Rules Weird Talk: I am more perverted than weird!

Chen Yue followed the cleaner and asked, pushing open the utility room, but there was no one inside.

"Gone again."

The two looked at each other and exchanged information on the way back.

Pierre: "At first it was just a low cry. As soon as I handed her the paper, I burst into tears."

"I comforted her without saying a word and gave her a leather shovel."

"You were at the door and saw someone going out?"

"Yes, she's a waitress."

Chen Yue also told what happened to him just now. In comparison, the two of them went to the toilet together, which was quite efficient.

"Why is the waitress crying in the men's room?"

"If I were a male waiter, would I enter the women's restroom?"

"This hotel is really weird."

"Could it be related to the gender of the supervisor? The female waitress was wronged and was afraid that the female supervisor would come in, so she could only enter the men's room."

Chen Yue: "Did you ask her why she was crying?"

"I asked, but she didn't say."

"That's because the way you asked the question is wrong. If it were me instead..."

……

The two of them banged and banged all the way back to the hotel lobby.

Before passing by the aluminum alloy door, it was still tightly closed.

Pierre sat back down, and there was only a little half of the soup base left.

He had only been out for less than half an hour, and the soup base was almost finished.

Pierre felt lucky that he asked for a refill of the soup base before going to the toilet.

In fact, this is what rules and weird stories are. People who are involved in them must be careful and try to be as comprehensive as possible.

Many people who have just participated in the dungeon are not in poor condition or smart. They often fail because they are too careless.

Details determine success or failure, which is well reflected here.

As a result, people have discovered that the people who are able to succeed in the end are often not “successful people” defined by secular definitions such as top academics or wealthy businessmen.

Scammers, soldiers, and even spies are the people with the highest number of clearances.

Under the influence of weird rules, "success" has been redefined, and value orientation has undergone tremendous changes.

This is a product of a specific era and is irreversible. The entire social atmosphere has begun to become "distorted."

Heroes emerge in troubled times, and glory emerges in prosperous times.

Xu Ye, Pierre, Chen Yue and others are all products of the turmoil caused by the invasion of strange stories, and are "heroes of the times".

If there were no rules and strange stories, they would still be living in a peaceful era, and maybe they would just disappear into the background.

……

Pierre rushed back. On the table, with the middle as the dividing line, half of it was clean, while the other half was covered with large splashes of oil and hot pot juice.

Pierre noticed that the thing sitting opposite... had changed.

In addition to the hands, what is connected to them is half of the forearm, and further up, the big arm is missing a few pounds.

There is a general outline of the belly, with pieces here and there, like a rag doll stuffed with cotton wool. The cotton wool is not full, and there are still many things missing.

Pierre saw that as the other person kept stuffing the "lamb rolls" cooked in the pot into his mouth, his body gradually became fuller.

A terrible thought flashed through me.

What on earth was he eating!

What are mutton rolls made of?

Just as Pierre was about to ask questions, two waiters came over. One added soup to the pot, and the other took out a rag and wiped the oil splashes on the table.

There were traces of black and blue in their eye sockets, and their faces looked a little tired.

Pierre: "Oh, dear, you look a little tired."

When Pierre speaks normally, his emotional intelligence is still very high, and his tone and level of concern are all just right.

The waiter subconsciously replied: "Yes, I have been working for twelve hours straight."

She stretched out her wrist and handed it to Pierre. The time on the dial showed clearly at 12:30 in the morning.

Pierre remembered that when he first entered the dungeon, the guests at the next table said the food here was really good, and they came less than half an hour after it opened.

The flow of time in a hot pot restaurant is... abnormal.

It only felt like about an hour since he became a regular monster.

Barrage: "Damn it, I found the reason. No wonder the ingredients deteriorate so quickly. Who can withstand this? It takes one minute for others, but it takes ten minutes or more for you."

"It's like living in vain."

"Ah... isn't this the same feeling I had when I stayed up late at night? Playing two games, and when I looked up, it was already dawn."

"It's so scary. The hot pot will dry out inexplicably. That's probably the reason. A normal hot pot won't dry out in half an hour."

……

At the dinner table, Pierre reminded: "Maybe you can take a break and let someone on shift take over."

"It doesn't matter." The waiter held his stiff cheek and smiled reluctantly: "I can still continue to do it."

She picked up the rag she had just used and left, leaving Pierre behind, staring at her back, lost in thought.

The hot pot is still going on, one is eating the green vegetables in the clear soup, and the other's palm is reaching into the boiling pot, constantly grabbing the mutton.