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"Do you think she's a little too slow in getting the bowl?"

Zhu Xue looked at the vacant seat and suddenly spoke.

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone stopped eating, and for a moment, the atmosphere at the table became stagnant.

"It seems that it is indeed a bit slow..."

"Maybe she's eating alone in there?"

Seth Gabel said with a nonchalant expression.

Seeing that no one paid attention to him, Seth Gabel didn't care and continued to eat leisurely.

"I'll go take a look..."

Bai Yao stood up and walked towards the kitchen.

He can be resurrected and is not afraid of being targeted by strange people.

And there is a third eye watching on the ceiling. As long as you do something strange, it will definitely see it!

Their dining table was not far from the kitchen door and was directly facing it.

Under the gaze of everyone, Bai Yao stood at the door and looked inside, then turned around and shook his head helplessly.

Everyone was shocked!

Another one disappeared, and it was a player!

At this moment, except Bai Yao, Fu Yan and Seth Gabel, no one was in the mood to eat. They all sat at the dining table without saying a word.

Fatty grabbed his hair in annoyance. "What on earth is this weird hunting mechanism? We didn't do anything, so why are there fewer people?"

"Alone!"

Lin Wanlu spoke calmly, instantly attracting everyone's attention.

"The first one to disappear was the NPC, who was walking at the back when getting off the bus. The second one to disappear was the player, who was alone when she went to get the bowl..."

"So the weird hunting mechanism should be to hunt down all those who are alone!"

Everyone's eyes lit up, and then they nodded thoughtfully. It was indeed as Lin Wanlu said.

"That's not right either!"

Zhu Xue retorted:

"It's such a big resort, there must be a lot of tourists. Not everyone will be alone, right?"

Facing Zhu Xue's questioning, Lin Wanlu thought for a moment and explained:

"Maybe Guiyi used some tricks to separate them intentionally, and then defeated them one by one."

"For example, the reason why the player just now broke the bowl might be because of the weirdness!"

Although this explanation sounds like pure speculation, they currently don't know what the strange ability is, so it's understandable that they are guessing.

Zhu Xue refuted again:

"Then there were also two people eating at the table we saw just now. Were they left alone? Didn't they disappear as well?"

Listening to Zhu Xue's words, Lin Wanlu didn't know how to explain it at first, but she soon thought of something and showed a confident expression on her face:

"I see. It's because the strange hunting mechanism is different for those of us in the car and the original tourists in the resort!"

Upon hearing this, a big question mark appeared on everyone's forehead.

"Aren't you talking nonsense?"

Fatty glared and said bluntly.

Lin Wanlu gave her own reasons:

"Haven't you watched Bai Yao's live broadcast? In his last "Man in the Mist" dungeon, Weird used a different hunting mechanism for him and NPCs!"

"NPCs die as soon as they leave the house, but if you want to attack the white demon, you have to kill four NPCs. Doesn't this mean that the weird hunting mechanism is different for different characters?"

The white demon at the scene: "..."

No, sister, they just have a grudge against the NPCs, and since it’s a single-player game, the hunting mechanics are different.

This is a multiplayer game!

Besides, what grudge could there be between Weird and the tourists at the resort?

What's the matter? Are you jealous of the Dawn Resort's good business, so you hang yourself at the entrance of the resort. Even if it's weird, you want to ruin this place?

Isn't this pure brain damage!

Bai Yao shook his head helplessly, too lazy to listen to her nonsense anymore!

Some others believed it, while others thought there was a problem with it.

But no matter what, it's always good to make sure you're not alone.

What if it was really caused by being left alone?

After the meal, everyone was too lazy to clean up and just left the food on the table.

It's a weird world anyway, at worst I can just change the bowl...

Bai Yao stood up and pulled Fu Yan along, preparing to go see what other ingredients were in the kitchen.

After all, he still has five days to live, and he doesn’t want to eat the “pre-prepared meals” in the game store!

Only they have the leisure to cook in the dungeon...

Standing in the kitchen, Bai Yao suddenly caught a glimpse of a note stuck on the wall behind the wok.

The note has turned yellow and seems to have been stuck on the wall for many years.

There were only five simple words written in red pen on it:

【Hot and sour potato shreds】

It’s a very simple dish name and doesn’t look like anything special.

Bai Yao reached out and gently pulled the note down, only to find that the note had been torn already, and the five words were written on the wall!

Judging from the appearance, he must have written "Hot and Sour Potato Shreds" on it repeatedly until the ink completely soaked through the paper and was torn by the friction of the pen tip.

And the words naturally fell on the wall!

"This looks like someone used it to order food?"

Fu Yan guessed.

The white demon remained silent.

Under normal circumstances, if the owner of the resort or other special person places an order, they should directly instruct the chef.

Of course, in a copy, abnormality is normal, and most clues are useful. Behind this torn note, there may be some unknown secrets...

"I know!" Bai Yao suddenly said, "The note means that you should make me a portion of spicy and sour potato shreds!"

Fu Yan: "..."

"Let's talk about it when we get back!"

Bai Yao leaned on the stove again and moved closer to the words on the wall to observe them carefully. Sure enough, he found that the words on it were the same as the words he had seen in the corridor before, and were repeated many times.

The handwriting at the top is very new. Considering that everyone in the resort disappeared today, Bai Yao probably wrote this at noon.

"Let's not talk about who wrote this for now. If it's really an order, judging by the oxidation level of this note, it must be at least seven or eight years old!"

"That is to say, the person who wrote this note will have to eat hot and sour potato shreds every day for seven or eight years!"

"You've eaten so much that you've become a potato spirit, right?!"

Bai Yao looked surprised. What kind of god could persist in eating potatoes for seven or eight years?

Can you at least change your taste, buddy?

Fu Yan shook his head helplessly, "We don't even know what this note is for now, so let's not guess!"

"Besides, it's possible that the chef wanted to learn how to make spicy and sour potato shreds, but couldn't learn it, so he wrote a note and posted it here, writing it several times a day to remind himself..."

The white demon was speechless and laughed out loud:

"Fu Yan, are you stupid? How could someone be so stupid that he can't learn how to cook a dish in seven or eight years?"

Fu Yan stared at Bai Yao silently without saying anything.

Gradually, Bai Yao realized something and could no longer laugh.

"Fu Yan..."

"Ok?"

"Go sleep on the sofa!"

Fu Yan: "..."

Spicy balls!