Horror game: Help the ghosts make choices at the beginning

"Holy shit, shit, is that my wild brother?"

"Brother Ye has really changed. He is becoming more and more like a killer. He is full of evil spirits."

"(licking the screen) He is indeed a mad god, he actually started hunting ghosts! Ahhhhh——"

In the live broadcast room, a group of water friends suddenly saw this scene.

He was startled at first, and then he realized what he was doing.

This wild brother?

Is it really Ye Ge?

how to say.

Cold and cold. It looks scary and strong.

Now Jiang Ye can be said to be capable and responsible.

"What should I do? Brother Ye is getting more and more handsome!"

"It looks so reliable, woo woo..."

"Doesn't anyone care about the anchor who is about to cry?"

……

Yang Zhuo looked at the long blood stains on the ground and fled the scene as if running away.

Yang Zhuo is a little confused now.

My heart is confused and my mind is confused.

Jiang Ye looks really strong now.

If he is a teammate, he must be very reliable.

The premise is that the other party is still a human being.

Huh? Why does it have to be human?

Goblin?

Ghost teammates?

Yang Zhuo was shocked by his idea.

is it possible?

In previous live broadcast rooms, it was not impossible to say that there were humans who turned into ghosts but still maintained human emotions.

In the confusion, he thought of a comment made by netizens when watching the live broadcast.

He had already forgotten it, but at this time, he suddenly remembered it again.

——Brother Ye is very powerful. But if you want to be a teammate of Brother Ye, or hold someone's lap, you must have a strong heart and the courage to grow up eating the gall of bears.

Yang timid Zhuo: "..."

Cried.

I really want to cry.

Can these thighs be hugged?

[Little Lucky] You have the ability to say something!

……

……

On the other side, Jiang Ye quickly dealt with the traces after returning to the security booth.

Then find a small cooking pot.

Cut two pieces of the 'Large Intestine from an Unknown Land' presented by Hell's Chef, add it with Hell's Chef's blood, and add two slices of liver and brain.

I processed it briefly and put it in the pot to stew.

After a while, bubbles began to bubble in the pot.

……

The barber sat cross-legged: "Aren't you going to send him to work?"

Killer: "This hell cook doesn't look like he can work well. Keeping him here will only be harmful. Maybe he will come back with a vengeance one day."

Barber: "That's true. But I think that boy named Yang Zhuo is okay. He looks stupid."

Detective: "It's too weak. It's hard to live here. You may not be able to survive until you become a full-time employee."

High school teacher: "...Are you serious?"

That guy is clearly human.

How is it possible to leave the dungeon environment and go work somewhere else?

The fraudster touched his chin: "I think this pot of soup is quite fragrant."

Chef: "It would be better if you add some spice."

……

In my mind, the professionals chatted lively.

Jiang Ye could vaguely feel it.

Very lively.

"What is the taste?"

At this time, a figure floated past the window of the security booth.

After walking a few meters, he floated back hesitantly.

He sniffed and finally looked at the security booth.

Jiang Ye raised his head, isn't this the grandmother who repairs locks?

"Grandma, you're back."

After washing his face and tidying up his clothes, Jiang Ye looked like the innocent college student again.

The old lady raised her chin, "What did you do?"

Jiang Ye: "It's noon already, I'm making soup. Grandma, do you want a bowl?"

The old lady was very wary, "How much does a bowl cost?"

"for free."

"I don't want it, I don't believe any of your words!"

The old lady tightened her grip on the vegetable basket at hand, not wanting to have any more contact with this guy.

But this soup is really delicious.

Before leaving, she glanced at the bubbling blood soup again and swallowed unconsciously.

This guy makes it smell so good!

There must be no good intentions!

The old lady left in a hurry.

Jiang Ye picked up the spoon and stirred it in the pot, then picked up a piece of meat and smelled it.

"Is it poisonous? Probably not."

There are basic poison identification methods in the chef profession, and Jiang Ye checked them before putting them in the pot.

However, the horror world is full of surprises.

It’s hard to say Jiang Ye.

Suddenly, Jiang Ye turned his head and looked at the door of the security booth.

Beside the door, a little girl pulled on the door rail and "looked" this way cautiously.

Seeing him looking over, he shrank his neck.

He said in a low voice: "Brother...can I have some of that soup?"

Jiang Ye's gaze swept across her empty eyes, and then at the rag doll with wide eyes in her arms.

He smiled and said, "Okay."

Jiang Ye put the cabinet under the cabinet and kicked the corpse of the hell cook inside.

He had cleaned the body and there was no smell anymore.

He filled a bowl of blood soup, added a few pieces of meat, and handed it to the little girl at the door.

"Be careful of the burn."

The little girl tucked the doll under her arm, stretched out her hands, and carefully took the bowl.

After sniffing, his brows suddenly relaxed.

"It smells good."

So delicious.

My stomach was already growling.

She raised her head and drank a large bowl of it.

Even the meat inside was chewed up and swallowed.

After drinking the hot soup, my whole body warmed up.

Her complexion improved significantly, and the magnetic field around her became much more stable.

The smell of meat still lingered in her mouth, and she licked her lips.

Then he looked at the bubbling pot.

Jiang Ye originally thought she would ask for another bowl, but the little girl stared at it for a long time and looked away reluctantly.

Then... he looked at the cabinet under Jiang Ye.

"Brother, what's under your cabinet?"

Jiang Ye raised his eyebrows, "Did you see it?"

It stands to reason that from the angle of the security booth door, the things under his cabinet cannot be seen.

"It's just a little thing," he said.

The little girl pursed her lips and said, "Brother, if, that..."

She didn't seem to know what to say, and her language was a bit confusing, "I want two legs. If you don't want that thing, can I take the legs away for you?"

After Jiang Ye heard this, he stopped standing in front of the cabinet.

He took two steps back and sat down in his seat.

There was still a smile on his face, but his eyes were cold.

"What do you want your legs for?"

He shared the soup because he temporarily had no appetite for such human-shaped ghosts.

But this does not mean that others can come and ask for his things at will.

You can take what I give you.

But you can’t take what I didn’t give.

……