... vomit"
"This ... How to eat this? "
"It's raw meat, it looks disgusting, and it looks like ..."
"It's disgusting!"
"Don't say it, I want to throw up."
Not to mention this group of newcomers who have just entered the dungeon and have poor psychological quality, even ConMet frowned and looked at the food in front of him, obviously unable to accept it.
"Mr. Mo, we don't really want to eat, do we?"
"Don't eat... What will happen? "
"I don't want to eat this."
The pungent smell of blood hovers over the table, the bright red flesh contrasting with the pale faces of the players.
At this moment, Yin Su, who had been holding his posture still, suddenly picked up the knife and fork on the table, pressed the meat on the plate, and began to cut.
The sharp knife cut through the flesh with ease, and they could even see blood gushing out.
Everyone: "!! "
Although what Yin Su saw was still bloody meat, she used another identification of everything just now, and the identification result was cooked beef.
Everything else on the plate is also ordinary food.
Only the bowl of fish soup was identified as a large, crimson [?] Apparently not because the distance is exceeded, but because it is not identifiable now.
I guess this thing needs to be upgraded...
Waste skills!
Yinsu cut a piece without changing color, handed it to his mouth with a fork, and the bloody breath went straight into his nose, and the taste was ... It's also hard to put into words.
However, as long as it is not poisoned by NPCs, and some ingredients that should not be on the table, it tastes fine.
It was cooked beef, and what they saw and felt at this time was nothing more than a trick up the game.
Yinsu could swallow it, but the others couldn't bear it, and watching her eat it at this time, the nausea completely enveloped them.
"Gross-"
"Perverted."
"How can she eat?"
"I'm going crazy, she's really a pervert, she dares to eat this."
"I won't eat this ... if I kill me"
Compared to the others who couldn't accept it, Conmai was thoughtful, and finally picked up a knife and fork and began to cut meat, enduring the bloody breath, and swallowed it a few times.
"He ate ... too"
"We're not really going to eat this, are we?"
Mo Dong glanced around, all the patients were eating with their heads down, and the contents of the plate were quickly swept into their mouths, and the oil was stained all over their mouths.
"Let's eat, everybody." Mo Dong finally made a decision.
"I don't want to ..." Wang Xiaoling shook her head, very resistant: "How can this thing be eaten, I want to vomit when I smell it." "
"If I don't eat it, what death rule will be triggered?"
"Then how do you know if eating it triggers the death rule?"
"This bowl of fish soup is normal, we might as well drink the soup."
The snow-white fish soup has a certain enticing aroma on the table, which is the only thing they can accept.
Seeing that Yinsu and ConMet hadn't touched the bowl of soup, Mo Dong reminded the others: "In a bunch of abnormal things, normal things are not necessarily normal. "
It's a bit of a twist, but everyone understands it.
This bowl of fish soup, which seems normal to them, may not be safe.
By the time they were grinding, Yinsu had eaten almost as much as they could. She didn't plan to drink that bowl of soup, after all, her uncompetitive identification skills gave a question mark in crimson and bold, which was obviously problematic.
But this soup ...
She glanced at the patient at the next table, decided to carry forward the virtue of sharing among the patients, and took the bowl of soup and poured it directly into the bone broth that the other party had drunk half.
"..."
The patient who was immersed in picking up food raised his head, anger had already surged into his eyes, touched Yinsu, and suddenly became dumbfounded, and even shrank his neck a little fearfully.
He still remembered that Yinsu had killed the patient casually before.
Everyone looked at Yinsu, who had returned to his position safely after pouring the soup: "??? "
Can it still be like this?
Yin Su didn't know where to take out a piece of paper to wipe his hands, and said coldly: "It's useless for you to look at me, I won't help you eat." "
Everyone: "..."
ConMet ate about the same, only the bowl of soup remained.
He seemed to want to solve it like Yinsu, but as soon as he made a move, the patients around him suddenly finished eating in a few bites and ran away with empty plates.
When—
The bell rang again.
Then came Wang Xiaoling's frightened voice: "Why is it 12:55?" "
Obviously, Mo Dong's group also knew that there was a time limit for dining, but how could time pass so quickly.
Except for Mo Dong, the food in front of the rest of the people was full, and they didn't move at all.
Five minutes to go...
The patients in the cafeteria left one after another, and everyone's plates were eaten cleanly.
They saw that at the exit of the cafeteria, there were canteen employees guarding there to check the plates, and a patient was dragged away on the spot because he had not finished eating. The wailing came from the depths of the cafeteria, and the scalp tingled to hear it.
ConMet: "..."
Eating these things can have dire consequences.
But don't eat...
They will see the dire consequences right away.
Reprieve and immediate execution, they choose reprieves.
So a few people who were still yelling at resolutely not to eat just now endured the taste that was hard to swallow, closed their eyes and began to stuff things into their mouths.
However, before he could swallow it, his stomach began to protest, unable to accept the food at all, and vomited as much as he ate.
Yinsu felt that the scene at the table was too disgusting, she really couldn't stand it, and left with the plate.
ConMet followed her, and when she finished handing over her plate, she looked behind her to see that ConMet's bowl of fish soup had bottomed out.
The cafeteria staff scrutinized the plates, even turning over the bottom of the plates and looking at them, and finally looked at them with obvious disappointment, glaring at Yinsu and ConMet angrily, as if to blame them for eating so cleanly.
Not to be outdone, Yinsu looked back, and his tone was not good: "What are you staring at?" Eyes gouge out for you. "
Canteen Staff: "..."
The bell rang.
13 o'clock sharp.
The disappointed cafeteria staff's eyes lit up, and their greedy gaze swept over all the patients who had not left the cafeteria, and finally locked on Mo Dong's group of players.
"Why hasn't it been so long? Is the food we make bad for you? How can we waste our efforts..." The cafeteria staff smiled at the corners of their mouths and strode over there.
Yinsu sympathized for her companions for a second, then walked away with a blank face.
Kang stepped out of the road and couldn't see any trace of Yinsu, so he decided to look elsewhere for clues.
ConMet thought that Yinsu would look for the room key or some other clue, but when he returned to the room, he found that he was sleeping with a quilt that was not in the room before.
There were also a lot of daily necessities in the room.
Under the pillow sat a polished kitchen knife... Kitchen knife? Knife? Knife???
Where did the kitchen knives come from?
When the cafeteria was over, he went back to see that there were no knives in the back kitchen of the cafeteria.
Kang woke up when she stepped into the door, she pulled the quilt down, glanced at him lukewarmly, and then sat up on the ground, picked up the windbreaker and put it on.
ConMet: "..."
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