I play the horror world as a development game!

Qin Nuo's words might have wanted to ease the atmosphere, but Wang Yang and Liu Jiaqi, who were tense, ignored him.

The guests outside the door came in.

The vague phantoms sat on the dining table.

It seems, it's not that scary either.

Wang Yang and Liu Jiaqi both breathed a sigh of relief.

"Rat, blocking the way."

A dull voice came from behind, and all the hairs suddenly stood up.

Liu Jiaqi turned around and almost fainted.

People who were cut into pieces and sewn together with needles and thread stood in front of them, with two human heads sewn on their necks, and one of them was stripped naked and bloody.

A single one lost half of his head, the air was exposed to the brain, and the bloodshot lines could be seen clearly.

The three of them quickly made way out and their hearts were about to jump out.

Rats are their name to humans, which are metaphor for the humble existence where everyone shouts and beats and kills people across the street.

Behind, even more terrifying ghosts came in one after another. Some of their stomachs were hollowed out, their intestines were still hanging outside, and some had no four officials on their faces, and they were all mouths...

"You have been assigned to the No. 4 dining table service, complete customer needs, average evaluation, complete three-single dishes, and complete the F-level task!"

In the game, the task levels are divided into five levels: a, b, c, d, f.

After completing the task, there will be five kinds of evaluations: bad, dissatisfied, average, satisfied, and very satisfied.

If you achieve satisfaction and be very satisfied, you will receive a random reward.

If you are bad or dissatisfied, you will be punished.

Qin Nuo saw Wang Yang and Liu Jiaqi's distracted expressions and knew that they had also received the task.

Wang Yang: "I was assigned to the dining table No. 10."

Liu Jiaqi: "I was assigned to the dining table No. 6."

Qin Nuo touched his nose: "Table No. 4, I wish you good luck."

When I arrived at the dining table in the corner, there was only one guest, his body was covered with bandages, and dark blood penetrated.

On the table, there is also a bouquet of roses.

There was also tea in the empty seat opposite, and it seemed that they were waiting for some guests.

"Guest, what do you need?" Qin Nuo walked up and asked politely.

Although rotten restaurant clothes are dirty and foul, they are life-saving clothes. Wearing them means you are an employee of the restaurant. Generally speaking, ghosts will not attack you.

The bandage ghost didn't say anything, pushed the menu over and checked its dishes on it.

"Steam the human brain."

"Okay, please wait." Qin Nuo picked up the menu, nodded slightly and left.

Liu Jiaqi from the next table saw Qin Nuo's service attitude and her eyes widened.

Her guest was a ghost whose chest was cracked and protruded into Dongree's ribs, like the giant mouth of the abyss. She could even see the pulsating organs inside her body, which scared her tone so white that her face was bloodless.

According to the instructions, Qin Nuo arrived at the kitchen.

It is not so much a kitchen as a slaughterhouse.

Bloody corpses were thrown onto the chopping board, and the sound of chopping meat made my scalp numb.

Walking to a chef, Qin Nuo handed over to the menu: "The guest on the table No. 4 needs a steamed Gu Man's Brain."

The chef is a ghost with a distorted facial features like a mahua. He stared at the menu, then at Qin Nuo, and made a sinister voice: "There is no human brain, take yours!!"

Qin Nuo's expression was as normal.

Seeing that Qin Nuo was not scared, the chef was a little surprised and grabbed the menu with a vicious look.

Qin Nuo's appearance was calm, but his heart was beating wildly.

The restaurant is also a ghost with an employee identity, and some people have bad hostility towards temporary workers, but because of the rules of the restaurant, they cannot move humans and can only gain some pleasure through intimidation.

This reaction made the chef very dissatisfied.

Qin Nuo remembers that if you do your job honestly, there will be no danger.

The dishes were ready soon.

"alright."

The black clay pot was placed on the front plate, and Qin Nuo picked it up and left, so as not to be troubled by the chef.

But halfway through the way, Qin Nuo opened the clay pot to be on the safe side and endured his nausea to look.

"Ding, trigger the Eye of Skill Analysis."

"Eye of Analysis: Sadly, he was cut through the skin of his body by the criminal with a knife and died of pain."

"Human skin is what it hates the most and can evoke that painful memory."

"Why do you need to add a few slices of human skin to it? Is it for the taste to be more fragrant, or is there another intention?"

Seeing the prompt from the Eye of Analysis, Qin Nuo's face suddenly became gloomy.

The chef really didn't have a good intention, and he added human skin to his mind and wanted to blame him!

What should I do?

If you send it, the bandage ghost will definitely tear himself apart when he sees the human skin!

If you don’t give it to me, I will not be the opponent of the chef!

After a moment of silence, Qin Nuo decisively covered the tiles and walked back.

"Is there anything else in the dish?"

In the kitchen, Qin Nuo put the clay pot back into its original flavor.

The chef raised his head, his face grim and terrifying: "Humiliating mouse, dare you doubt the dishes I cook, are you tired of living?"

"I am humble, but when the customer saw the food, he was furious and said that he would give you a last chance. If you can't make a satisfactory dish, you will definitely eat it!"

Seeing that the chef's face was already ferocious, Qin Nuo continued: "That's the noble bandage master, the manager personally received it. Can you offend me?"

The chef was surprised.

Why blame it?

Shouldn't this mouse be eaten first?

But it dared not think too much. In the thriller country, on the surface, it has set up various rules and mechanisms, which seems to be a civilized country with a legal system.

But in fact, in front of truly powerful ghosts, these rules are as fragile as paper.

In a restaurant, the dishes made by the restaurant were not in line with the taste, and the ghost ate all the ghosts in the restaurant.

If the bandage ghost wants to eat it, the manager will not stop it. Its dish will have problems first.

"Wait."

The chef took the clay pot back and soon brought another plate of dishes.

Qin Nuo held it in his hand and scolded coldly: "Damn it, next time I will bring you to the dining table!!"

"What did you say?"

The chef's expression was so distorted that he almost turned upside down, and he wanted to swallow Qin Nuo in one bite and chew it in his mouth.

"This is also the words of Lord Bandage!" Qin Nuo left this sentence and left.

The chef was trembling all over, but he didn't dare to pounce on him. He was not sure if this was Qin Nuo's words or the bandage ghost's words.

"It's so exciting. I actually scolded a ghost." On the way back, Qin Nuo's heart was still pounding.

The last sentence was to let out a sigh of anger. Now that I think about it, it's still too risky.

What if it can't jump and rush up and eat itself?

[Devil's Eye Trigger: You successfully anger the chef ghost and get 3 props of red dragons!]

"So that's how the Demon Eye is used."

Qin Nuo's eyes lit up. He didn't know what this red dragon was, but it sounded quite powerful.

"Extract props red dragon."

A hot thing fell into the palm of your hand, heavy.

Qin Nuo looked down and almost threw it out because he was so disgusting.

Fuck it!

It was actually an aunt's scarf, or the one with blood, which was disgusting enough!