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Chapter 58 Kitchen
Everyone tacitly ignored the question about one side raising cockroaches on the other side, and turned their attention back to the kitchen.
The flashlight in Wu Ting's hand turned to another direction.
The kitchen is still the same as this 404, showing a feeling of disrepair, with crumbling walls and stains accumulated over the years everywhere.
Dirty pots and bowls were piled up in the pool at will, and don't know how long it was left, and fermented bubbles began to appear on the water surface. Food scraps and crumbs are littered everywhere, mixed with dust and hair, and become a haven for little-known bugs.
Wu Ting frowned: "Tsk..."
Duan Xueyin felt the urge to vomit.
Li Haokuan... He seems to have been hurt too deeply by the cockroach and is currently in a state of numbness.
Although they have long known that the kitchen is such a virtue, as long as players think that the food they eat is likely to be produced in this place, their stomachs can't help but toss a little.
Only Xiao Lan, who has countless part-time jobs and is accustomed to seeing the kitchen scene of the black heart restaurant, said: "It's a small matter.
In order to speed up the investigation, Xiao Lan also took out the [Nuclear Flashlight] he had traded with Wang Taidi before, and the two beams patrolled the kitchen together.
Suddenly, Xiao Lan noticed that the light of the flashlight seemed to shine on something that looked familiar and swept past.
He turned the light of the flashlight again and checked it carefully. It was a small piece of fabric, and the refrigerator placed on its side blocked between the player and the thing, making it difficult to see.
Luo also stared at the small piece of fabric for a moment, and said to Xiao Lan, "It's the same fabric as Meng Ze's clothes."
This sentence attracted the players to look over there, because the refrigerator was in the way, they could only go into the kitchen.
Going around the refrigerator, the rest of the cloth is finally revealed to the players.
It was indeed Meng Ze's clothes, and - it was on one person!
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a little while ago.
Meng Ze hid in the room, but he heard the prompt of the game "the end of four days", which means that he will be fine as long as he survives today.
He hid under the quilt, and no matter how hot the weather was, he only felt shivering all over.
The voices of the players outside gradually disappeared, and it seemed that they had all gone out. Meng Ze didn't understand why they didn't stay in the room and wait for the game to end, but instead went out to constantly explore the environment. Isn't it more dangerous the more you go out?
He didn't know how long he waited, but Meng Ze felt like he was about to suffocate under the quilt.
He quietly put his head out of the quilt, breathing in the fresh air with water vapor.
Maybe it was because he hadn't eaten much this morning, and after so long, he suddenly felt very hungry. Originally, it was only a day at most. It would not be a problem to be hungry if he was hungry. He originally planned to endure it.
But don't know why, a restlessness rose from heart, really want to eat, just eat a little bit.
No, no, it's dangerous outside.
Eating a little will not be a problem.
No, I can bear it...
Anyway, I'm still in the room and I don't go out. If I'm hungry all day, I won't have the energy.
That's right... why don't you just go to the kitchen and get something to eat...
As if bewitched, Meng Ze was shaken.
He carefully lifted the quilt, and then gently stuck his head out of the room. After confirming that there was no movement in 404, he tiptoed out the door quietly.
The kitchen is very clean, fresh vegetables are placed on the cooking table, and the kitchen utensils are neatly placed. It is a very everyday scene, which makes people feel very relaxed.
Meng Ze walked into the kitchen, found the refrigerator, and opened the door.
The ingredients in the refrigerator are very rich, but they are all raw. There is a kraft paper bag in the middle with the name of a bakery printed on it.
Meng Ze was overjoyed. He stretched out his hand and took out the bread. He could smell the aroma of baking through the bag. He couldn't wait to open the package, squatted in front of the refrigerator and nibbled.
Really tasty! don't know which bakery made it, how can there be such a delicious thing in the world.
Meng Ze nibbled at it, completely forgetting about going back to the room.
