A clear sharp pain spread from his forearm to his brain, and Xie Chen gasped with a hissing sound.
Severe pain shot into his brain, although he couldn't tell whether he was hallucinating or not.
But at least this pain can make me realize that I am not as confused as before.
The more sober I am, the more I realize that something is wrong at the banquet.
Xie Chen chewed the dumplings in his mouth and slowly felt a sense of comfort.
This feeling was slowly wearing away at my own sobriety.
After chewing it for a few times, Xiechen began to feel something was wrong and immediately spat out the dumplings in her mouth.
The aroma of dumplings was still lingering in his mouth, and Xie Chen quickly slapped himself in the face.
The crisp sound immediately attracted the attention of the diners nearby.
Xie Chen only felt a burning pain on his face, and the inexplicable feeling of pleasure that had arisen just now gradually dissipated.
When he breathed a sigh of relief, Xie Chen found two hat waiters standing next to him.
Staring at himself from left to right.
Xie Chen immediately became nervous and reached out to pick up a dumpling in front of him.
"Sir, please don't do anything to hurt yourself."
"Excuse me, are you feeling uncomfortable?"
After hearing this sentence, Xie Chen thought of the rules in the card about what to do if you feel uncomfortable.
There was no such thing in the second set of rules just on the table.
Maybe try it out.
Xie Chen covered his chest and nodded quickly.
"I don't know why, but my chest feels a little tight, and both faces are itchy."
These symptoms are not those described for eating white plate food.
I am also deliberately avoiding this.
"I think I just ate some food that I was allergic to, and now I feel a little uncomfortable and had an adverse reaction."
Hearing what he said, the two hat waiters next to him began to become anxious.
"Sir, did you eat the food from the white plate?"
"If so, I will induce you to vomit now."
Xie Chen became energetic and wanted to see what the two people next to him would do.
Xie Chen shook his head quickly.
"What white plate food?"
"I have always eaten food from gold plates. Food from white plates sounded very unpalatable to them, but I was not stupid enough to eat that kind of food."
While listening to his explanation, the two hat waiters lowered their heads and inspected the plates on the table.
Obviously he is also screening and verifying his words.
After rummaging around, they all stood still when they found that there was no food on a white plate.
Xie Chen looked at their faces and asked doubtfully.
"Excuse me, where are you taking me to induce vomiting?"
After asking his own question, these two people also asked the questions they had just asked again.
"Sir, are you sure you are not eating food from a white plate?"
Xie Chen was stunned for a moment, then nodded several times with great certainty.
"Well, I wish you a happy meal."
The two hat waiters bowed in unison, turned around and walked back to the next few tables without looking back.
"Hey, you guys..."
Xie Chen stretched out his hand and was about to speak, but when it reached his mouth, he quickly held it back.
It seems that the hat waiter doesn't care about the rules on the card.
These two rules are indeed followed separately.
Xie Chen guessed that if he had just answered that the two of them had indeed eaten the food from the white plate.
It is estimated that the place where the vomiting was induced was under this dining table.
But why can't the masked waiter detect the induced vomiting?
What will happen if you find out?
Where is the word "**" that appears several times in this second rule?
The first rule stated that if you feel any discomfort, you should go to the bathroom to induce vomiting.
Xie Chen was sure that the discomfort here included the confusion and helplessness that he had experienced before.
He turned around and was about to check on the surrounding diners when he heard a thump not far behind him.
The fat, pig-headed man fell completely to the ground, and even the chair he was sitting on fell apart.
The legs of the chair, which were struggling to support their limbs, were bent to one side.
The thick fat on his body seemed to support him and bear all the injuries.
Xie Chen quickly sat down and did not stand any longer. Of course, he turned around on the chair and looked at the specific situation over there.
Many waiters came around, and although the speed was not very fast, there were also two types of waiters among them.
The number of hat waiters was the largest, and they immediately went to calm the mood of the diners present.
Many of the diners who stood up to look around were so tired that they sat down to eat again.
Because the number of masked waiters was very small, and the aisles between tables were not that spacious to begin with, many guests occupied most of the aisles while standing up.
The masked waiters had to wait in the back.
The hat waiter came the fastest.
Xie Chen watched four or five guests come over, but the guests who could sit together with the fat pig-head were now hurriedly trying to push him into the dining table.
But there was too much fat on his body, and those weird diners who tried their best to push him had their hands sucked in by the four or five layers of meat on his belly.
Even trying to pull it out is difficult.
Xie Chen squinted his eyes and felt that something was not good about this scene.
Hearing the sound of footsteps, Xie Chen found that a waiter with a hat was approaching from the front of his table. Xie Chen quickly took the food on the plate and started eating.
Not much, just a palm-sized piece of hazelnut cake.
While chewing, he continued to look at the situation over there.
Although he fell to the ground, the pig-headed man was not injured. Instead, he let out a weird laugh and stuck out his tongue to lick the plate in his hand.
Xie Chen frowned.
The plate was bright white.
Shouldn't it?
I just took a look at their dining table, and there was no food on white plates at all.
How did this guy get it?
And the longer he stayed awake, the more strange guests he saw around him.
There aren’t even many normal people left.
A woman with a face resembling a mouse directed other guests to help push it.
This behavior is obviously complying with the content of the second rule.
"You really don't want to be discovered by the masked waiter?"
It's a pity that the pig-headed man is so big that it can be safely filled up even if he is placed on the dining table.
What I'm afraid of is that even the dining table can't bear his weight.
The guests pushing hard around him were like skinny monkeys, with pitifully little strength.
Those people tried their best to hold it up, and some even took off their shoes, but it still didn't work.
The hat waiter was about to arrive, but two masked waiters grabbed an aisle and headed that way faster.
Xie Chen frowned.
Among the guests who helped push the pig-headed man, one of them was helping to let him go.
Seeing the two masked waiters getting closer and closer, they would definitely arrive faster than the hat waiter, and the guest who was having fun quickly stopped everyone's behavior.
Xie Chen watched them finish cleaning up in a panic and sat down at the dining table again.
Due to his position, he could only see the pig-headed man's back, but his strange laughter had spread far away, and even he could hear it clearly.
The masked waiter was only two tables away from them, and all other guests were sitting on chairs and eating their food again.
The pig head was still licking the white dinner plate in his hand.
