Just the first customer killed a total of seven chosen ones.
The difficulty of the two-and-a-half-star dungeon is staggering.
"Fortunately, it is now confirmed that rule 1 is true, and regret and fear cannot be allowed in the restaurant."
"Of the six rules, one correct rule can already be eliminated."
"By the way...how are the people in charge of serving food?"
Since Lin Qiuhan's side was the first to suffer casualties, a large number of viewers poured into the Daxia live broadcast room to observe the situation here. Only a few people remained at Johnson's side.
Now that Lin Qiuhan's troubles were temporarily solved, the little girl had to leave the restaurant with regret because she couldn't afford the registered Chosen One.
New customers entered the restaurant one after another, but these people looked very ordinary, and their appearance was no different from ordinary people. After ordering, they quietly found a seat and sat down. They did not eat people as soon as they entered the door like the little girl.
It should be that Lin Qiuhan's plan to sell himself was successful. Later Weiwei was also afraid of the Nightmare Restaurant and did not dare to eat the Overlord meal and eat the Chosen One alive.
The menu of Nightmare Restaurant seems to have some kind of contract-like power. After writing itself on it, it really becomes the property of the restaurant. Unless you pay for it, it will be protected by the restaurant.
"But this protection is not perfect. The Nightmare Restaurant itself can still attack the Chosen One."
"And there are probably unknown side effects of selling yourself, but they haven't been revealed for the time being."
"For example... what if a rich man comes and has the money to buy the Chosen One?"
An expert from Northern Europe carefully analyzed.
The 9999999 weird coins that some of the chosen ones wrote in desperation seemed to be a lot, but no one knew how much money the richest among weird people actually had.
The storm subsided and everything returned to tranquility.
But secretly, Lin Changqing secretly let out a hint of cunning and clung to the little girl before she left the restaurant, wanting to find out about the little girl and leave the restaurant together to see what the outside world looked like.
Then, he was surprised again.
This ray of strange energy was not noticed by the little girl, but when he probed deeply into the little girl's body, nothing was found.
It wasn't that Lin Changqing wasn't capable enough and couldn't find anything, but that the little girl didn't have anything at all, like a non-existent phantom, empty and empty.
Even the origin does not exist, so Lin Changqing's killing of her would be in vain.
"Is she...really tricky?"
"Or is it the shadow of a strange object?"
Lin Changqing was shocked and confused.
The Nightmare Restaurant is completely different from the previous Dungeon Dungeon. Just from the appearance, it confused Lin Changqing’s sneaky eyes.
If he hadn't used his sneaky energy to observe deeply, he wouldn't have been able to see through the little girl's weirdness with his sneaky eyes alone.
Guiqi followed the little girl out of the restaurant. Outside the restaurant, there was a depressed neighborhood with few people coming and going. The ground was full of garbage and no one was cleaning it.
As soon as the little girl came out, her expression suddenly froze and she lost her spirit. Like a zombie, she walked towards a deep alley, and finally disappeared into the darkness without a trace.
Even Lin Changqing's strange aura disappeared together.
This shows that either someone far stronger than Lin Changqing took the little girl away, or...
The little girl really completely disappeared from this world.
Lin Changqing withdrew his attention, followed the same pattern, and swept around the restaurant with his cunning aura, observing every customer in the restaurant in detail.
Later, he discovered that all the customers were like the little girl, phantoms of nothingness that could be blown away, but they could kill people and communicate.
"....interesting."
He murmured to himself, having a wonderful guess in his mind.
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Just as the front desk was dying, the back kitchen of Nightmare Restaurant was in full swing preparing for the dishes. The entire kitchen turned into a red hell, the temperature increased extremely, and the steamed Chosen Ones were sweating profusely.
Johnson wiped the sweat from his forehead and saw that a customer's dishes were ready. He rolled his eyes and said to the chosen one from the Kimchi Country next to him: "It's too hot here. If we continue to stay, something might happen. We can't all do it." Die here."
"If you are not in good health, just take the food out first and see how things go. As long as you abide by the rules, there is a high probability that nothing will happen. After all, the game has just begun."
In reality, Kimchi Country is the loyal younger brother of Beautiful Country, and it is not an exaggeration to even call him a filial son.
Now that he entered the dungeon and heard that his boss cared so much about him, the Chosen One of Kimchi Nation felt warm in his heart and nodded in agreement.
The temperature in the kitchen was getting worse and worse, so it was indeed a wise move to leave first.
The Chosen One of the Kimchi Kingdom placed the three dishes on a large dinner plate. After confirming that they were stable, he walked out of the kitchen with a grateful look on his face.
Johnson watched him leave. After seeing that he walked out of the kitchen safely without any problems, he nodded and said to the other chosen ones who were sweating profusely and seemed to be unable to bear it anymore: "Brothers, if you can't bear it any more, Leave first, the rules don’t say you can’t leave the kitchen.”
"In addition, if you can't bear it anymore, you can leave first."
"But I will stay a little longer to see if I can observe more information and contribute to everyone's survival rate."
With righteous words, he persuaded the rest of the Chosen Ones to rest.
Several chosen ones from Southeast Asia looked at each other, their hearts were beating, and they were somewhat convinced.
Although they can still carry it, the Monster Rules Dungeon has just begun, and they have to conserve their physical strength and condition for problems that may arise later. After staying in the kitchen for a long time, their minds are a little drowsy.
Johnson's statement also aroused the favor of many viewers.
Especially those in the countries under his care.
"With great ability comes great responsibility. Johnson is indeed a top chosen one. He has started to help the chosen ones from other countries pass the test. It's admirable!"
"It's such a blessing to follow Johnson."
"After all, the beautiful country is a superpower and has to take responsibility!"
Audiences in Southeast Asia, Kimchi Country, Beautiful Country and other places have continued to praise Johnson, believing that he has a great plan and is thinking about the happiness of all mankind.
But the next second.
The chosen ones from Southeast Asia shook the sweat from their hair and walked directly to the exit of the kitchen together without serving the dishes, wanting to leave this place.
As soon as they walked out of the kitchen, their back feet were pulled by something, and their whole bodies froze in place.
Their necks slowly turned back like a mechanical jam. Gradually, a drooling chef appeared in front of them. He was huge and filled the entire field of vision.
When did he... appear?
When the last thought flashed through, the three Southeast Asian chosen ones were chopped into pieces alive with a rusty kitchen knife. They were carried away and brought to the stove to be used as ingredients and cooked on the spot.
The chef's knife skills were excellent, not a drop of blood was spattered on the body, and not a bit of meat was wasted.
There are no ashes left.
rear.
Many of the chosen ones and the audience almost showed fear as if they were struck by lightning.
Only Johnson shrugged without changing his expression, as if he had expected this scene.
"It seems there is a hidden rule. Our group cannot leave the kitchen unless we are serving food."
As he spoke, he continued to put on a warm smile and said to the remaining survivors: "Don't be afraid, everyone. The deaths of these three brothers are meaningful. Next time we deliver food, each of us will serve a plate. This will maximize the number of meals." The limit is guaranteed to leave multiple people at once.”
The remaining chosen ones:...
This smile that was as warm as before fell into their eyes, and for the first time it had a different meaning.
Subconsciously, they swallowed.
They seemed to have become Johnson's guinea pigs, testing the rules for him!
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pS: I try to make some of the foreign chosen ones smarter, so that the confrontation will be interesting. This chapter has some foreshadowing, and there will be surprises later. I wonder who can guess it.
