Schiller had earned immunity for the next round, drawing countless envious, jealous, resentful looks, because the next round was clearly going to be even harder.
When people suffered extreme psychological shock, they could experience brief memory loss. Under immense pressure, they often could not concentrate properly either—at least, some of them could not.
The psychological shock and pressure they had endured here had clearly exceeded the limits humans could bear. More than two hours had passed, and they simply could not remember what the second course had been.
Appetizer Wine had been explained first. Although no one had understood what was going on at the time, they had still had more energy, and quite a few people had listened carefully. But that story had been too long, and the latter half had made people drowsy, so fewer had listened to the second story.
Of those who had listened, some had forgotten everything because too much time had passed, while others could not fully recall it under the pressure. Overall, the situation was even worse than during the Appetizer Wine course.
Sixteen people had died in the previous round, but this time, the chef announced an even more despairing number: he would eliminate twenty people this round.
Everyone looked at the cold dish the waiter brought out. It was Iberian ham with figs. But if they remembered correctly, the chef had said that the worst ten people would be turned into ingredients. Whose body had this ham come from?
No one could answer that question. But the problem they faced now was that they could not remember much of the backstory, so all they could do was write more about the food's flavor and pray that padding their word count would not be noticed.
A woman with rather crooked teeth was