Escape BOSS is always fattening me [Infinite Stream]

The hall of the palace in the morning was quiet, the butler stood silently in the corner with his hands folded, and the five people at the dining table sat in the same order as last night.

Sheng Weiming finished his breakfast early. He propped his chin with his hands, and kept his straight eyes on the draft paper at hand.

And he was not the only one with dull eyes at the dining table. The young man sitting across from him was tilting his head in bewilderment, poking a fork into a poached egg with his hands weakly. Chen Nian covered his mouth and yawned with a look of no Looks like I've had enough sleep.

But the truth is the same, he really didn't sleep well all night.

Last night, Chen Nian always felt that he was imprisoned by something at night. The thing was soft to the touch through the quilt, but for some reason, it just clung to him.

It's not uncomfortable, it just feels weird.

In addition to this feeling, he also felt that something had touched his face several times, but when he dazedly smashed his mouth and wanted to knock that annoying thing away, he hit him with one hand. null.

And woke myself up.

Chen Nian hardly closed his eyes in the middle of the night. After waking up, he immediately sat up wrapped in a quilt, and touched the side of the bed with his hands.

The quilt covered under his body was very soft, and when his fingers touched it, he would sink into the fluff on the surface.But apart from touching the hair on his hand, Chen Nian didn't feel anything else.

Then the young man tensed up, and he lay face-on on the bed, squirmed his head out of the bed, squinted his eyes and looked under the bed several times.

The soft hair on the head fell down one after another due to gravity, Chen Nian clutched his bangs and climbed back to the center of the bed, staring at the open window for a long time.

Maybe it was too windy at night, the young man shrank his neck and guessed to himself.

Thinking about it this way, the young man felt that the weirdness he felt just now was most likely imagined in his dream.But when he rolled himself back into a ball and lay back in the middle of the bed, he felt a slight tingling on the back of his neck.

Subconsciously raised his hand to touch it, Chen Nian was dazed for half a minute, then immediately sat up straight.

He threw off the quilt and ran out of bed, pulled on his slippers and rushed into the bathroom without looking back.

A dazzling light flashed in front of the mirror, and a head appeared in the mirror with a little mist on the edge.The head stuck its neck and turned left and right, as if it hadn't found a good direction, and the soft plush ears on the hat kept swinging with the young man's movements.

Chen Nian raised his legs to stick on the sink, he supported the countertop with his hands, and finally sat halfway on the sink to look at the back of his neck in an extremely twisted posture.

Lifting the hair from the back, the young man tried his best to squint his eyes, and finally saw that there seemed to be a circle of red marks on his skin.

It's still a few small depressions with regular up and down rules.

Just like tooth marks.

Withdrawing his fingers like lightning, Chen Nian's mind froze for a long time.Then he blinked, and then slowly turned off the light and returned to the bedroom. After he jumped onto the bed and wrapped the quilt tightly, turning himself into a motionless caterpillar, the young man fell asleep again. No more.

Slowly chewing the food in his mouth, swallowing it with difficulty, suddenly felt a cold touch on his face.Chen Nian's fingers trembled, and then he looked up in confusion.

The man reflected in his pupils was gently brushing across his face with the cold knife and fork handle. Chen Nian subconsciously felt that the tooth marks on the back of his neck were a little hot, so he tried to move himself back.

"Do you want to eat on the ground?" Draas stared at Chen Nian.

Moving back the half of his butt that had protruded from the chair, Chen Nian resisted the drowsiness and shook his head timidly, "I don't want to."

Chen Nian originally had a small appetite, coupled with the sequelae of staying up late and being overly nervous, he now has no appetite at all.

Draas frowned, and his gaze fell on the food in front of Chen Nian, which had only been picked a few times and was barely touched, and the look in his eyes darkened.

The nostrils were filled with the fragrant and soft smell of small prey. The tall and handsome man held up the cup in his hand, and concealed his swallowing behavior well by bowing his head.

Chen Nian took a deep breath, and Fang Li beside him had already put down the tissue in his hand to wipe his lips.The latter tugged the young man's cuffs under the tablecloth, then stood up directly, and asked Dellas for instructions: "Thank you for your hospitality. If there is nothing else, then we are going to the studio."

Naturally, Draas had nothing to do. He waved his hand casually as a response to their request, then took back the knife and fork and began to finely chop the vegetables in front of him.

Fang Li looked at the man's movements strangely, but Sheng Weiming had already waved the note in his hand at her and walked to the front.

