"What happened?" Si Yan asked.
Feimina was startled and hurriedly said, "We found some suspicious people on the second floor, dressed in hotel staff uniforms. We followed them all the way here before we discovered they were..."
She felt nauseous and wanted to vomit before she could finish speaking, gagging several times before she was able to finish her sentence.
Zhou Ling: "The chef dragged the corpses of the players who died this morning into the kitchen; he's going to use them to make dishes."
Huh? Huh? Cooking with corpses??
This place is constantly redefining my understanding...
"Every aspect of life—clothing, food, housing, and transportation—can become something that kills players..."
Zhou Ling's tone grew even more serious, "There's one more thing."
She looked at Jiang Nuo, seemingly hesitant about whether she could bring this up in person, since Feimina hadn't noticed.
Jiang Nuo nodded slightly. "Go ahead and speak."
"There are three chefs in the kitchen. Chef number 2 seems to have awakened some kind of consciousness. I just heard him say..."
Zhou Ling raised her eyes, her cool tone making the words even more eerie, "I'm not a chef, I'm a player."
Thump!!
Before anyone could react to those words, the door to the staff canteen was kicked open, and three chefs strode in carrying iron buckets and greasy gourd ladles.
"We have guests today! That's great, we can try our new dish!"
"Eat up! Our new dishes are fresh!"
Three iron buckets were placed on the table, their pungent, greasy smell of fatty meat mingling with the stench of blood, along with various pungent sauces. Just smelling them made you feel like you had eaten ten pounds of raw fatty meat.
"Vomit..."
Si Yan covered her face, burying herself in Jiang Nuo's arms, wishing she could immediately lose her sense of taste.
Jiang Nuo also found this taste unbearable.
He pinched his nose, his voice thick with a nasal tone and possessing a magnetic quality, "Not fresh, bad review!"
Three chefs, as burly as bears, blocked the restaurant entrance, looking menacing and exuding a lingering greasy odor.
"You're not leaving if you don't eat!"
"Ungrateful customer!"
Throughout the entire ordeal, only Chefs No. 1 and No. 3 were cursing and making demands. Jiang Nuo sized up Chef No. 2, who noticed the gaze and looked back blankly and warily.
It certainly doesn't seem like an NPC.
Jiang Nuo's mind raced. " Zhang Quan, Tuoba care of those two."
"Okay!"
Tuoba Hong was very confident in dealing with the humanoid monster.
Chef No. 2 was still in a daze, and by the time he came to his senses, he was already surrounded by the other members of the team.
Jiang Nuo, standing at the very front, had a chilling and sinister smile, as if he were about to throw a punch at them at any moment.
"What are you doing!"
Chef No. 2 felt a sudden, inexplicable tension.
Jiang Nuo held Si Yan's hand tightly, comforting her, and lazily asked, "Who are you?"
"I'm a chef! What else can I do!"
Jiang Nuo didn't pay attention and continued to ask, "Who are you?"
"I..."
Chef number 2 suddenly got stuck; he just couldn't say the words "I am a chef" no matter what he tried.
I'm not a chef...
who I am!
A few seconds later, he heard Jiang Nuo's seductive voice softly ring out.
"You are a player."
At the same time, Si Yan opened the Spiritual Power barrier, and the purple aura and 0732's bracelet complemented each other, shielding the system's surveillance.
It felt like a sledgehammer was slamming down on my mind.
Chef Number 2 muttered to himself, his gloomy eyes gradually clearing, "I'm a player... I'm a player who can't escape."
Zhang Quan and Tuoba Hong had just finished dealing with the two chefs when they returned and heard this.
Chef Number 2 suddenly grabbed Zhang Quan's hand, repeating the same phrase frantically, "No... don't trust anyone!"
"There's more than one world! Don't open the door..."
"It's useless... the players are useless!!"
Zhang Quan didn't shake off his hand, and couldn't glean any clues from the fragmented information.
Tuoba Hong: "What do you mean..."
Jiang Nuo understood, but his teammates didn't.
"More than one world." Jiang Nuo repeated the sentence, glancing sideways as her eyes met Si Yan's.
"The doors they didn't open, the players they stopped..."
Si Yan knew what Jiang Nuo was talking about, and tried to connect the clues to make them complete. She was surprised and stunned.
"Does Nuonuo mean that the players come from different worlds?"
"Right."
Jiang Nuo suddenly gripped Si Yan's hand, her heterochromatic eyes trembling. "That's why players become the opposing force."
The door Jiang Daoran didn't open wasn't because of the other players' betrayal, but because these players knew in advance that they came from different worlds.
But the door to leave can only be opened once.
"Careful!"
Si Yan carried Jiang Nuo backward, and the chef suddenly exploded. Tuoba Hong, who had been controlling him, was hit and coughed up blood, which was caught by Feimina.
"Are you alright?" Feimina asked worriedly, holding his shoulder.
"Fine."
Tuoba Hong didn't care about wiping the blood from the corner of his lips. When he looked up at Chef No. 2 again, he saw that the chef had transformed from a human into a monster covered in pustules and white, rotting flesh.