Chapter 101: Eating Watermelon at the Food Court (29)
Mo Qianhe and Liu Tang both understood the boss's implication.
If the six players were to work together like they did yesterday, all of them would waste more than 5% of the raw materials, and the result would be that everyone would be eliminated.
But if one person reduces sales, it ensures that others achieve their original goals.
"Oh, by the way, only you two know the number of customers who spent money. This is a privilege I give to Mr. Mo because Liu Tang is an old acquaintance." The boss smiled maliciously on the screen.
Mo Qianhe looked up at the Boss, anger surging in his heart.
The boss said innocently, "Why are you looking at me like that? Shouldn't you be thanking me? If I wanted to, I could have you consume all the customers and then find out that the sales target is not met. That way, many people would be eliminated."
When Mo Qianhe heard this, the anger in his eyes became even stronger.
He knew that what the Boss said was right, but he also felt the Boss's deeper malice.
This boss was forcing him and Liu Tang to make a choice.
Boss stroked the armrest of the sofa and looked at Liu Tang with interest. "Then let our most 'kind' old acquaintance, Liu Tang, make the choice. Should we eliminate all players together, or choose one?"
Liu Tang suddenly looked up and looked at Boss.
He recalled the other party's description of him - "a false saint and a hypocrite who does nothing."
It's hard not to think that the current situation, rather than intensifying competition among players, is a choice specifically designed for him.
"Are you doing this specifically to target me?" A deep wrinkle appeared on Liu Tang's chubby head.
"Oh, you finally understand," Boss laughed heartily, "I thought you wouldn't realize it~
"Do you know how difficult it is to arrange a meeting with people you know?"
Liu Tang's heart sank.
No wonder after entering the dungeon this time, he felt that there were so many familiar players among them. It turned out that the other party did it on purpose.
But is the boss’s authority really that great?
Can she really do whatever she wants like this?
Liu Tang looked at Mo Qianhe in front of him, not knowing what to say for a moment.
Mo Qianhe had calmed down at this moment and said, "Since the Boss has set the current rules, our only way out is to sacrifice one player to ensure that the other players pass smoothly.
"Not only will the sacrificed players have a material waste rate exceeding 5%, but they will also have the lowest turnover, so they will definitely be eliminated.
"I've calculated that to ensure that other players reach a turnover of 595 Gourmet Coins, this special player only needs to keep his turnover within 425 coins."
As Liu Tang listened to Mo Qianhe's words, he unconsciously looked at the big screen outside the square. At this moment, except for the milk tea shop that was far ahead of the others, whose turnover exceeded 425 coins, the turnover of other shops just exceeded 400 coins, meeting the "sacrifice" conditions.
Including the stinky tofu shop operated by Mo Qianhe.
"Now what we have to decide is who to sacrifice." Mo Qianhe said, his voice becoming hoarse.
Boss clapped his hands and said, "That's really interesting. Would you rather sacrifice the person you care about most, or sacrifice your other friends who you have a good relationship with?
"It's not a difficult choice for most people, right? But for our 'Saint' Liu Tang, it's difficult~
"After all, you don't want to see any innocent people sacrificed, right?"
Liu Tang felt as if his whole body was about to ooze oil.
"Would you choose me or those strangers you don't even know?"
The quarrel between him and Mo Qianhe before he was born flashed through Liu Tang's mind.
It seemed as if everything was a repeat of the original scene.
If you choose to help others, you will lose Mo Qianhe; if you choose Mo Qianhe, you can only watch those souls suffer.
Liu Tang told himself that this time he would choose Mo Qianhe to survive.
The boss thoughtfully projected all the players' screens in front of Liu Tang and explained, "No matter who you choose, I can help you limit their sales to 425 coins. Isn't that thoughtful?"
Liu Tang looked at these busy players, who had no idea that he was watching them make the most difficult choices.
Each one of them was so cute, yet he sent them to the guillotine.
At this moment, Jiang Minxu, who was in charge of the fried skewers shop, disappeared from the screen.
The boss watched the show and said, "Oh, his sales have exceeded 425 coins. That's great. I've eliminated another option for you.
"You've got to hurry up, or your options will get fewer and fewer, and in the end, you might only be left with..."
She deliberately didn't finish her words, but Liu Tang knew what she had left unsaid.
Everyone is working hard to do business now, but Mo Qianhe, who knows that there are not enough consumers, stops what he is doing.
So if Liu Tang does not make a decision quickly, the only one left who meets the "sacrifice" conditions will be Mo Qianhe.
"I choose..." Liu Tang raised his hand and began to tremble.
He knew that whoever he pointed his finger at would be sentenced to death.
Mo Qianhe's heart was tightly twisted.
He understood that it might not be important to the Boss which of these players died.
This cruel boss may just want to see Liu Tang suffer from inner torment.
He wanted to use this artificial choice to kill Liu Tang's almost idealized justice and kindness.
Mo Qianhe wanted to protect Liu Tang's kindness.
Although he may only be able to protect it this time, he wants to do it.
"I choose myself." Mo Qianhe said.
Hearing the voice, Liu Tang immediately turned around and looked at Mo Qianhe: "What did you say?"
While operating the ordering machine, Mo Qianhe informed Song Xiaoyan, the boss, and asked her to pass the message to Qin Zhengyi, who was in charge of taking orders for the stinky tofu shop:
"The fryer at the stinky tofu shop is malfunctioning. Orders are temporarily suspended. Waiting for a signal to open it."
