Indie Games 30330

A group of people walked up to the second floor, only to find that the second floor turned out to be a small restaurant.At the moment, there is a long table exactly the same as that on the first floor in the dining room. Eleven bowls and dishes are placed on the table according to the seats. Each bowl has a small white porcelain lid. I don’t know what is inside.

The little black man sat on the seat of the host at the far end of the table, and there was also a porcelain bowl in front of him, but his bowl seemed to be one size bigger than the others, and it could be called a "basin". up.

The two heads on the little black man's head looked extremely excited, dangling around his slender neck non-stop, and his eyes were glued to the bowl in front of him, almost staring at the bowl.

"...What's in that bowl? Look at that starved ghost reincarnated, how come you haven't lifted the lid yet?"

The appearance of the little black man really made people's backs shudder, and the hippie whispered behind Cheng Mo.

As if he didn't hear what the hippie said, Qin Chuhe walked straight to the seat farthest from the little black man and sat down. When he passed by Cheng Mo, he gave him a hand to signal him to follow.

Cheng Mo was dragged by Qin Chuhe to sit next to him. Seeing that Qin Chuhe glanced at the crowd impatiently but didn't say anything, a thought suddenly flashed into his mind.

"Is it because he can't start unless we sit down?"

After he finished speaking, everyone found their seats and sat down as if awakened from a dream. Probably because of the previous experience, everyone had a serious psychological shadow on this little black man, and no one wanted to sit next to the little black man.

However, the hippie stood at the front but reacted the slowest. When he came to his senses, there was only the seat next to the little black man left.

"Damn it!" The hippie was sullen, and just about to explode, the little black man next to him glanced at him, and suddenly laughed shrillly, "Hey hey hey".

The laughter was very sharp and piercing, and it exploded suddenly in this originally quiet hut. It immediately frightened the hippies out of their wits, and the anger that had just accumulated was thrown out of the sky.

"All sit down, the little black man has been hungry for a long time, dinner can start."

The little black man tapped the bowl with a spoon. Every word he said seemed to be singing a weird song. Matching the current environment, it made people feel cold sweat on their backs.After he finished singing this sentence, the small hand like a dead branch finally grabbed the porcelain lid on the big bowl.

As the porcelain cover was lifted, a stench wafted over immediately.

"I | Fuck! What is this!" The hippie who sat closest, was the first to see what was in the little black man's bowl, immediately yelled and stood up pale.

"Oh my god! This..." The beautiful woman sitting next to him also exclaimed.

For Cheng Mo, his nose was shocked by the bowl of food before his eyes.The first thing that rushed into his nose was an extremely strong sour smell, mixed with an indescribable stench of corruption.If you had to describe the smell, a dumpster filled with corpses that had been stuffy for a whole month in the humid southern summer would be better than this.

Cheng Mo was brought to tears almost immediately, and when he saw the contents of the bowl clearly, his throat was filled with sour water.

I saw that there was a whole rotten human head in that huge bowl.

The head had long been rotted beyond recognition, and the entire scalp was red and red, because a large piece of skin had rotted, exposing the bright red flesh and blood inside.Densely packed white maggots came in and out of the empty eye sockets of this head, and the two cloudy eyeballs were heaving and falling in the blood soup with rotting debris floating, staring fixedly at the people at the table.

What made people feel the chills all over the body was that the jaw of this head was still opening and closing with a "click, click, click".

Cheng Mo was doing better, the little girl Qianqian who had just vomited almost vomited out her empty stomach again, and the old man was also pale and shaking like a sieve.

The little black man seemed unaware of everyone's reaction, happily scooped up a spoonful of blood water, tasted a couple of mouthfuls with great enjoyment, and let out a satisfied "cluck".

The bloody water was just his appetizing soup. After two sips, the little black man pried open the skull, bit the cranium with ragged fangs, and sucked the yellowed brain inside with gusto.

The intense sour smell mixed with the sound of "sucking" when he sucked the marrow, and everyone's faces were very ugly at this moment.

The little black man gnawed happily, and everyone had a very tangled expression when facing the bowl in front of them.With such an experience, everyone has done a full psychological construction for themselves before opening the lid.

There was only one exception——Qin Chuhe lifted the lid without any hesitation, and his bowl turned out to be a very normal-looking corn soup with croissants.

The successful man was overjoyed, and followed Qin Chuhe to open the cover...

He slammed the lid off—and there was a wriggling worm in his bowl.

From this point of view, it seems that everyone's bowl is different.Everyone no longer expected to see any good news from other people's bowls, and lifted the lids in front of them one after another.

