I Became a God in a Horror Game

Lu Yizhan reluctantly stood up on his knees, and took the task with a funny face: "I see, I'm going out to buy vegetables, what do you want to eat?"

"I want to eat yellow throat!" Mu Sicheng was the first to actively raise his hand, "And hairy belly!"

"I don't know if there's anything new at this point." Lu Yizhan took out the banknotes and wrote it down, and looked up at Georgia and Armand, "You two are guests, you two order first. Do you have any taboos or favorites?"

Georgia shook her head. "I don't eat anything."

"Yellow throat...what is it?" Armand frowned, "What is a hairy belly?"

Mu Sicheng hugged his chest triumphantly, and said contemptuously, "I don't know anything, this is a must-order when it comes to hot pot!"

"What is that?" Armand demanded. "You don't look like you know what these are."

Mu Sicheng's contemptuous expression froze on his face.

He really doesn't know what these things are, he just knows it's delicious.

"The yellow throat is the artery of a bovine taxi. After being cut from the heart of a bovine, it is turned over and washed repeatedly. Turn over to tear off the vascular membrane inside, cut it into segments, and scald it for tens of seconds, and then you can eat it. Crunchy, with a kind of brittleness of blood vessels." Mu Ke explained with a friendly smile, his tone was very gentle, "The hairy belly is the stomach of a cow. Turn it over and wash it three times. There are many layers of tentacles in it, which are used by the cow to digest. thing."

"By the way, we also eat brains, it's delicious."

Armand: "!!!"

What terrifying parts are these! What people eat here is horrible! Is it heresy?

Armand's face turned pale in fright in an instant, he pointed at Mu Sicheng and said in horror, "I won't eat anything he eats!"

Mu Sicheng: "..."

There was an inexplicable feeling of being offended.

Seeing Lu Yizhan leave, Bai Liu turned his head and looked at Georgia: "Go to the study, let's talk about your soul."

Georgia let out a sigh of relief, stood up, and thanked him sincerely, "Thank you."

Seeing that Bai Liu and Georgia went to the study, Spades, who had been murderous before, became calm after seeing Georgia, and did not intervene or stop it from beginning to end. He poked the spades with his elbow: "Hey, you were so vigilant before, but now you don't talk anymore, you're not afraid of Bai Liu and Georgia running away?"

Spades raised his head to look at Mu Sicheng with a flat tone: "I won't run."

Mu Sicheng was full of interest: "Why? You were so alert before."

"Bai Liu talked about him before, and he had desire." Spade lowered his eyes and replied seriously, "But after seeing him, there is no desire."

Mu Sicheng was full of question marks: "...what do you mean?"

Liu Jiayi, who has been watching the drama silently, couldn't help it.

When I talked about Georgia Bailiu's desire before, it was not aimed at Georgia, but at his money. Seeing Georgia in person, not money, of course Bai Liu had no desire.

Spades' perception of Bai Liu is really powerful. Although he doesn't understand it at all, he can feel it. Bai Liu's personal emotions have nothing to hide in front of Spades.

Liu Jiayi silently held the cup and drank the drink, and sighed - if Bai Liu has three hearts in the future, it is estimated that he will be discovered by spades when he steps in the door with his left foot.

Tang San looked at the study room, and the breath that had just been relieved rose again.

...I don't know how Bai Liu will negotiate with Georgia.

Inside the study.

Bai Liu was sitting on the sofa in front of the bookcase, and Georgia was sitting on a chair. In fact, at first he was a little bit repulsed by the slightly dim atmosphere of the study, and this layout—it made him think of that dream.

But the moment Bai Liu turned on his side and turned on the floor lamp, the warm orange light flooded the room, and Georgia was stunned.

On the sofa in this room were two coats of clothes, one in spades and the other from Tang San's coat. There were also several books on the ground that had been opened and hadn't been cleaned up, with Mu Ke's handwriting on them. There is a fruit plate on the desk, which is piled with fruit candy, sugar orange and melon seeds, next to a half-peeled and uneaten orange, and a small pile of melon seed shells, you can see that Liu Jiayi and Mu Sicheng did it.

A lively and messy life is blowing.

"Sorry, I haven't had time to clean up the study." Bai Liu motioned Georgia to sit down, "Is it okay?"

Georgia was completely relaxed, he smiled lightly, and sat down following Bai Liu's gesture, his tone even a little nostalgic: "It's okay."

"...When I was young, I took Armand to work in the third round. I didn't have much time, and my home was so messy."

"It's true that I deceived your soul banknotes by using your soul friend as an excuse." Bai Liu admitted his mistake with a good attitude as soon as he sat down, "...If you..."

