Chapter 3 Mom told you not to look back (3)
My goodness, this player is incredibly brave!
[That's incredibly brave! Everyone else keeps their distance from NPCs, but she dared to confront them head-on the moment she walked in.]
My goodness, she's still a newcomer! She's truly fearless!
Is she genuinely stupid or just pretending?
After gently wiping away the old lady's tears, Lin Chujiu put down the broom.
She heard a slight clinking of bowls and chopsticks, so she looked in the direction of the sound—
In the restaurant diagonally opposite, two figures could be vaguely seen busily working.
Lin Chujiu took two seconds to mentally prepare herself, then cautiously took a step, walked around the shop window, and saw a woman and a young man.
The woman was tall and obese, with a face full of fat that squeezed her eyes into two narrow slits. Her face was unnaturally pale, but her cheeks and lips were painted bright red, making her look like a paper doll in a paper craft shop.
She wore a gentle smile, and her gaze towards Lin Chujiu was so kind, as if she were truly looking at her own daughter.
But with that kind of skin, it's really hard for Lin Chujiu not to think she's weird.
Even from a short distance, Lin Chujiu could smell a faint scent of blood on her, which was probably related to her profession as a pig butcher.
This is probably what the rules refer to as "mom".
But the young man standing beside her was completely different—
He was tall and slender, with handsome features and an air of unapproachable dignity about him.
Although wearing the most ordinary school uniform, they possessed an extraordinary aura.
It just looks like there's not much blood or energy in him.
It should be "older brother".
The viewers in the live stream, seeing the young man's appearance from Lin Chujiu's perspective, instantly went wild:
[OMG, are all the male ghosts in the horror world this handsome?]
[Do any players need a sister-in-law?]
If the world of horror is all this eerie, I'd still be willing to go.
[Dream on. This guy is just a weirdo; the rest are all ugly.]
Lin Chujiu couldn't help but glance at him again.
They were all busy, and Lin Chujiu stood to the side, feeling somewhat out of place. She looked around, searching for a way to help.
She absolutely could not go to the kitchen; rule number four explicitly forbade it, but she really had nothing else to do.
So her gaze fell on the chairs next to the dining table, and she obediently went forward and pulled the chairs out one by one and straightened them.
It's clear the newbie is genuinely looking for something to do.
What an adorable girl! I really want to adopt her as my daughter.
[Does the person upstairs also want their eyes gouged out? [doge emoji]]
[Actually, it should be okay to go to the kitchen now, right? Neither of the two weirdos has shown any desire to kill.]
[Haha, have you ever seen a live streamer secretly kill someone and then tell the viewers beforehand?]
It seems there isn't one.
Then why are you even asking such a stupid question?
"Oh."
A soft snort came from the direction of the young man. Although brief, it clearly reached Lin Chujiu's ears.
She subconsciously looked at him, meeting his handsome yet indifferent face, and was momentarily at a loss, only able to stand there blankly.
But secretly, he swallowed hard.
Wow, he's so handsome! I've seen countless artificially handsome men in the entertainment industry, so seeing a natural one is quite amazing.
Fortunately, the preparations were completed quickly.
"Alright, come and eat!" the woman greeted warmly, her pale face smiling in a way that was somewhat eerie.
Lin Chujiu hesitated before sitting down, but secretly breathed a sigh of relief when she saw the table full of vegetarian dishes.
It's good that there's no meat; in a horror world, who knows where that meat comes from?
It's not impossible that it was mentioned by distant relatives.
Moreover, the first rule clearly states that pork cannot be eaten.
She noticed the young man pick up a shredded potato and sniff it lightly; this subtle movement did not escape her notice.
The young man noticed her looking at him and gave her a cold look.
Lin Chujiu hurriedly lowered her head and ate her rice. Two seconds later, she secretly looked up and found that he had already picked up a handful of shredded potatoes and eaten them.
Poison test successful!
Lin Chujiu felt a little pleased and picked up a piece of shredded potato to try.
