Horror game, I became the group's favorite after my mind was read

Rong Lele looked on with contentment as the mistletoe on her right wrist was "burned" by the device on the high wall, making a sizzling sound, "just" at the position of the mistletoe's eyes.

This black bead gradually merged into the red parasitic body...

The other party should not be able to see it for a while, before the "eyes" appear again.

Previously, she had seen a video on the Special Intelligence Bureau’s external propaganda board showing the followers of the Church of Omniscience being detected by the device that purified the high walls.

The believer in the video was mixed in the crowd and happened to be close to the triangular radiation device on the wall, and was paralyzed by an electromagnetic force...

Fang Xiyu said at the time that this wall could keep the cult members out to a certain extent, so Rong Lele guessed that the mistletoe in her hand would also be suppressed.

That's why she chose to get off at this stop. As expected...

But she didn't dare to bet how long it would take, so Rong Lele quickened her pace and walked up to Mr. An, the owner of the small shop.

"Boss, I want to buy some eggs and borrow your kitchen."

*

After Wei Xinyi recovered, he opened his eyes again, with anger floating in his eyes.

Six minutes had passed since he lost the mistletoe vision, but fortunately it was restored. Now he reconnected to the mistletoe vision and saw Rong Lele serving a steaming dish similar to scrambled eggs with tomatoes out of the pot.

He broke out in a cold sweat, luckily the target of this mission was this stupid woman.

If this were any other mission, let alone six minutes, even if it was just six seconds of abnormality, his first reaction would be to run for his life.

Because of the six-minute disconnection, it might be a sign that he was discovered by the opponent and was about to be killed.

Phew, he breathed a sigh of relief. Of course, if it was Rong Lele, she would just eat, drink, wash and sleep like a fool and waste six hours.

Wei Xinyi sneered. He despised the people behind the high walls the most, who thought they were superior to others.

In fact, they are just leeks raised by the nobles, just like the middle class in any era in the past, stupid, arrogant and lazy.

In fact, any random wave can turn their peaceful lives upside down; it is just a matter of probability.

Just like now, it was finally Rongcheng's turn. Wei Xinyi raised a cruel smile at the corner of his lips.

He watched Rong Lele clean the spatula for the boss.

She turned around and went back inside the high wall, apparently intending to take the bus home.

Wei Xinyi learned from Gu Shan that Rong Lele was being ostracized in the Rong family, so it was not surprising that she had nothing to eat when she returned home and had to cook meals outside and bring them back.

He looked at the time boredly, waiting for the sentencing moment in three hours...

*

Small shop, Rong Lele wants to check out:

"One serving of rice and a raw egg."

Boss An waved his hand, signaling her to leave without getting married.

Rong Lele was a little surprised.

She chose organic eggs from behind closed doors, which cost more than $100 each, which is quite expensive.

Boss An stared at Rong Lele with his eyes, as if living outside the wall for too long had damaged his eyesight. Although he looked as sharp as a night hawk, his eyes could not see clearly at all.

Boss An spoke, his voice was as rough and harsh as if it had been polished on sandpaper, but his tone was very calm, like dead water:

"I've lived like a mole for two years, and I'm not as anxious as you when cooking. If nothing happened, who wouldn't want to eat a slow meal?

You take it. Uncle An may not be doing well, but he doesn’t need the money.”

Rong Lele watched him finish speaking with her eyes closed, leisurely basking in the last bit of sunlight and feeling the evening breeze, her few remaining strands of hair fluttering in the wind.

Rong Lele suddenly thought of the elderly people in the nursing homes on Earth.

There was a nursing home next to the orphanage she lived in at the time. She had seen many elderly people like this, who were holding on to the enlightenment gained from decades of bitter life, waiting for death to come and take everything into the coffin.

She thanked him, turned around and crossed the high wall again, going to the "Rongyuan Road" station to continue waiting for the bus to go home.

The delicious aroma emanated from the food box, attracting the attention of other people waiting for the bus.

I have to say that Huaqiang's cooking skills are top-notch. He can even make strange ingredients like scarlet mistletoe look beautiful and fragrant.

Rong Lele lowered her eyes and looked at the cooked mistletoe in the food box and the black eyeballs that looked like milk tea pearls left on her right wrist.

She thought she could get rid of the mistletoe, but she didn't expect that the eyeball was still left, so she had to continue performing under Wei Xinyi's supervision...

Six minutes ago.

When she stood in the small kitchen in the backyard of Boss An's shop, she closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, the light in her eyes belonged to Chef Huaqiang.

This was also her first experience. It turned out that the function of the contract was to allow Huaqiang or Liu Feifei's consciousness to enter her body.

It was as if another soul was controlling her body, and Huaqiang's consciousness was directing her hands...

Huaqiang pulled out the scarlet mistletoe, cut it into several pieces and threw it into the pot, showing off his "Michelin cooking" talent.

With a crackling sound, clang-clang-clang, the ingredients and the hot oil are evenly blended with each other, frying out the aroma and attractive color, neatly and accurately.

Rong Lele found it magical. It was clearly her own body, but she could feel the subtle connection between her consciousness and Huaqiang's.

As long as she wants, she can take back control of her body at any time.

She was just a brief spectator, watching Huaqiang finish cooking the dish in three minutes. Waves of mouth-watering aroma wafted from the pot.

Including the time Rong Lele spent communicating with the boss, it was exactly five minutes, but she did not serve the dishes immediately.

Instead, she waited quietly beside the pot until the eye reappeared a minute later, and then she began to serve the dishes.

Under Wei Xinyi's surveillance, he was made to believe that what he missed was just a home-cooked dish hastily made by a poor girl who borrowed the small kitchen in the illegal backyard of a small shop.