with Batty?"
Lu Jiamu took a teacup from the tray, took a sip, and replied with a smile: "Not bad."
Although it was just a small sip, he could already taste the bitterness in the teacup. It was very unpalatable.
“This tea is good.”
Lu Jiamu kept smiling, glanced downwards and shook the teacup. The white powder that had not completely dissolved in the water swayed gently at the bottom of the cup.
The butler had already walked up to them and put the remaining chess pieces into the chess box one by one.
The hostess asked again: "Would you like to play another round with Batty?"
Lu Jiamu put down the teacup: "I'll listen to you."
The hostess said to the butler, "Go and replace the missing chess piece."
The butler bowed respectfully and went upstairs with the chess box.
At this time, the other applicants had also received their own teacups. Looking at the turbid white soup in the teacups, they all had bad associations and their faces changed instantly.
The hostess asked: "What's wrong? Why don't you drink it? This is our favorite tea. You don't have the chance to drink it normally."
The others had no choice but to pick up their teacups, pinch their noses and take a sip, then quickly put them down, and then took the opportunity to praise the unpalatable liquid against their will.
But they were all sensible enough not to ask what it was.
The hostess nodded in satisfaction and asked Lu Jiamu, "How is our Batti's chess skill?"
Lu Jiamu replied: "For her age, she is already very good."
When Batti heard the tutor praising her, she smiled sweetly with joy.
The hostess replied maliciously: "Then you should play more games with Barty and teach him more."
A moment later, the butler came down from upstairs again with a chess box. After opening the lid, everyone saw that the dwarf chess pieces consumed in the previous game had been replaced one by one, and many new faces appeared in the chess box.
The hostess and the housekeeper seemed to have no work to do and were just looking at the chessboard with great interest.
The hostess suddenly said, "It's hard for Barty to improve his chess skills since you always play with him alone. What about them?"
Lu Jiamu immediately smiled and said, "They don't really understand the rules of chess, so I'll just play with Batty. Batty, can I play with you?"
Batty nodded: "Okay."
The hostess had no choice but to say, "Okay."
As soon as Lu Jiamu picked up the first chess piece, he heard another strong curse: "M! Did you hear that!"
Soon, the chessboard was filled with curses again.
Coleman once again gained a new understanding of his strong psychological qualities.
The housekeeper watched for a while, and seeing that Lu Jiamu seemed to be unable to lose this round, he raised his wrist to reveal his watch, and suddenly pointed at a personal servant: "It's getting late, we should start tidying up the room. You, go and change clothes for my little master's beloved dolls."
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