"Hurry up, we're going to stay for ten hours." He reminded softly.

The girl turned around silently, and Chen Nian, who was walking in a vain manner, began to walk up the stairs towards the studio.

And when the four people's footsteps disappeared, the man sitting at the long table gently put down the knife and fork in his hand.

"Take it to squeeze the juice." He instructed the housekeeper, "Send it to him later."

Sardis wiped his fingers meticulously with a clean tissue, and added with a smile.

"Remember, you have to watch him finish drinking with your own eyes."

Today's studio has returned to its original appearance.

The wall is smooth, without any intricate blood vessels, no sticky lumps of meat, and no "thumping" heartbeat.

After Fang Mu pushed open the door, he paused for a short while, and then walked into the room first.

"I found a piece of news yesterday." Sheng Weiming sat cross-legged on the ground. He spread the draft paper he had read all morning on the ground, and then sighed.

"The words on it are messed up, I can only understand a little bit."

Chen Nian bent his knees and squatted beside him to look at the paper.

"What's written on it?" The young man looked at the pile of twisted lines like wool balls, but couldn't even find a pattern that looked like words.

"Is this really written?" He asked doubtfully, "Could it be that someone just drew something on it."

Sheng Weiming shook his head, and he opened the entire draft paper, revealing the results of his one-night research.

"It's words, it's just that the people who wrote these things are not normal anymore."

When a person is in a state of extreme trance, the handwriting will flutter along with it.

Chen Nian listened to Fang Li's analysis in a low voice to himself, and finally he was able to understand what the owner of the note looked like when he wrote the pen.

"Refer to the notes you took when you took a nap in Chinese class." Fang Li reminded.

Sheng Weiming's ability to recognize handwriting was superb. After he read the translation of this passage, the others fell silent together.

The owner of this piece of paper should be the servant here.

But I don't know why, since they entered the palace, they have only seen two stewards besides De Las, and even one of them disappeared last night. You can clearly smell the blood on his body.

"This servant came before Draas woke up."

The believers around the palace were built together, but the objects they served did not wake up at that time.

The Old Ones came to the land one after another with the flooding of the sea. They were scattered in different areas. At the same time, the human beings who were lucky enough to spy on their bodies were either completely crazy or fell into a kind of worship that was difficult to extricate themselves from.

The original believers are the most fanatical representatives. They believe that this is the god sent by the heaven to save the world, and after encountering countless strange disasters, they even want to seek the protection of the god.

The believer built a huge manor for the Old One, and was willing to become a servant to serve this unspeakable master.

Days passed, and the fanaticism of believers was passed on from generation to generation.

The other Old Ones have already awakened one by one, and their strange figures often pass by the ocean.

And in order to wake up this sleeping god as soon as possible, almost half of the believers began to choose to sacrifice themselves.

After the blood flowed down the channel into the huge pit below the castle, a pair of eyes finally opened slowly, revealing the scarlet pupils inside.

Although the palace is larger than ordinary humans, it simply cannot accommodate the original posture of the gods.Not knowing what state of mind he was in, the indistinct figure began to shrink violently, and finally turned into the appearance of Dras standing in the palace.

The words on the paper also came to an abrupt end here.

"So..." Chen Nian thought for a while, "The large group of believers before used blood to summon Dras."

"So what does this matter have to do with our mission?"

"It's partly related." Sheng Weiming said in a low voice, "For example, Drass looks at us like ants."

Then the "human world" in his eyes is definitely not the "human" world in the conventional sense.

There was a rhythmic knock on the door, and Chen Nian, who was closest to the door, slowly stood up. He opened the door carefully, and saw the housekeeper with a kind smile outside.

And the hot vegetable juice in his hand.

The master ordered, let me drink it while watching you. The butler forced the cup into Chen Nian's hand, and at the same time warned with a smile, "Not a single drop is left." "

Chen Nian: ...

After poking Dellas' villain countless times in his heart, Chen Niancai gulped down the vegetable juice with a wrinkled face in front of everyone.

The butler came to the door with a satisfied expression. The young man felt bitter in his mouth when he stood at the door. It took him a long time to suppress the taste in his throat, and then returned to his seat with his face slumped.

"Do you think Dellas's 'world' is full of vegetable juices?" Chen Nian asked suffocatingly.

The author has something to say: Vegetable Juice: ?

Ahhh I am learning to drive today, so the update is a little late!

感谢在2020-07-2904:06:13~2020-07-3023:59:16期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of warm water;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!