Suddenly he felt something in his mouth, round, the size of a dumpling, full of elasticity...
His chomping on the bread suddenly stiffened, and he didn't vomit or swallow. The touch was all too familiar, exactly the same as the eye had at breakfast.
Before he could figure out a way, the eyes in his mouth began to roll wildly, as if they were sizing up his mouth carefully. Unable to bear it any longer, Meng Ze suddenly spit out what was in his mouth.
Looking closely, sure enough, it was another eye, and this bloodshot eye just stared directly at him.
"what"
Meng Ze screamed in horror: "Someone, is there anyone! Help! He Rui!! He Rui!! Duan Xueyin!"
Too bad there was no sound from outside the kitchen.
"Hey hey hey..."
Suddenly there was laughter in the kitchen, and the laughter sounded malicious, as if it had been poisoned.
Meng Ze looked around in horror, but there was nothing left in the kitchen.
"Hey-heyβ¦β¦"
The laughter sounded again, this time Meng Ze heard clearly, the source of the sound was what he was holding in his hand.
He lowered his head with a stiff neck and met a human face face to face. That face was missing an eye and was facing him with a distorted smile, only a head, and the bottom was empty.
Meng Ze's face is also very familiar, this is the one who eats with them every day - a cult!
The cultist's head was in Meng Ze's hands, and he stared at him with the eyes on the ground, his mouth opened and closed: "Come on, come with you too..."
Meng Ze suddenly felt a chill rise from behind: "No..."
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The players' eyes all fell on "Meng Ze" next to the refrigerator. With his back to the players, he was lying on the cooking table beside the refrigerator with a twisted posture. What Xiao Lan saw before was a piece of clothes behind him.
Next to him was the human head frozen on his terrified expression. He seemed to have chopped off his head while he was standing.
Duan Xueyin couldn't help gasping: "Meng Ze..."
The flashlight on Wuting's side also hit Meng Ze's body, and the addition of the two rays of light made this corner suddenly clear.
At this time, Xiao Lan noticed something was wrong: "Meng Ze doesn't seem to be that short, right? His body shape is not right."
Indeed, the body in Meng Ze's clothes was very thin at this time, and the clothes looked a little empty and a little long. This was obviously not Meng Ze's body.
Wu Ting moved the light of the flashlight slightly to the corpse's hand: "I seem to have seen this tattoo on the hand of that rambunctious fellow, do you have any impressions?"
Xiao Lan also turned to look. He was not familiar with these decorative things, but he did remember that there was a tattoo on the back of the cultist's hand.
Li Haokuan: "I also remember one, but I can't remember what it looks like."
Only Luo said firmly: "It's the hand of the cultist. The tattoo is the same as the one I saw before, and the two nails that were broken last night are also the same."
Wu Ting wondered: "What nails?"
Xiao Lan's face was calm: "Just... taught him to be a man."
Then he probably accidentally broke two of his nails while beating someone. Who told him to keep his nails so long without paying attention to hygiene?
Wu Ting: "..."
Society and society, can't afford it.
Xiao Lan: "In other words, this is Meng Ze's head and that cultist's body?"
Duan Xueyin: "Is it made by a cult? Why do you want to change it?"
Xiao Lan spread his hands: "Maybe he thinks that he is too short and wants to change to a taller body."
Wu Ting looked disgusted: "He looks so frustrated, what's the use of changing his body, why don't he just replace him."
Duan Xueyin & Li Haokuan: "..."
Hey, is it really okay for the two of you to hate people in front of their backs...
They tried to find another teammate to stop the two, but found that Fei Luo also had an expression of "Mr. makes sense, it must be like this".
Why are all the teammates that match up to are tough and showy? Life is really difficult.
The players left the kitchen. As for Meng Ze's head, it was impossible to take it away. Xiao Lan could only find a clean towel to cover his head.
That's what it is like to die in the game. It would be nice to have a teammate help you cover up the corpse.