As Mo Qianhe continued to help sell food at the pancake shop, he smiled bitterly and said, "This all feels a lot like the last argument we had in our lives, doesn't it?"
Liu Tang was not surprised that Mo Qianhe also thought of that conversation.
He walked to Mo Qianhe in a panic and at a loss, his voice choked with sobs: "I should have chosen you at the beginning, and I should choose you to survive this time..."
Mo Qianhe looked at Liu Tang and shook his head: "Actually, now I understand. I shouldn't force you to make a choice. I shouldn't force you to give up doing what you want to do for me.
"I'm so sorry for leaving you like that, little salty fish."
Liu Tang was a little stunned, but he quickly regained his composure: "Now is not the time to talk about this. I won't let you die. I can't let you die."
Mo Qianhe smiled and said, "You are just an NPC, not a player. Choosing who to sacrifice is a choice I should make as a player. Just like whether I chose to stay with you was also my choice.
"It's just that Boss and I cunningly put the choice on you."
Hearing this, the Boss on the observation deck showed an unhappy expression on his face.
Liu Tang's bun hair began to become messy. He didn't know what else to do, but just repeated: "I don't want you to die, Mo Qianhe. I don't want you to die."
Mo Qianhe turned to look at Liu Tang, feeling a surge of regret and reluctance in his heart.
He had clearly decided that he would never leave or abandon her again, but this time he was going to break his promise.
The man's face was filled with sadness. "Little Salty Fish, but I'm already dead. I was already dead before we met again."
Liu Tang stayed where he was.
Mo Qianhe tried hard to force a smile: "Being able to see you again after death, the time I spent with you feels like it was stolen. I am already very satisfied."
Mo Qianhe knew that this choice was the most correct one he had ever made.
No matter who he chooses from the other five players, even if he survives, that "sacrifice" will damage the foundation of Liu Tang's inner order.
It will also become a permanent scar between him and Liu Tang that will never heal.
The relationship between him and Liu Tang may never be the same as before.
He was very selfish. He wanted Liu Tang to think of him every time in the long years to come, and remember how good a person he had been and how hard he had worked with him to practice his beliefs.
If I die in this way, will Liu Tang always miss me like I did in the beginning?
It’s a pity that he may never know what it feels like to be the other person’s lover.
The message conveyed by Mo Qianhe circulated around the square and finally reached Qin Zhengyi. Although she was worried, she did not think too much about it. She just followed Mo Qianhe's instructions and stopped ordering stinky tofu for customers.
Customers appeared again in the store under Song Xiaoyan's charge, and she could continue to help Feng Xiansu place orders for milk tea.
After passing the message to others, she finally stopped worrying about the milk tea shop and started to worry about the stinky tofu shop.
"First, he stopped attracting customers from my place. When that plan failed, now he's broken the frying pan in the stinky tofu shop. This boss is really trying his best to stop us from passing the level." Song Xiaoyan cursed inwardly.
The boss on the observation deck was speechless. She didn’t break the frying pan of the stinky tofu shop!
"I'm so useless." Two lines of soup flowed out of Liu Tang's bun-shaped hair.
He blamed himself and cried, "I want you to survive, but I can't choose to sacrifice others like this."
Mo Qianhe comforted him: "I know. You have always been such a kind person. Perhaps it is because of this that I like you so much."
Hearing this, Boss snorted coldly: "Hypocritical kindness, in the end, can't save anyone, not even the people you care about the most."
Mo Qianhe retorted, "That's still a hundred times better than a piece of trash like you who forces people to kill each other. The influence Liu Tang has brought to me, and to all of us, is something you will never be able to achieve."
Boss was immediately furious: "How dare you talk to me like that! Do you know who I am? Forget it... I'm a dying dog anyway, so it doesn't matter if you bark a few more times."
Mo Qianhe was still arguing with the Boss when Liu Tang saw that a new order had been placed in the single-player game.
Mo Qianhe had clearly said that the stinky tofu shop was not accepting orders for the time being, but there were still new orders, which meant that he wanted to convey important information.
Liu Tang reminded Mo Qianhe to check, and they both looked at the note: "The fried skewers shop also has a fryer that can be used to fry stinky tofu. Try to pass on the ingredients of stinky tofu."
Mo Qianhe smiled: "President Jiang really thought of a solution. It's a pity..."
It’s a pity that this is not the real problem they are facing.
The audience in the live broadcast room were so angry at the boss that they were cursing loudly:
"You bastard! You're capable of anything despicable to kill the players!"
"Ahhh, I'm so pissed off!"
"Can liar Mo find a way to break the deadlock?! Can he?!"
Mo Qianhe politely declined Jiang Minxu's suggestion through the order notes, explaining that the frying pan used to fry stinky tofu might cause other fried skewers to be contaminated with a bad smell, and asked him to complete his own sales first, and then try this method after the fried skewers were sold out.
The others who helped to convey the message felt relieved after seeing Mo Qianhe's reply.
Only Jiang Minxu always felt a little uneasy in his heart.
Originally, because of the passive nature of Mo Qianhe's innate skill, his lies were easily believed by other players, but Jiang Minxu's innate skill was a side effect of the player's healing skill, and had a certain degree of resistance to the passive effect.
He always had the feeling that the other party didn't seem to be actively seeking survival.
Liu Tang looked at Jiang Minxu's proposal and couldn't help but sigh: "It seems that as long as you are willing to think, you can always find a solution..."
Having said this, he paused slightly.
So, can Mo Qianhe think of any other solutions to his current predicament?
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