[Hungry napkin: A napkin that likes gourmet food and loves any food except soup. However, please note that it likes to spit out excess juice when eating, which can easily stain clothes. 】
[Appraisal fork: The birth of a new ingredient often requires boldness and courage. In order to prevent himself from losing his life due to his appetite, a senior gourmet from Yongxing Restaurant invented this kind of tableware, which only needs to be pierced into the object. Identify food ingredients and recommend ways to eat them. 】
The napkin is a gorgeous-looking piece of embroidered cloth, and the appraisal fork looks like an ordinary tableware made of black metal.
Xu Huo played with the identification fork and threw it at Wei Da. The fork was inserted into his shoulder. Before he could pull it out, the lines on the fork projected a ray of light, and a holographic projection appeared in front of Wei Da.
A cartoon character wearing a chef's hat pulled his hands to both sides, and subtitles appeared in front of him:
"Thirty-year-old men with less muscle, more fat, and long-term unhealthy lifestyles contain trace amounts of toxins in their bodies, and their consumption is basically harmless."
"However, cannibalism violates human ethics and food ethics, and it is not recommended to eat it."
Wei Da pulled out the fork and said with deep uneasiness, "You're not a cannibal, are you?"
"No." Xu Huo signaled him to throw the fork back, wipe it clean, get up and leave with the two paintings, and said: "See you tomorrow."
Wei Da was heartbroken to see him take away all the belongings he had saved, but in order to save his life, he could only offer it with both hands, hoping that he would not break his promise.
Xu Huo went to the next room, clasped the painting on the bed and gently pierced his palm with an appraisal fork. The holographic projection appeared again:
"Healthy men with well-proportioned body fat and no toxins, who have a long history of taking medication, are not harmful to consume."
"However, cannibalism violates human ethics and food ethics, and it is not recommended to eat it."
Long-term medication history?
Xu Huo frowned slightly. He and Wei Da were both E-level players. Taking the evolution agent should not be considered long-term medication, but there was no memory of taking medicine for a long time in his memory.
He put the identification fork away and lay down on the bed, feeling unhappy.
The painting girl slipped out of his clothes and learned to use the read-aloud function, "I want to eat."
Xu Huo pointed to the cabinet next to him, "Go and look there."
The painting girl rummaged through the cabinets and took out all the food, but Xu Huo sat up and asked her, "Do you know of any method that can make people lose their memory for a period of time without them noticing it?"
"You can use props." The painter clicked on the screen, "There are also thieves who specialize in stealing memories."
"A thief who steals memories?" Xu Huo repeated her words.
"Yes," the painting girl stuffed biscuits into her mouth, "I had a master whose memory was stolen and died not long after. He told me before he died."
"Did someone steal your memory too?"
Xu Huo shook his head subconsciously. He remembered everything from childhood, including when he was in a mental hospital and when his eldest brother Xu Zhi died.
In his memory, he has never taken medicine continuously for more than two months, but this is different from the conclusion given by the identification fork. If we just talk about the use of medicine after evolution, he did not take it many times and the amount was not large.
Rubbing his fingers gently, he waved to the painting girl, "Come here."
The painting girl walked over as instructed, and then the identification fork pierced her arm, but there was no reaction.
Xu Huo looked up at her, "Don't resist."
The second picture shows the woman’s arm being pricked:
"Plain old paper smells of mold and sweat and is inedible."
The torn arm closed on its own. The painting girl pushed out the fork and held it in her hand. She found it very interesting and said, "I want to stab that person outside."
Xu Huo didn't stop her, and after a while there was an angry roar outside. Soon the painting girl came back, but her fork was bent.
She carefully placed her things next to her bed and silently began cleaning out pockets of food and crumbs.
Xu Huo only glanced at her, tried the fork on the sheets, and put it away after seeing that it was still usable.
One night passed, the lights were turned on the next day, and Xu appeared in the exhibition hall on time. Wei Da was a little late, and reflexively looked at the picture frame in his hand before saying, "How do you plan to pass the third level?"
Xu Huo walked through the exhibition hall and was distracted for a while when he passed by a sculpture with a piece of missing ear. Then he walked straight to the door pillar and stood in front of "Still Time". He knocked on the painting and said, "Don't pretend to be dead. Come out." Bar."
Wei Da glanced at him in surprise at first, "Is there someone in the painting?"
"Most of the paintings in the art museum are living paintings." Xu Huo said: "Didn't you guess it too? As long as someone touches the paintings at night, they will be eaten."
Wei Da nodded, "Yes, it is mentioned in the background of the game that every time before the museum closes, the curator will confirm that the paintings here are real paintings, so there are no fake paintings here before the players come in."
"Some paintings have indeed eaten the player and turned into living paintings," he glanced at Xu Huo's hand and added, "but not every painting should be alive."
"If the person in the painting does not move, what is the chance that the player will find the painting alive?" Xu Huo asked.
"Have you discovered that this painting is a living painting?" Wei Da suddenly realized, "No wonder, when you first entered the dungeon, you behaved a bit strangely when you picked up the painting on behalf of Fan. So Deng Yu and Da Xiong must have seen the living painting. , but Deng Yu thought that the living painting was a fake painting, so he disappeared on the first night. He was not missing, but took the initiative to get the painting and was sucked into the painting."
"The big bear was frightened by the living paintings and monsters, and found that he couldn't escape, so he came to try his luck."
He paused and asked again: "Are you holding Deng Yu or Daxiong?"
"Big Bear." Xu Huo replied.
"So Deng Yu was indeed taken away by Gao Jun." Wei Da shook his head, "They all hid it quite deeply."
"The paintings that show off during the day are actually intended to attract players' attention." Xu Huo took out a lighter, "But it seems that the paintings during the day are not very special. I don't know if they can be burned."
The person in the painting still didn't respond, but there seemed to be a bit of ridicule on the flat face.
Xu Huo lit the lighter and placed it under the frame. After a few seconds, the oil painter inside suddenly changed his color. "Aren't you afraid that the curator will get angry if you dare to burn the painting?"
"It doesn't matter. I can leave the game when the curator comes." Xu Huo smiled and pointed to the sculpture behind him with his chin, "Besides, the curator can't move during the day."
The painter moved left and right in the painting, and became even more angry when he found that the flames were chasing him: "Who told you that it is the curator? It is just the security guard of the museum!"
"You can say it's a security guard, but it can't move anyway." Xu Huo refused to reason with him.
At this time, Wei Da pointed to the figure painting not far away, "Aren't there still so many living paintings? Just burn it and show it to the monkeys, lest the other paintings will be disobedient."
After saying that, he started to take down the frame of the painting, and then the oil painter hurriedly said: "Brother! Don't be so grumpy, you can talk to me if you have something to say!"