Surprisingly, my mother's cooking skills were quite good; even her vegetarian dishes smelled delicious.
She hadn't tasted such warm, homey flavors in a long time since her mother in the real world fell ill.
The moment the delicious flavor spread across the tip of the tongue, a sour and astringent taste suddenly surged up to the tip of the nose.
She quickly lowered her head, using the act of shoveling rice into her mouth to hide her eyes, which were instantly reddening.
But sadness is a betrayal of delicious food. She forcefully wiped away the tears in her eyes, and when she looked up again, a satisfied smile was on her face.
So this scene unfolded at the dinner table: Lin Chujiu took a few bites, then secretly raised her eyes and quickly glanced at her brother across from her.
After confirming that he hadn't died from the food, she lowered her eyes with relief and continued to enjoy the food in front of her, as focused as a hamster munching on its favorite nut.
In this cycle, even an ordinary lunch becomes exceptionally comforting and satisfying.
The young man felt helpless under her gaze, gave her a warning glare, and then ignored her.
With this reliable "tester," Lin Chujiu felt exceptionally at ease eating, and the sadness of the past few years seemed to be temporarily soothed.
Unexpectedly, this was the first good meal I'd had in years.
Meanwhile, her mother was wolfing down her food, one bite of rice equaling three bites of her own. This made Lin Chujiu instantly understand why her mother was still so fat even though she didn't eat meat.
This amount is enough to make someone dizzy from carbon monoxide poisoning for quite a while.
As we were finishing our meal, Mom suddenly said, "Do your homework properly this afternoon. You can watch TV only after you finish."
Lin Chujiu was stunned for a moment before realizing that this was lunch.
It looked so bland, she thought it was breakfast. She wondered who eats rice for breakfast.
These heartfelt words of advice made her feel as if she had returned to her real home.
Although the woman before them was a bizarre figure who struck fear into the hearts of countless players, under the influence of the rules, she seemed to genuinely treat the players as her own children.
This realization brought tears to Lin Chujiu's eyes. Thinking of her mother, who was bedridden in reality, she reaffirmed her resolve—she must live on and earn enough money to cure her mother's illness.
After dinner, Mom called my brother to wash the dishes.
"Son, nowadays, a boy who can't wash dishes won't find a wife. I'm doing this for your own good," Mom said, patting her round belly with a smile.
The young man glanced at his mother and Lin Chujiu expressionlessly, stood up expressionlessly, and then expressionlessly cleared away the dishes and went into the kitchen.
His movements were unhurried, his slender fingers steadily supporting a stack of bowls and chopsticks. This sophisticated setup and action made Lin Chujiu instantly feel that he was not holding bowls and chopsticks, but a beautiful work of art.
Lin Chujiu was watching intently from the side, but her mother suddenly turned to her and said:
"My dear daughter, what are you doing standing here? Go back and take a nap."
Faced with this obvious differential treatment, Lin Chujiu, despite her reluctance to part with the man, still found it somewhat amusing and obediently returned to her room.
She must be a good child.
Mom stretched stiffly, her bones cracking, and then went back to her room to rest.
Meanwhile, in the kitchen.
The young man glanced at the pile of bowls and chopsticks and casually snapped his fingers. Instantly, the bowls and chopsticks were sparkling clean.
His slender fingers drew several marks out of thin air, and a dark purple water mirror appeared out of nowhere.
After summoning the water mirror, he remained silent for a while, seemingly lost in thought.
Seeing that he hadn't spoken for a while, the person on the other side of the water mirror cautiously asked, "Sir, where are you now?"
The young man glanced at the ridiculous apron he was wearing, and his aura suddenly turned sour.
I'm not happy.
He said casually, "I encountered a monster in Evil Dog Ridge City, which delayed me for a while."
"The western part of the city is flooded, and many people are affected. You must immediately increase manpower for disaster relief," he continued to instruct.
After receiving an affirmative reply, the young man waved away the water mirror. He took off his apron, a trace of weariness flashing across his brow.
Hopefully, those two troublesome subordinates will be able to get things done this time.
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