Infinity: Others play games with krypton gold, I play games with krypton life

"You! Spit it out now."

When everyone heard the sound and looked, they saw the young man in the first seat with greasy lips, being pinched on the cheek by the butler and shaken vigorously.

"Um...don't...I've already swallowed it."

The boy opened his eyes wide and pitifully accused the man next to him.

After a moment, the big hand loosened its grip weakly, and fell on the table with a bang, which scared everyone.

Lan Bo looked at the two of them in amazement, not understanding the boss's intention of testing the poison on himself, so he asked weakly.

"Um... didn't I tell you not to eat?"

"I'm hungry! Can't I?"

Xiao Qianchuan rubbed his cheeks which were sore from being pinched. Seeing that everyone was looking at him without blinking, he felt embarrassed.

What's the face pinching?

Although he complained, seeing that Officer Ling was very angry and that the other party really cared about him, Xiao Qianchuan no longer cared about his face and went up to him to apologize.

"You pinched my face and it hurt, but I'm not angry. Why are you angry? Just listen to me, okay?"

Seeing the man tilting his neck back to avoid him, he wiped his mouth, rinsed his mouth with water, and simply grabbed the other person's collar and leaned over to explain in his ear.

"Don't worry, I know my limits. I know that scorpion, it's not poisonous. When I was a kid, my friends and I often went to the pile of rocks in Nanshan to dig them up. We sold the big ones to Chinese medicine stores for fifty cents each, and roasted the small ones for ourselves. They're as crispy as fried fish, and they can eliminate toxins and reduce internal heat."

Scorpion is indeed a traditional Chinese medicine and also a medicinal food ingredient. Xiao Qianchuan was not talking nonsense about this.

But Ling Rizhao listened with a frown on his face. Knowing was one thing, but eating it by himself was another.

After struggling for a long time, he slowly uttered a word.

"it is good."

Ling Rizhao's expression was extremely solemn. He looked at the plate of fried scorpions and slowly stretched out his fork.

The scene gave off a feeling of a heroic sacrifice. Xiao Qianchuan could not bear to watch it any more, so he held Officer Ling's hand and brought him closer to himself. He opened his mouth and bit off the scorpion on the officer's fork, eating it with just a few crunches.

"Don't force yourself. Lanbo... uh, the guy called Anderson now, didn't he say it? It's best not to eat. Don't put all your eggs in one basket. Different choices may trigger different plot progress. It's just right for us to make different choices."

Ling Rizhao: "But you..."

"Look, I ate it, and I'm fine! Don't worry, don't worry."

Seeing that the young man was fine after eating two bites, everyone began to hesitate.

Is there nothing wrong with these dishes themselves?

Or was it just a coincidence that the fried scorpion was not poisonous?

Or maybe this is simply the boy's innate skill?

Players who can enter the A-level world alive rely not only on powerful talents and life-saving items, but also on caution and prudence. Even if someone has demonstrated it, people still dare not try it easily.

The night breeze was cool in early spring, and the cold wind coming in through the stained-glass windows made the candlelight on the dining table flicker.

The heat from the plates had dissipated, and the dishes on the table were about to get cold. The cook stood beside the table, her shadow lengthened and magnified by the candlelight, filling the entire wall.

She just smiled and stood quietly by the dining table, staring at everyone with her cloudy eyes, making people feel very uncomfortable.

Foley wiped the cold sweat off his head and reached out to push Lizard who was standing beside him. The latter still hung his head and did not move, as if he was resting with his eyes closed.

After a while, Lizard suddenly woke up as if from a dream, and his body, which was originally leaning against the back of the chair, suddenly straightened up.

Fulai had been paying attention to him and noticed that his back was soaked with sweat. He suddenly became nervous and asked, "How is it?"

Everyone was confused as to what was going on. They just saw Lizard silently pick up the knife and fork and reach for the plate of grilled centipede skewers, then accurately took out a piece of lettuce underneath and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Is this okay?"

Lan Bo couldn't help but exclaim in amazement. He turned to look at the young man at the head seat, only to find that he was still eating.

Their eyes met inadvertently, and the boy smiled at him and shook the fork in his hand. Lanbo suddenly connected to the other's brain waves.

So you mean, let yourself have a taste too?

Lanbo curled the corners of his mouth, laughed awkwardly twice, and shook his head quickly.

Thanks! Not to mention the bugs, he didn't even want to eat the garnishes on the side of the plate.

His lucky intuition told him not to eat it, not even a single bite.

"Ah! How...save...well..."

Suddenly there was a scream. Lanbo turned his head and saw Fulai pinching his throat and falling to the ground wailing in pain.

"How could this happen? I saw him only eat a bite of lettuce like you, why are you fine? Why did he become like this?"

Lizard didn't have time to answer Mantis's question, and quickly squatted down to check on Foley. But he couldn't hold down the man who was rolling on the ground in pain.

Foley's lips turned purple and his face was distorted. He sometimes tightly grasped his throat with both hands, and sometimes pounded his abdomen with his fists.

This horrific act of self-abuse frightened everyone.

But what was even more terrifying was that the next second, Fulai suddenly knelt up, lowered his head and vomited a large pool of green water. In the bubbling green water, there were actually small transparent beads, and there seemed to be something wriggling in the beads as big as longan.

When Xiao Qianchuan saw what it was, he immediately reached out and covered the eyes of Officer Ling beside him.

“They are insect eggs.”

As soon as these words were spoken, Mantis, who had originally wanted to get closer to observe, immediately moved away.

Foley was still vomiting, and a large number of insect eggs rushed out along with green water and red meat, as if he was going to vomit out all his internal organs.

The whole banquet hall was filled with a suffocating smell of decay and acid. Mantis covered his mouth and nose, looking at the twitching Foley with pity.

I understand. He's dying.