"Beep." Jiu Yuanzi received a text message on his mobile phone. It was a mass message sent by Diyi Auction House, informing him to enter the dojo on time at 9 o'clock in the morning.
Now clients can have a good night's sleep and just set the alarm clock in advance. They don't have to be afraid to go to the toilet or take a shower as before, for fear of being taken directly into the dojo during the session.
In full view of the public, how can I see anyone in the future?
The level of the dojo opened by Diyi Auction has improved, which is a good thing. I feel that Tianshan will become a fixed starting point for dojos in the future.
Some aristocratic families have already thought that when the hotel in Tianshan is built, they will rent a villa or several rooms here and come to the ashram at any time.
Jiu Motoko was not surprised at all. The original complete dojo was like this, with a stable time for entry and exit, instead of the random waiting like before.
However, there seems to be no solution to the problem of death, and one still has to lose one's life.
She told Xiao Wanfa and Gong Yangyan the time, and then asked: "Little Yang, have you brought everything? You won't enter the venue until 9 o'clock tomorrow morning. If you don't bring anything, you can go and pick it up."
Gong Yangyan took out her tablet and looked at the list. She swiped the screen and said, "Sister Jiu, you said that this dojo may be related to food, so I brought all the related things."
"The kitchen is fully equipped, with several appliances from Chong Lingbao. I also brought a lot of ingredients from sea, land and air. I also downloaded recipes from around the world."
Jiu Yuanzi asked: "Don't forget the tableware and wine. I wonder if someone may have such a request."
Gong Yangyan stared at the screen and said: "Yes, I have brought a hundred spare kitchen knives. I even brought a knife for digging holes in pineapples. I have not forgotten the electronic scales, measuring cups and food thermometers."
Hearing this, Jiu Yuanzi said seriously: "Can your kitchen knife chop garlic?"
Gong Yangyan hurriedly replied: "Yes, not only can I pat garlic and cucumbers, but I can also pat stones."
Jiu Motoko breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good. Do you have your apron on?"
"I've brought it." Gong Yangyan took out an apron, "Sister Jiu, this apron is waterproof and fireproof. It's durable and not afraid of getting stained by oil."
The apron in her hand is pure white, the fabric looks very strong, and the stitching is fine. At first glance, it looks like a very good kitchen apron.
Jiu Motoko frowned, stared at the apron and said, "No, let's change the style."
"It should have lace, the length should be at the thigh level, and the belt should be wider, the kind that can tie a bow."
Gong Yangyan said a little confused: "Sister Jiu, do you have a picture? I'll see where they sell it, and then go to the physical store to buy it directly."
Jiu Yuanzi stood up and walked to the opposite side of Gong Yangyan and Xiao Wanfa. The clothes on her body began to change. A short, super cute apron with no practicality appeared on her body.
"Pfft!" Xiao Wanfa squirted out the juice after a sip. He quickly put down the juice and used his spiritual power to roll up the juice and threw it into the trash can.
Gongyang Yan looked at Jiu Yuanzi blankly, and blood started to flow from her nose.
She wiped the blood all over her face with her hand, "Sister Jiu, did you put a gap in your body?"
"Is it a violation to cook like this? If the trial is really cooking, if the venue is in the middle, the person standing behind you will die, right?"
Jiu Yuanzi made a gesture to turn around, but he only turned slightly sideways and stopped.
She looked at Xiao Wanfa and said with a smile: "If we guessed wrong and it's a beauty, this apron should come in handy. Right, Wanfa."
"Yes, this apron looks very nice. Motoko wears it very beautifully. If it is a competition venue like that, I will kill all the people behind and on both sides of Motoko, and you can wear it with peace of mind." Xiao Wan Fa said staring at her.
Jiu Yuanzi put his hands on his face and smiled sweetly: "Wanfa is so considerate, I'll leave it to you when the time comes."
Gong Yangyan turned to look at Xiao Wanfa, what kind of talk is this about tigers and wolves? Are you willing to kill randomly just to feast your eyes?
After teasing, Jiu Yuanzi changed the apron back under Xiao Wanfa's admiring gaze.
This made him a little disappointed. The time was too short. It was best to be more confident in the dojo trials.
Otherwise it will be scrapped.
Gong Yangyan held the apron in her hand, thought about it for a long time, and finally said: "Sister Jiu, I don't have such a good figure, so wearing this shouldn't have any effect."
"I'm so ugly, why don't I block it a little more?"