Fortunately, except for the successful people, the food offered by the rest is quite normal.The middle-aged woman got a bowl of steaming white rice porridge, her daughter got preserved egg and lean meat porridge, the old man got a few pancakes, the gorgeous woman got salad, and the two little girls got Liangpi and Oily noodles... Cheng Mo saw the pancakes and fritters with soy milk in his bowl, and it was the first time he had fun in the game after entering the game.

What he didn't notice was that Qin Chuhe suddenly raised his head to look at him, and then looked away as if nothing had happened.

Among the ten people, the luckiest person was actually a hippie. In his bowl was a whole large portion of boiled fish, served with crystal clear white rice.For a moment, everyone's eyes were focused on this plate of boiled fish fillets overflowing with fragrance, especially the successful people, whose eyes almost gave off a green light like a hungry wolf.

"Brother, you are really lucky." Little Lolita smiled sweetly.

"Oh, hurry up and eat, be careful that you won't have another meal after this meal." The gorgeous woman said sarcastically, probably because she felt that her salad was no match for boiled fish fillets.

Surprisingly, the hippie was not as elated as everyone imagined when he won the first prize. He even gave a drink with a very unhappy expression:

"Fart! What do you all know!"

"You...why are you swearing at people all of a sudden." Qianqian said timidly, and Qianqian echoed, holding her good friend's arm, "Exactly! Everyone praises you, why are you still swearing!"

Seeing this, the middle-aged woman quickly hugged her daughter into her arms, but the little Lolita pushed her away again in disgust.Qin Chuhe turned his head away as nothing to do with himself.

The atmosphere of the crowd was tense, and Cheng Mo suddenly spoke slowly:

"He...has no sense of taste, he said that when he came in just now."

——Although I lost the sense of taste and smell before, I got a steady stream of creative inspiration from the copies I won. This is simply a business that only makes money!

The wild words of the hippies rang in their ears, and everyone suddenly realized.

"My sense of taste was mortgaged in the previous book, so whether this food tastes good or not is the same to me." The hippie shrugged and confirmed to everyone again indifferently.

He glanced at Cheng Mo a few more times, but he didn't expect that he could still remember these details clearly, and when he thought of the silver needle that his veterans almost didn't notice when he just entered the game, his eyes darkened. Shen.

"Are you really new here?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone's eyes were on Cheng Mo.

"What did I lie to you for?" Cheng Mo was a little uncomfortable being stared at by these spotlights. He moved his body back and looked at the hippie inexplicably. "Is there any benefit in pretending to be a novice?"

His appearance did not seem to be fake, everyone was quiet for a while, and the middle-aged woman suddenly sighed and explained:

"Young man, don't blame him for being suspicious. In this game, there are many people who pretend to be newcomers and pretend to be pigs and tigers. Many of us have suffered losses in this game. We should be more careful."

"Well...it's okay." Cheng Mo nodded. The middle-aged woman's words were not unreasonable. After all, the world is dangerous in every possible way, and if you encounter a big problem in this game, you will lose your arm and head.

"Okay, so much nonsense, let's eat quickly." The middle-aged man interrupted suddenly, seeing that everyone except him had normal food to eat, his face was very pale.

"That, that...how about I give you some of my noodles." Sissy said in a low voice, "If you don't eat today, you don't know when the next meal will be. People will starve to death."

The successful man glanced at the little girl gratefully, but probably because he was used to being superior on weekdays, his cheeks twitched, and it took a long time before he could say "thank you" like a mosquito.

The little girl didn't care about this, she quickly waved her hand and said it's okay.She picked up some noodles with her chopsticks and put them into the successful man's bowl.

What everyone didn't expect was that once the noodles were put into the bowls of successful people, they turned into twisted and struggling earthworms again.

"Don't worry about it, this is the original setting, just watch if you can't eat it." Qin Chuhe sneered, and took a sip of the soup slowly.

Seeing that struggling is useless, the successful people stopped talking, while the rest concentrated on the food in front of them.It's just that the little black man at the end of the table is still sucking happily, and the smell in the air is really disgusting. Except for Qin Chuhe, the rest of the people's appetites are not particularly good.

Cheng Moshi took two mouthfuls without taste, probably because the little black man at the table who was still "creaking" chewing was really disgusting, he always felt that there was something strange in his mouth, and he couldn't help being a little absent-minded when eating.

Suddenly, a surprised voice from the hippie came from across the table.

"Hey, this fish seems a bit salty."

The author has something to say: After being reminded in the comment area, some mistakes have been modified.Thank you cutie.