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

All the silver table covers were opened, the table was steaming, and the aroma of food wafted into everyone's nostrils.

The food should have whetted people's appetite, but it was intimidating because of its hideous ingredients.

At this moment everyone knew that the "unruly" ingredient was not what they thought, but it was far more disgusting than that.

Ant soup drowned in oil, stiff centipede skewers, shiny black fried scorpions, tomato, frog egg and earthworm noodles, sticky worm pudding, and bursting spider tails.

Six dishes, each one more appalling than the last.

Ling Rizhao closed his eyes and clasped his right hand tightly on the edge of the table, as if he was about to overturn the table in the next second.

"It's okay, we don't have to eat."

Knowing that this table of food directly hit the sore spot of the person next to him, Xiao Qianchuan whispered to comfort him, his eyes wandering over the plate.

"I have no appetite. I can't eat anything."

Lanbo scratched his dry and yellow hair, turned his back to the cook, and winked at everyone frantically.

After receiving the signal, everyone quickly reached a consensus.

"I won't eat this meal."

Everyone held their weapons and tensed their muscles, ready to prevent the cook from suddenly attacking.

But the other person started laughing, with a mouthful of rotten teeth leaning to one side and a clicking sound as his mouth opened and closed.

"Hehehe... these are all good things! Why don't you eat them? Oh my! Could it be that the young master and young lady's tastes have changed? This shouldn't be possible!"

As she spoke, she picked up the soup spoon, filled a bowl of ant soup and pushed it in front of Mantis.

"Mantis, Little Foley, you two loved to eat the food I cooked when you were little. You would pester me to tell you stories before every meal. Now that you have grown up, you still act like children. So, after I finish telling you the story, you must eat your meal obediently!"

Seeing that the old witch wanted to serve him some soup, Foley quickly grabbed the spoon.

"No, no. You tell the story first! Tell it quickly, I can't wait any longer."

Looking down, she saw that her palms were empty. She rubbed her hands, and the black mud crumbs between her fingers fell on the table. She felt a little embarrassed, so she quickly picked it up, stuffed it into her mouth, and smacked it with relish.

Mantis was already feeling disgusted by the feast of insects on the table, and after seeing this scene, he could no longer hold back and turned around to retch.

Mantis covered her mouth tightly for fear of angering the cook. Unexpectedly, the man was even more anxious than her. He took two steps forward, patted her back gently, and soothed her breath.

"Drink some soup, don't be in a hurry, eat slowly!"

Mantis was so flattered that her whole body froze, holding the bowl of soup and not daring to move.

The cook's cloudy eyes moved back and forth among the three heirs of the castle.

"Hey, this is an old story that you have heard hundreds of times, and you are still not tired of it. Let me think, where should I start?"

"Ah! That's right."

The cook suddenly turned to Foley and came very close to him, her pointed nose almost touching his face.

"Little Foley, do you still remember the little friend who liked to follow you around everywhere? Let's start with him."

Foley stretched his neck and leaned back as far as he could, resisting the urge to smash the head in front of him with his cane, and shook his head vigorously.

The cook stared at Foley's face for a long time and found that he had really forgotten. Sighing, she stepped back a little and seemed to be talking to herself.

"How could I not remember? I don't remember anything!"

Xiao Qianchuan noticed the flash of disappointment in the other person's eyes and asked, "What happened to Fulai's friend?"

"He! He's a bad boy."

The cook pursed her lips and said, "He just runs around all day. He is obviously the son of a hunter, but he is short and skinny. It's all his fault that he doesn't eat well."

"Fulai is different. He has loved the food I cook since he was a child. He is plump and white."

The cook looked at Foley as she spoke, every wrinkle on her face filled with smiles.

Everyone turned to look at Foley, a man with dark skin and a thin figure, and for the first time they doubted what the NPC said.

Foley glared back fiercely, his gnashing teeth and helpless look added a bit of humor to the tense atmosphere at the moment.

"I remember that time you kindly invited him home for dinner. But the kid actually knocked over the bowl and refused to eat a single bite no matter what. It was a waste of my efforts. It was not easy to make this meal! So I told him the legend of the castle."