Xiao Wanfa said in confusion: "You want to wear it too? No one wants to see you wearing it, so why do you want to wear it?"
"..." Gong Yangyan looked at him in shock. Could a gentleman like him, an elegant and proud man like him, say this?
Seeing that she seemed confused, Xiao Wanfa felt that there was something wrong with her, "Do you really want to wear the same clothes as Yuan Zi?"
Gongyang Yan looked at him blankly and thought about wearing the same apron.
Oh, that would be the height of self-humiliation.
She laughed twice and said, "Mr. Xiao, you are really a gentleman. Thank you for reminding me not to make a fool of myself."
"Oh? You're welcome." Xiao Wanfa didn't understand what she was thanking him for. Could it be that she knew that if she dressed like that, he might get angry and kill her if he saw her?
Now I'm grateful to myself for saying it in advance so that she wouldn't lose her life if she didn't dare to wear it like this.
Then you should really thank yourself.
Jiu Motoko noticed that this apron was very effective and could be used with tape.
She is confident that she will definitely win this time.
Mr. Ning was not seen throughout the night, and it was not until three minutes to nine in the morning that he sent a text message.
【I'm leaving. 】
We are all members of the same organization, but he acts like I want to be a lone ranger and don't want to act with you.
Jiu Yuanzi looked at the messages on his phone and sighed, "Is Ning always afraid of holding us back? In fact, in the beginning, our cooperation was very good, and I won't dislike him at all."
Xiao Wanfa looked at his phone silently, [Old Xiao, Miss Jiu's dojo is always in trouble, so be careful. 】
Although he agreed with Mr. Ning's words, he replied, "No problem, I like surprises." 】
People have all kinds of hobbies.
Mr. Ning didn't care about him anymore, a reminder was enough.
Jiu Yuanzi had no idea that these two men were talking about this behind her back. At the last minute, she stretched out her hands to grab Xiao Wanfa and Gong Yangyan, and a wave of spiritual energy hit her face.
Everyone's hair and clothes were messed up by the spiritual energy. This was the strongest spiritual energy since the establishment of the dojo.
His eyes suddenly darkened and then brightened, and everyone appeared in the dojo.
"Tick-tock." The sound of water dripping came to my ears, with a hollow echo.
Jiu Motoko raised his head and looked around. He saw a small, dark and dirty stone prison, and an iron door covered with rust.
There wasn't even a bed, and the only light in the room was a white candle head placed in a recessed hole in the wall, only as high as a thumb.
Moss has grown on the walls, water is dripping from the top, a large area of the ground is wet, and there is a cold smell in the air.
For a creature like Shu Motoko, whose nose is sharper than that of a dog, others only smell the smell of mold, but she smells more.
That complex taste is death.
Gong Yangyan looked around and said curiously: "Sister Jiu, there seems to be no safe zone in this dojo."
In the past, after entering the dojo, a trial prompt would appear first. At that time, everything around was still, without sound or smell.
Now I can directly feel the aura of the stone prison, and the trial prompts did not appear.
"..." Jiu Yuanzi was silent for a second and then said, "Maybe the dojo is complete and living, so the quality has been improved and it is not so stupid."
"Hey, you are not asking us to solve the puzzle, are you?" Gongyang said happily.
What she fears most is the puzzle-solving dojo, which cannot be solved even with diligence.
Should we count on Mr. Xiao?
Gong Yangyan glanced at Xiao Wanfa quietly. Although he read a lot, he only went to junior high school. Is his logical thinking ability enough to solve the puzzle?
We still have to rely on Mr. Ning for this kind of thing.
Xiao Wanfa noticed Gong Yangyan's gaze and gave her a puzzled look.
I heard that a woman’s best friend will always secretly observe a man, and then go to her friends to say bad or good things.
She probably wanted to do this too.
Jiu Motoko waited for a while, but before waiting for the trial prompt, she had to say: "It seems that there is no prompt. Let's go out and have a look. This room is too dirty and I don't like it."
She added air masks to everyone and went to open the door.
At this time, there was no way she could be lazy.
Gong Yangyan nervously grabbed her gun and stood carefully behind to prevent anyone from opening the door to kill.
Weak and helpless, she could only stand at the back.
Xiao Wanfa hopes to encounter the BOSS as soon as he opens the door, preferably one that is cruel and disgusting.
"Creak..." The iron door made a harsh sound as Jiu Yuanzi pushed it.
There wasn't even a fly outside.