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After coming out of the kitchen, Xiao Lan checked Meng Ze's room.
Sure enough, just as he guessed, all traces of Meng Ze's life disappeared. Although the player's belongings are not many, there are some towels and toothbrushes that need to be dried, but now Meng Ze's room is the same as when they first chose the room.
For the rest of the time, the players gathered in the living room and found a place to sit down.
Now that the night is very close, there is still a suffocating rain curtain outside the window. The rainstorm and the sky will be late, and the sky outside the window has always only been very weak. Everything has a sense of last tranquility before the crisis.
The players waited, counting their heartbeats in the swish rain.
Finally, the last ray of light in the sky disappeared.
As if announcing the start of a grand event, when the entire 404 fell into darkness, there was a sudden knock on the door.
"Bang bang bang bang-"
It is more appropriate to say knocking on the door, rather than knocking on the door.
coming. The players all whispered in their hearts.
Wu Ting stood up first and walked towards the door. The sound of slamming on the door did not stop at all as he advanced.
There is no door mirror installed on the door of 404. If you want to see what is happening outside, you must open the door.
He opened the door directly, and the slamming on the door stopped instantly.
But the door was empty, nothing but darkness and the sound of rain. This is also expected by the player. If someone really sees a normal person coming with a gift, it will appear rather strange.
Wu Ting closed the door and returned to the original position to wait.
Five minutes later, the door slamming sounded again, this time it was Li Haokuan who opened the door, and it was still the same outside the door.
Repeated this several times, the players alternately went out to open the door, but nothing really appeared.
The next five minutes came again, and this time the slam on the door did not sound again.
When everyone was looking at the door, Duan Xueyin, who was facing the window, suddenly pointed to the position of the window: "Look, the window!"
Everyone turned their heads and saw a black handprint appeared on the window, as if someone had left it outside the window, but the players all remembered clearly that this is 404, the fourth floor.
Who can touch the windows here?
The next moment, the second handprint appeared, followed by the third, the fourth, the fifth... The handprints appeared on the window one after another, and the position was getting higher and higher. The dense handprints almost occupied the entire window. The area is stacked, and it almost merges with the dark sky.
"Bang bang bang bang!"
The exact same pounding sound was heard again, this time in the direction of the window. The old windows rattled under such a continuous offensive, making people suspect that it might fall apart after a few more attempts.
Xiao Lan looked at the crumbling window: "Is this a gesture of wanting us to go out?"
Duan Xueyin was a little unsure: "Then shall we go out?"
Xiao Lan stood up: "Since they are all so enthusiastic, let's go. Gou can't stand it anyway. It's impossible for us to sit here and pass the customs when we come to the world."
Wu Ting fiddled with his long curly hair, with a smile on his red lips: "If you really can, why don't you change your name to Salted Fish World."
With the sound of smashing windows, players opened the door and walked out of 404.
Outside is the same corridor as before, except that there is no light, and the mottled walls are stretched by the shadows of the flashlight, making them appear ghostly.
Walking along the corridor to the elevator, the elevator was still flashing a faint red light.
Xiao Lan tried to press the downstairs button, but did not hear any sound of the elevator rising. The old gate that had to be opened by the passengers opened automatically this time.
After opening it, it was a bottomless darkness.
Xiao Lan: "It looks like someone who gets in will die."
Xiaoqing in Wuting's bracelet also got out at this time, as if feeling the danger, it stopped her master back.
Luo gently tossed a coin from an unknown place towards the darkness, and the silver coin glittered and fell down, and then there was no more.
There was no sound of falling to the ground, and after entering the darkness, no light was reflected again, just like - being swallowed.
"Swish..."
Just when the players were paying attention to the elevator, a sound suddenly sounded in the corridor behind them.
Then, in these originally empty rooms with closed doors, there was a series of movements that seemed to be people moving.
It was as if the place was already full of people, and now they are all ready to come out to the party.