[Watching the live broadcast in the middle of the night is like spending the winter...]
[If the anchor refuses again, these villagers will kill her like a fat sheep. 】
[Those two corpses are players. I have watched their live broadcast. 】
[Are these unscrupulous people eating people? Cannibal village? 】
Lines of barrages passed before my eyes.
A Dong gritted his teeth and prepared to take off the mask.
"Okay, then let me help Uncle Jianqiang." Jiang Yao stood up and the crooked low bench fell to the ground. She wiped the water off her fingers and walked to the butcher's side.
The butcher is He Jianqiang, the protagonist of tomorrow's happy event. He looked to be in his forties or fifties, as tall as a black bear, with an unshaven beard, and holding two butcher knives.
There are generally many singles in old villages, and it is not easy to get married. Therefore, it is normal in the village to marry a wife in her forties or fifties.
But Aunt Guo said something that was not quite right.
He Jianqiang caught two fat sheep last night, so he could get married. The fat sheep are the players.
How many bachelors are there in Jiangtan Village? Why can you get married if you catch a player?
'duh'
The butcher's knife was slapped into the chopping board.
The butcher took two steps back to make room for her. Jiang Yao, who was closer, could see the two corpses more clearly.
The hair on the surface was shaved clean, and the two heads were cut off from the body and placed next to the chopping board like pig heads. From the corner of the eye, I saw the two legs hanging on the shelf dangling. The fishy smell poured into the nose, which was really disgusting. .
A Dong couldn't see people as pigs, cows or sheep, so she clenched her fingers forbearingly, struggling to hold back the strong feeling of nausea.
She wanted to help Jiang Yao, but players couldn't do this kind of thing. It would easily lower their mental value. If their mental value dropped to zero, the player would die and be assimilated into a monster.
To her surprise.
Jiang Yao gave her an 'OK' gesture when he passed by. Only they saw this gesture.
A Dong suddenly came back to his senses, as if he remembered something, and felt relieved.
She forgot something more important.
That is, Jiang Yao is not afraid of this.
Jiang Yao pulled out the two butcher knives on the chopping board and waved them twice casually in the air. Under the eyes of everyone, she began to deal with the two corpses.
She cuts meat and chops bones faster than a butcher, like an old butcher who has been butchering pigs for more than ten years. She removes bones, peels skins, cuts meat, and cuts each piece evenly, as if cut by a machine.
The butcher was stunned.
In less than an hour, she had processed both ends of the meat.
The sky also gradually darkened.
Jiang Yao put down the butcher's knife and left the scene hiding his merit and reputation.
'Ding~He Jianqiang's favorability +10%'
'Ding~ Aunt Guo's favorability +10%'
'Ding~...'
Gained the favorability of many villagers.
Her help solved a major problem for He Jianqiang, and she received a bag of human flesh as a gift from him.
On the way home, Aunt Guo came over and stopped her.
"Mr. Jiang, I'm going this way too, let's go together."
Jiang Yao walked side by side with her and listened to her,
"Sir, aren't you a scholar? Where did you learn how to cut meat?"
Jiang Yao sighed, his tone wrapped in sadness.
"My family is poor and I have done everything."
Aunt Guo patted her shoulder comfortingly and said empathetically: "It's not easy for you to be so young and have a younger sister."
We talked to each other for a while, and then went home after a while.
As soon as A Dong got home, he closed the door and took out a bag from his backpack and vomited.
She didn't eat much at noon and only vomited some sour and bitter stomach water.
For viewers in the live broadcast room, the system is considerate and coded. But when A Dong looked at it from a close distance, he could smell the fishy smell and felt nauseated.
Jiang Yao disposed of the bag of human flesh and replaced it with a bag of pork from the mall.
Bring water from the well and fill the water jar.
"Make this bag of meat first." She said to A Dong.
A Dong took the bag of pork and went to the kitchen.
Streams of white smoke came out of the chimneys of every house, and clusters of dim yellow lights lit up. Jiang Yao squatted at the door of the stove, wiping the fishy smell between his fingers with an alcohol wipe.
In fact, it didn't smell much. She had nothing to do and was just passing the time while thinking about things.
Jiang Yao bought a gold-level prop in the mall to communicate with the team members, which is inaudible to others.
She said to A Dong: "I won't sleep tonight."
A Dong, who was in front of the stove, held the shovel for a moment and cast a doubtful look at her.
Jiang Yao said: "I can't sleep either. I guess they have something to identify players. The two players last night were unlucky. Our suspicion has not been eliminated. They will come to identify us tonight."
Two players died on the second night. They were both players above level 50. How could they die so easily?
Jiang Yao checked the two corpses while cutting the meat. There were very few injuries, which also meant that they had no ability to resist the monsters and could not use any props.
The dungeon selects players, and players who enter the "Wuqiao Acrobatic Troupe" dungeon become members of the village. Obviously, these villagers also know that outsiders are coming into the village.
Therefore, if the player playing their companion behaves abnormally, the villagers will be alert.
If there is a suspect, a team playing gongs and drums will come at night to identify the foreigner through special identification methods. There are twenty players in total, and one can always be identified in a night.
A Dong wrote a sticky note and held it out.
'Why didn't anyone die on the first night? '
Jiang Yao raised his eyes and looked at her, "Is it true that no one died?"
A Dong was stunned when he heard this.
They found out that a player had died. They found out that two of the six players were missing in the school.
Coincidentally, villager He Jianqiang held a wedding ceremony, and the corpses of the two players were hung on the rack and allowed to be slaughtered.
But there were only six players who turned into children. In addition to Jiang Yaodong, there were twelve players who were missing.
What if someone died on the first night too?
Not only A Dong, the audience in the live broadcast room also felt horrified.
[The anchor guessed correctly and the player died on the first night. 】
[I have been to all of the twenty live broadcast rooms of "Wuqiao Acrobatic Troupe", and one player died on the first night. 】
[Strange, last night a team playing gongs and drums approached the anchor's and their residence, and even entered the house. Why didn't they die? 】
[I analyzed it. One person died on the first night, and two people died on the second night. Does this mean that there is a limit to the number of times players can identify monsters? The number of arrivals can no longer be distinguished. 】
[Upstairs seconded the opinion, if all the players die in one night, the difficulty of this dungeon will be at least level 70 or 80. The highest difficulty level in "Wuqiao Acrobatic Troupe" is 50, and the restriction on killing monsters at night is still very high. 】
[What is the method used by monsters to identify players? I really want to know. 】
[Spoilers blocked]
Jiang Yao could not see the barrage in the live broadcast room about 'A player died on the first night'. The audience could not spoil the news to the host and could only rely on the host to find clues.
"We're not safe tonight, and I don't like leaving my fate to luck, so I'm going to..."
Jiang Yao told A Dong his plan.
A Dong didn't hesitate at all after hearing this and nodded in agreement.
Jiang Yao was surprised.
"Aren't you worried that I will take you to die?"
A Dong took out a sticky note and wrote.
'I trust you. '
Jiang Yao raised his eyebrows with a strange look on his face.
"you know me?"
A-Dong's cheeks were slightly red, and her introverted temperament meant that she was not very good at expressing her thoughts.
I wrote again.
'I watched you live. '
Jiang Yao's first live broadcast of "Last Train No. 444". A Dong happened to come out of the copy that day and had very free time, so he clicked on the live broadcast to watch it and clicked into her live broadcast room.
A Dong still remembers clearly that the first time he entered the dungeon, he was so frightened that he had nightmares for several days and cried for a long time in front of the audience.