The cook was talking with a dry mouth, and seeing that the ant soup next to Mantis was almost cold but still untouched, she simply took it and took a big gulp.

"Legends? What legends are there in Inset Castle?"

The story stopped halfway through, which made Xiao Qianchuan very annoyed. He scratched his ears and cheeks in discomfort.

He thought to himself, if this person said, "To know what happened next, please listen to the next episode," then he would definitely pour the whole pot of soup on her head.

Fortunately, I don't know who is luckier. The cook didn't keep us in suspense and continued after wiping her mouth.

"There has always been a legend in the castle."

Everyone pricked up their ears.

"Legend has it that this castle was built on the graves of Inset's ancestors. It has suppressed an evil creature for generations."

[Ding dong! ]

[Hidden mission progress 10%.]

Xiao Qianchuan: "What evil thing? Where is it?"

Everyone looked at the sickly young man in the chief seat. Seeing that he was listening so attentively, they thought he was really just a child.

Did he really think he was here to listen to a story?

Xiao Qianchuan didn't care about the looks from others and couldn't hide his excitement.

Finally there was a clue to the hidden mission, and he wanted to go up and hug the cook's shoulders and shake her hard, so that she would tell him everything she knew.

Others may not like to hear this story, but he does!

"No one has ever seen what that evil creature looks like. But everyone knows that it is underground and has been hungry for hundreds of years. Those children in the castle who don't eat well will be taken away by it at night!"

Hearing this, everyone realized that they were being treated like children. Those who had originally wanted to listen carefully to a clue instantly fell in dismay.

"What a ridiculous story. It's just made up."

Foley, who was woven into the story, was unhappy all over.

"boom……"

A corner of the long table was broken off by the unhappy cook with her bare hands, and everyone was shocked.

Lanbo lifted the tablecloth to take a look, his mouth opened instantly, and he whispered his discovery in horror.

"This table is made of iron, solid black iron, very hard!"

As if she had heard Lan Bo's words, the cook smiled with her gapped teeth showing, stuffed the iron block in her hand into her mouth, and began to chew it with a crunching sound like she was chewing a biscuit.

Hearing the chewing sound, cold sweat suddenly broke out on Foley's forehead, his bones went limp, and he regretted his rude words just now.

This old woman is indeed not someone to be trifled with.

Licking the iron filings from the corner of her mouth, the cook glanced at the trembling Foley.

"How can it be made up? Others may not know, but you don't know? Little Foley, you saw it with your own eyes!"

The cook spoke with great confidence, but at the end she sighed repeatedly.

"Oh! I forgot again. You don't even remember it!"

"Your friend smashed the bowl, slept without eating anything all night. The next morning you knocked on the door of the guest room next door, but found that he was not there. You were angry that he left without saying goodbye. But when you went downstairs you found him lying in the garden."

The cook also showed an extremely frightened look on her face, as if she was still frightened by the memory of that scene.

"The child was half buried in the soil. When we dug him out, we found a hole as big as a bowl in his stomach. It was completely empty. Not only were there no internal organs, but there was not even a drop of blood or flesh left on his body. His eyeballs were gone. He was just an empty shell."

If people previously thought that this story was just nonsense to fool children, now everyone heard it as a blatant threat.

This is a feast for insects. If you don't eat it, you will die.

But I don’t know what will happen if I eat it? Will I die anyway?

Ranpo, who had been trying to minimize his presence, turned around and winked at the boy in the first seat. However, their brain waves were not on the same frequency, and even after staring dryly, the other party did not receive his signal.

Lan Bo had no choice but to move slightly and get closer to the housekeeper beside him.

"Well, you two are together, right? Then I'll tell you straight, don't eat anything. Trust me."

For Lan Bo, who has a luck value of 99 points, he never makes mistakes on multiple-choice questions.

That overflowing sense of self-confidence was of no use to Ling Rizhao. Even if the other party didn't remind them, he and Xiao Qianchuan would definitely not eat those things.

He nodded, expressing his appreciation for the player's kindness, and turned to remind Xiao Qianchuan beside him.

But as soon as he turned his head, there was a buzzing sound and his entire brain was bombarded and shut down.