After saying that, she ignored the eyes on her back, stepped over the chef's fat body, and walked straight into the corridor.
The porter's code does not state that she cannot harm her colleagues, and her actions did not attract the attention of her supervisor.
The barrage was scrolling crazily in front of her eyes, and everyone was shocked by her operation.
[Sister Yao and I both have the same strength talent. Why can’t I defeat the monsters? 】
[This realm is so difficult. The host has not violated the employee rules. The chef cannot kill her at the moment, but he only needs to delay her time.
When she gets off work at five o'clock, if she fails to carry five bags of ingredients, she will lose the protection of the code, and by then she will become the chef's food. 】
[I feel that the anchor’s talent is not about strength. The monsters are protected by Yin energy, and ordinary knives cannot hurt them at all. 】
[Isn’t that grass-cutting scythe a weapon above level A? 】
Jiang Yao had no time to pay attention to the barrage and was busy moving goods.
Returning to the back door of the restaurant, I heard the dwarf man coaxing Liu Ziyuan to open the bag of ingredients.
"There are living people like you in the bag. Don't you want to save them? Don't you humans unite and help each other? Why are you so cold-blooded?"
Liu Ziyuan is just a sixteen-year-old high school student with a simple mind. When he heard such moral kidnapping, his hands carrying the food bag were trembling.
The barrage is even more disappointing.
[This kind of auxiliary talent has little effect at low levels. It is very likely to be affected by strange things...]
[Auxiliary talents grow slowly and are useless in the early stage. Without the protection of the guild, he who was assigned to be a porter would die sooner or later. 】
[It’s boring, why not watch the anchor next door who just killed a weird chef. 】
Liu Ziyuan looked at the barrage passing by, and the strong negative emotions almost overwhelmed him. To make matters worse, the number of uses of his talent had also reached its bottom.
He let out a whimper from his throat, and slowly loosened his grip on the bag of ingredients.
But at this time.
A figure stopped in front of him, blocking the dwarf man's reproachful and greedy gaze.
"There are no living people in here."
Jiang Yao said firmly.
Liu Ziyuan suddenly looked up.
Before the dwarf man spoke, Jiang Yao opened his lips again and said, "I saw it, there was no one inside."
When she was carrying a bag of ingredients to the kitchen just now, she habitually checked the unfamiliar environment.
Cutting boards, corner food waste bins, and cooks in the back kitchen. No matter whether the person in the food bag is dead or alive, if it is to be processed, there will definitely be traces of human flesh and blood.
Even if special equipment is used to cut up the body, it should not leave even a trace.
And most importantly, she discovered that the monsters were also afraid of the ingredients in the bag. Seeing humans is like seeing Tang Monk's flesh. How could they be afraid of humans?
So the dwarf man was lying to them in order to get them to open the bags of ingredients and break the employee code.
Liu Ziyuan's cloudy and frightened eyes showed a glimmer of light.
He pursed his dry lips and wanted to say thank you.
But Jiang Yao didn't give him this chance. He turned a blind eye to the dwarf man's resentful eyes and strode into the cargo box.
[I don’t understand how he could be deceived? So what if the bag contains someone? It can only be considered unlucky for those who put it in the food bag. 】
[People can do whatever it takes to survive, but at least they have a bottom line. Otherwise, what's the difference between him and a weirdo? 】
[Haha, the kindness of women. 】
The barrage started making noise again.
The thrilling game is full of dangers, forcing many people to become violent and kill their own kind.
Jiang Yao chose to ignore it.
As for why she helped Liu Ziyuan, she just didn't want her colleague to die suddenly. Having worked part-time for so long, she knows very well the importance of her colleagues.
Several trips to the kitchen in quick succession.
The chef she killed is no longer there, and a new one has been replaced.
The previous chef was as fat as a mountain, while the new chef was as skinny as a thin bamboo.
As if he already knew what she was doing, when she came to the kitchen, she got an extremely defensive look from the thin chef.
"Just put it there." The thin chef pointed to a corner, turned his head, his expression changed, and became frighteningly gloomy, and said to the player helping the cook: "You, take it to the warehouse."
The player with a broken arm disappeared, leaving only a girl with short hair. When she heard the order, her face became paler, and she moved slowly to the bag of ingredients.
The short-haired girl grasped the bound mouth of the bag and tried to lift it up, but the bag was very heavy. Even after trying hard for a long time, the bag did not move at all.
The figure of the thin chef got closer and closer, and the yin energy around his body became stronger. There were maggots squirming under the rotten skin, and the fingernails holding the spatula were gray and sharp.
"What? Can't you lift it?" His ghastly voice was like a tarsal maggot, which was terrifying.
The short-haired girl's hands were shaking even more, cold sweat like soybean oozed from her forehead, and her body was shaking violently.
"senior!!"
When everyone was out of the back kitchen door, Jiang Yao heard the panicked cry for help behind him.
"I can give you all my props and thriller coins, please save me!"
The girl with short hair did not seek medical treatment in a hurry. She saw with her own eyes how the last chef was killed by the female player in front of her.
After speaking, her heart beat faster, and she was not sure at all. In front of life, everything seems insignificant.
Props, thriller coins, these extraneous things, no one would risk their lives for these.
"good."
Jiang Yao said, standing outside the door in the blood-red dark light.
When the short-haired girl heard this, she thought she had heard wrong. She was stunned when she saw the man walking over and taking the bag of ingredients from her hand.
Jiang Yao: "Take me to the warehouse."
"Okay, okay." The short-haired girl's voice was trembling and she nodded like garlic.
Before he had taken two steps, the thin chef's face was ferocious, his thin gray-black face was squirming crazily, and he stared at Jiang Yao:
"This is not your job and you broke the employee code."
Jiang Yao carried the bag of ingredients with one hand and the wooden handle of the sickle with the other hand. He glanced at him lightly and said:
"Why isn't it my job? My rules are clearly written. I put the bag of ingredients in the kitchen. As for the kitchen, there are no rules."
She knows very well how much she weighs and is not the kind of person who likes to be in the limelight.
She cherishes her life very much.
But the strange things here are much weaker than the strange-shaped and mysterious things she encountered at her workplace.
This thin chef is obviously better than the fat chef, but he is no match for her.
And her words were completely exploiting a loophole in the code.
The thin chef couldn't do anything to her, he could only stare from the side.
Follow the short-haired girl to the warehouse and introduce each other. Her name is Wang Meimei and she lives in the civilian area 204 like Jiang Yao.
"You are really powerful. The weirdo didn't dare to say anything just now, for fear that you would kill him. You must be at a very high level if you are so powerful."
Wang Meimei talked non-stop as soon as she relaxed, her eyes were full of admiration, and she wanted to frame her and display it at home.
Jiang Yao listened to her quietly and suddenly asked, "Where are your colleagues?"