"Did you lie to me?" Georgia rarely laughed, his brows soft under the warm yellow light, his serious and rigid feeling was diluted in such an atmosphere, "Aren't you mine? Soul friend?"

Bai Liu paused, and he also smiled: "Indeed."

"Do you have the memory of that time when I traded souls with you?"

"Well." Georgia lowered his long eyelashes, he recalled, his tone was suddenly, "Although I was indeed angry and even alert at first, I am very afraid that after you have my soul, you will use my soul to hurt the people I care about. "

"But you've been protecting them all the time, even better than me."

Georgia looked up at Bai Liu: "—Whether it's Gloren, Armand, or Mr. Lu Yizhan."

"Gloren really cannot have a crown prince whose soul is controlled by others." Georgia said calmly, "but I often wonder, am I really suitable to be a prince of this country?"

"The path they chose, the naive yearning, and the courage to face the world now full of anxiety, I have all worn out in the past ten years."

"...I went back to Gu Luoluan before, everyone welcomed me ecstatically, hugged me, and cried and praised that what I did was right, they shouldn't close themselves, curl up here and live with the world A life without contention should face the world and accept all challenges to them."

"I should have been happy about that."

Georgia was silent for a long time before continuing softly: "But I only feel fear."

"In the past ten years, the more heresies I have experienced and the more tragedies I have seen, the more I am afraid. I have gradually become the people of ancient Loren. I want to completely protect them, not Let them face the dangers of this world."

"Even Armand, who is standing next to me and fighting with me, disturbs me."

"I know this is wrong." Georgia looked down at her empty palms, "but what kind of correctness can last a thousand years?"

"Nothing is right that can last for a thousand years." Bai Liu answered flatly, "Why do you want to pursue the right that lasts for a thousand years?"

"People can only survive for a hundred years, and it is already very remarkable to be able to pursue the correctness for ten years."

Georgia was startled.

"As far as I know, there is only one thing that has existed for thousands of years—" Bai Liu raised his eyes and said calmly, "—that is the evil god."

"But his existence, for everyone, was a mistake."

"It is a thousand-year-old existence, and it is in pursuit of a correct existence. In other words, it may pursue a thousand-year existence in pursuit of a correct existence, and in the end, it may go to the same extreme as the evil god."

"—Like if you seek to protect your people from all harm for thousands of years, that protection will eventually become a harm."

"It's like the old Laurent."

Georgia fell silent.

There was a noisy sound of Lu Yizhan returning from selling things outside the door. Bai Liu turned off the lights and got up to go out: "From my personal point of view, I think you are still very suitable for being a king."

"...Why..." Georgia asked in a low voice in the darkness.

Bai Liu replied calmly, "Because you are a good person with a brain."

"Your decision may not be absolutely correct, but you must try to avoid mistakes that hurt people, and that's enough."

Lu Yizhan knocked on the door: "Have you finished talking? I'm ready to cook!"

"Okay." Bai Liu pushed open the door and glanced at Lu Yizhan, who was probing his head, "The negotiation is over."

Lu Yizhan looked at Georgia, who was walking out behind Bai Liu, with the usual expression, and heaved a sigh of relief: "It's good to negotiate."

Georgia took off her coat, hung it on the hanger, and took the dishes from Lu Yizhan very naturally: "I'll help with the cooking."

Lu Yizhan was startled, and subconsciously wanted to grab it: "No need for Georgia!"

Georgia looked pale, but he held it in his hand, seemingly without force, but the vegetable bag silently shifted towards him: "Since I am here as a guest, there is no reason for the scholars to do it all by themselves. "

"...It's rare for you to come to us as a guest." Lu Yizhan smiled, and his subordinates worked secretly to pull the vegetable bag over here quietly, "I always cook, and I didn't let the guests fight. You all have a good rest and wait until you taste my craftsmanship."

The vegetable bag was moved back again.

Georgia's tone was condensed: "Mr. Lu, I have studied the dishes here seriously. Armand can testify that my craftsmanship is also very good. I rarely come here as a guest. You might as well take a day off and taste my craftsmanship."

Lu Yizhan laughed and laughed: "Really? I don't believe it."

"Bai Liu also praised that the things I make are homely, and since I have come from afar, there is no reason to let the guest cook."

You come and go with the vegetable bag. Georgia and Lu Yizhan politely fought for more than a dozen rounds. The vegetable bag went back and forth like a tug-of-war, but it didn't fall into anyone's hands.

"Is this what the top tactician was pulling before?" Mu Ke seemed to have realized something, his eyes were solemn, "It took so long to pull the saw without hurting a dish."

Mu Sicheng's eyes widened when he saw it, and he opened his mouth: "...What are you doing?"

Liu Jiayi scrutinized for a long time, then made a serious comment: "...Cultural exchange maybe it is."

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