Chapter 142.
Tang Yu needed a strong fire to cook the overly exotic ingredients, so the more ghosts the better.
There are so many different worlds that Ning Xuanqing cannot summon them all by herself, and the dead souls behind her can just be her helpers.
Those translucent souls nodded silently to Ning Xuanqing, then floated towards the door of space and entered various different worlds.
The undead poured into the space gate like a tide. Except Ning Xuanqing, no one else saw this spectacular scene.
There was a breeze blowing through the air, causing the friction of fine dust particles. That was the only way Tang Yu and his companions could sense them.
The summoning of the undead takes time, and Tang Yu needs to find a suitable place to hold this End of the World Banquet during this time.
She put the space gate away again and led the team through the abandoned city streets.
After leaving the research institute, Tang Yu was taken to Shiqing Street by the research team for field observation.
She had lived here for neither too long nor too short a time, just enough time to get to know this little-known city.
"I remember that after crossing this square, you will enter a pedestrian street where there is a food city." Tang Yu described the scene in his memory and reminded his teammates to pay attention to safety.
This is a strange world after all.
The various copies in the middle area are both restrictions and protections for the survivors.
Unless there is an accident, it is impossible for the weirdness of the high-level copy to enter the low-level copy.
But there are no copy barrier restrictions here, they are facing a whole strange world, which means that they may encounter various levels of weirdness in the next journey.
This was no problem at all for Tang Yu, but there were other teammates following her, so they had to be careful.
In order to protect the safety of his teammates, Tang Yu was responsible for leading the way, while Tian Xun led a team of five people to guard the left and right wings.
Maybe it was because there were no advanced monsters in this area, or because of Li Jia's full luck, but they didn't encounter any difficult monsters along the way.
There was no need for Tang Yu and Tian Xun to even take action, the five-man team could handle it on their own.
The group walked across the square and headed towards the pedestrian street that Tang Yu mentioned.
After being ravaged by time and disasters, the sign of the pedestrian street has become dilapidated and blurred, and the font on it is unrecognizable.
Looking inside from the intersection leading to the pedestrian street, the scene inside is even more dilapidated and gives people a feeling of discomfort.
"Be careful, I feel something is wrong here." Tang Yu warned his teammates behind him.
However, she didn't get a response. Her heart tightened and she turned around suddenly, but there was no one behind her!
Damn it!!
Tang Yu looked around, and the moment his gaze shifted, the scene in front of him suddenly changed.
The dilapidated and desolate pedestrian street disappeared, turned into an ancient bluestone alley. The buildings around the alley were completely invisible, as if hidden in the endless darkness.
Tang Yu realized that she might be hallucinating, so she forced herself to stay calm and rest on the spot.
However, the ancient alley in front of her became clearer and clearer, and even the square behind Tang Yu had disappeared. The way she came here also turned into the endless alley.
She tried to touch the old wall beside her, and beneath the sticky moss were rough bricks and stones.
The touch felt real; she wasn't hallucinating.
Was I pulled into some other world?
Could this be the work of that foreign god?
As an outer god who is always ready to descend into this world, it is impossible for him not to notice Tang Yu's actions.
After cracking the recipe, Tang Yu planned to take action against the foreign god. In this case, the foreign god would not sit still and wait for death.
So, now, she is fighting against the Outer God named "Mother of a Thousand Faces"?
After Tang Yu tried to use the power of distortion to break the scene before her but failed, she knew that she needed to use other methods to solve the puzzle left to her by the Outer Gods.
Without much hesitation, Tang Yu walked towards the depth of the alley.
The surroundings were pitch black, with only the bluestone road beneath one's feet emitting a faint green light, making the long corridor appear eerie and gloomy.
It felt like walking on the road to hell.
Almost at the moment when Tang Yu's mind changed, the end of the alley appeared in front of her. Looking out from the narrow alley, she saw an ancient arch bridge over the river.
There was a long queue in front of the arch bridge. A thin old woman was sitting at the end of the bridge. There was a pot in front of the old woman. Everyone who passed by could get a bowl of soup.
This is, Naihe Bridge? !
Tang Yu frowned as she watched this absurd scene. Before she could figure out the current situation, her steps began to uncontrollably join the crowd.
The iron pot in front of the old woman was constantly steaming. Once someone passed by, she would scoop a bowl of soup from the pot and hand it to the passerby.
There were so many people in the long queue and the pot of soup seemed inexhaustible.
The moment Tang Yu's eyes fell on the pot of soup, he felt a strong attraction.
She had never had that feeling before. At this moment, all distracting thoughts were eliminated and the only thing she wanted was the bowl of soup.
She wanted to taste that bowl of soup, it was the most delicious thing in the world!
Perhaps those weird creatures felt the same way when facing Tang Yu’s cooking.
However, now, the outer god imposed that feeling on Tang Yu.
An eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth.
The strong control made Tang Yu unable to control his own behavior, and even the power of distortion was of no use.
Unless the will of the ancient gods is awakened by force.
But that would not be good for Tang Yu. The situation was not yet irreversible, so she did not plan to do so for the time being.
After a brief panic, Tang Yu guessed that the scene before her was created by her thoughts.
There is no Naihe Bridge in this world. In this case, she doesn't mind knowing the mystery of the soup.
With the intention of competing in culinary skills, Tang Yu obeyed his actions and followed the queue of people towards the bridge.
The team moved very quickly, and other people also came to line up behind Tang Yu.
These people seemed to appear out of nowhere, walking out of the darkness, and then joined the team without saying a word.
Tang Yu couldn't see their faces clearly, so she couldn't get more useful clues from them.
He quickly walked up to the old woman, and before Tang Yu could speak, the old woman handed him a bowl of soup.
The bowl was an earthenware bowl that looked very old. The soup in the bowl was a cloudy milky white color and did not smell like anything.
But when Tang Yu saw the soup, her saliva began to be secreted unconsciously.
In her opinion, the soup was extremely delicious, and every cell in her body was urging her to taste the soup quickly.
The old woman raised her face slightly, and in Tang Yu's field of vision, she could see the dry furrows crisscrossing her face. Those wrinkles seemed to be clinging to her face like nematodes, almost covering her facial features.
Tang Yu watched his hand take the bowl of soup, then he raised the bowl to his mouth and the soup rolled into his mouth.
There was no taste at all, but paradoxically I felt that the soup tasted delicious.
Tang Yu drank the soup without any pause until she had completely poured the bowl into her mouth.
Standing there with the empty bowl in her hand, she felt a moment of satisfaction.
Tang Yu let out a breath and saw the old woman stretching out a hand like a dry branch towards her. She actually wanted the old woman to serve her another bowl of soup.
But the moment he opened his mouth, Tang Yu was surprised to find that he seemed to have forgotten how to pronounce it.
The tongue swung around helplessly in the mouth for a while, but could not utter a complete syllable.
But the old woman nodded at her, as if she understood Tang Yu's unfinished meaning.
It took the bowl from Tang Yu's hand, then pointed to the arch bridge behind it. It didn't say a word throughout the whole process, but Tang Yu miraculously understood its meaning.
The old woman told her that if she still wanted to drink soup, she just had to walk across the bridge and she would eventually get here.
Tang Yu nodded, stepped onto the stairs of the arch bridge, and at that moment, her thoughts paused for a moment.
It seems like, I forgot something?
Someone behind her gently pushed her on the back, urging her to move forward.
After being interrupted like this, Tang Yu gave up thinking and just followed the crowd forward.
The end of the arch bridge was submerged in darkness. Tang Yu followed the crowd across the arch bridge. After passing through the dark curtain, he found that the scene in front of him returned to the front of the arch bridge again.
The old woman still guarded the pot of soup, silently handing the bowl of soup to every passerby.
Tang Yu found that this time she was more thirsty for the soup than before. She tried to use the power of distortion to separate herself from the team, but it was of no avail.
When she came to the old woman again, she handed her a bowl of soup.
Tang Yu saw himself holding the bowl and drinking it all, then turning around skillfully and stepping onto the arch bridge.
As if starting an infinite loop, Tang Yu walked across the bridge and drank the bowl of soup again and again.
With every bowl of soup she drank, she felt her consciousness becoming more blurred, her memory began to become vague, and finally gradually became nothing.
Where is this?
what happened?
What is she going to do?
She even began to have trouble remembering her own name.
......
Coming before the old woman again, Tang Yu did not reach out to take the soup she handed over.
The old man's voice was as hoarse as a crow's. "Don't you want to drink?"
You drank it the previous ninety-nine times, why don’t you try not drinking it this time?
Tang Yu looked at the soup she had that night, and the saliva in her mouth stopped secreting. She shook her head and said, "I feel too full. I don't want to drink it."
The old man's eyes, which were covered by loose flesh, opened for the first time, and his gaze instantly met Tang Yu's light gray eyes.
Tang Yu looked at it calmly and said, "Are you surprised? I can actually speak."
She spoke exactly what the old woman was thinking.
"What did you do?" The old man's hoarse voice began to become turbid and thick, as if people of different genders and ages were saying this sentence at the same time.
Tang Yu raised the corner of his lip and said, "I think your soup still needs some improvement, so I added a little of my own ideas."
She noticed that the old woman only had one bowl for soup, and every time a passerby finished drinking the soup, he would pass the bowl back.
So, every time Tang Yu drank soup, she would dip the seasoning from her backpack on her fingers and spread it on the edge of the bowl.
After her seasoning, the soup slowly began to become hers.
Those passers-by who had been wandering around drinking soup had now begun to slowly disappear into the darkness, and the line in front of the arch bridge was getting shorter and shorter until only Tang Yu was left.
"Grandma, this story tells us that we should also pay attention to hygiene at roadside stalls." Tang Yu said to the old woman seriously and provocatively.
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