The Demon’s Menu

Xilin is dead.

The butler of the ‘Send Family’ died in the meeting room on the top floor.

Although it was banned, the news still came out.

Pells, who was watering the "Xiao Xian", saw this privately spreading news. He held the kettle hand and couldn't help shaking. The water from the spout spilled on the table.

‘Contact’ Pells immediately put down the kettle and picked up the rag to wipe the water stains.

The action is as simple as always.

But his face was pale.

"Sure enough, did it happen?"

Pells said silently in his heart.

When he agreed to delete and add video to the ‘note writer’, Pells knew that something would happen, but when it happened in the true sense, Pells was still frightened.

Schilling!

That's the big man of the "Send Family"!

Although it was not given the surname ‘Send’.

But Schilling's existence is essential to the'Send family'.

To put it simply, Xi Lin has contributed to the fact that the'Send family' can have such a thriving situation in District F.

Xilin is dead now.

The'Send family' will definitely not let go.

As one of the ‘accomplice’.

He will never be let go.

Even though Pells doesn't know who the ‘note writer’ is by now, he knows very well that the deleted and added videos are one of the important links in Schilling’s death.

Although the other party guarantees that such deletions and additions will not be discovered under the "other party's technology".

But that is only the other party's guarantee.

The real result?

Who knows.

"Should I run?"

Pells asked himself

But where can I go?

With the power of the ‘Send Family’, even if he ran to Area A, he would not escape death.

In other words, as long as it is confirmed that he is related to Schilling's death, he can't escape.

"How to do?"

"How to do?"

Pells asked himself.

But there is no way.

The most direct way is to introduce a person as a ‘scapegoat’.

But will the ‘note writer’ let him go?

He was used once.

Naturally it will be used a second time.

Until he...dead.

Any resistance or struggle is useless under the premise of the existence of the "note writer". As long as the other party exists for one day, he will be oppressed and exploited for one day.

call!

Take a deep breath.

Pells squatted in front of the empty cat litter again, imagining that he was stroking the cat's head.

The feeling of coziness and comfort permeated Perce's heart.

It also allowed Perce's brain to gradually calm down.

So, do I have to find each other?

The other person who can enter my room must be an insider in the "Game" building, and the level is not low.

Know me very well.

Do not!

Should always pay attention to the "game".

I calculated the time when I left and returned.

At the same time, the other party is also using its own'technology' to delete the video.

Assuming that the other party's technology is exactly what the other party said, then the other party can walk back and forth in the building as if they were in an unmanned state.

But this is unlikely!

If the other party can really do this, there is no need for ‘I’.

It is most appropriate to delete and modify the video, and then kill "I".

Instead of leaving a "live mouth" that may be exposed.

Therefore, there is a high probability that the "technique" of the other party is not as "excellent" as the other party said. It is fine to hide it from ordinary people, but it is impossible to hide it from real technicians.

As long as you conduct an investigation, you can find out what's going on.

Therefore, I only need to mobilize the ‘surveillance video’ outside my area and compare it with time to know the ‘note writer’.

Thinking of this, Pells stood up immediately.

But immediately, he squatted down again.

What reason does he use to adjust surveillance?

Could it be that I was threatened and became one of the accomplices in Schilling's death?

impossible!

He was to survive, not to'surrender'!

Perce was thinking about it suddenly.

He reacted somewhat.

That guy clearly thought of this.

But the guy knew better that he couldn't do this.

Because this will expose him.

"Are you prepared in advance?"

Perce looked a little ugly.

He found that this ‘note writer’ was far more difficult than he thought.

The other party had already thought of everything.

And this also means that he has fallen into the opponent's ‘net’.

"Is there no other way?"

Perce thought.

Ding!

The computer mail sounded on the desktop.

Pells immediately walked to the table.

He has set up emails. Except for the voice prompt for ‘work mail’, the rest are silent.

Clicking on the email, Pells glanced away, and his face suddenly became weird.

...

Won!

Survived!

The "Golden Lamb" Jialun lay flat on a piece of grass, gasping for breath.

1vs100 battle.

Even if you only need to defeat 20 of them, it is extremely difficult.

Even if he has been engaged in logging work since he was a teenager and has exercised a good physique, he is still incapable at this time.

In fact, if it were not for the leather pot of concoction left by His Excellency Jason, he would have been unable to carry it.

And those weapons!

Thinking of this, Karen managed to turn over and sit up.

There was already a drop of the concoction in the leather pot. Although he accidentally discovered that the pot of concoction had the effect of quickly restoring strength when he was injured, he vowed to save a little drink, but in the end he drank it.

And weapons?

It is also badly damaged.

Not only did the crossbow arrow lose its arrows, it was smashed as a melee weapon by him in the final battle.

The trap can also be used.

The cast wire has long been exhausted.

But the knife was as bright as new, although the venom on it had already disappeared under the washing of blood.

Thank you Lord Jason!

Looking at the props at hand, Karen thought silently, while thinking about how to repay Jason well.

Rumble!

The rotating sound of the propeller made Karen raise his head.

Then he saw a slightly familiar person.

Before taking away the ‘contact’ of Your Excellency Jason.

The towering cheekbones, gray eyes and hair made Jialun still fresh in his memory.

"Karen, congratulations."

"You survived."

"So, you changed from the'Golden Lamb' to the'Brazer'."

Perce said in a calm tone.

However, he kept a considerable distance from Jialun and allowed himself to be as close as possible to the fully armed soldiers.

He was worried that Karen would be violent and hurt.

This is really normal.

It is not a good thing to be a "golden lamb".

After becoming a "golden lamb," he finally won victory, but he had to face a ‘game confrontation’. This would have long collapsed on ordinary people.

In a state of collapse, it is normal to anger others.

Before becoming a ‘contactor’, Pells learned this kind of experience in class more than once, and after becoming a ‘contactor’, he learned this kind of ‘experience’ from his colleagues.

But what was beyond Perce's expectation was that Karen did not appear to be angry or abnormal. After nodding in a very calm manner, he asked directly: "Can I choose my own room now?"

"of course."

Pells was surprised at heart, but he was meticulous in fulfilling his duties as a contact person.

Although this duty was supposed to be the ‘introducer’, the ‘golden lamb’ is special and can only be handled by special things.

"I choose an apartment."

After Karen's selection was completed, Pells read the rules and regulations of the ‘Madker’ he said no less than a hundred times in accordance with the rules.

Then, Karen went to sleep.

The eyes fell into darkness.

Karen fell asleep directly when the sleepiness struck.

He is so tired.

Not knowing how long she slept, Jialun came back to life.

Looking at the unfamiliar room, Jialun fixed his eyes on Perce.

"Guardian, you will rest here until the start of the F zone finals. You can call me on your handheld computer. I will be at your service 24 hours a day."

According to the rules, Pells said.

"Excuse me, is'Your Excellency Jason' here too?"

Jialun asked tentatively.

"Ok."

Pells nodded.

Answering this obvious answer does not violate the ‘contact’ rule.

Even, to a certain extent, the planners of the ‘game’ encourage the ‘contacters’ to get closer to the ‘madgers’.

As for what to do?

That is obvious.

As for how to do it?

That is naturally determined by the ‘contact’.

"Can I meet him?"

Karen looked at Pells expectantly.

This time, Perce shook his head without hesitation.

"It's not up to the rules."

"You can't meet Jason player here."

"Similarly, I can't talk to Jason in any form."

Perce said the rules.

Then, after the voice fell, the previous words were repeated again.

"You can call me if you have other needs."

"If you are hungry, you can click on'nutritious meal'."

After speaking, Pells turned and left.

After seeing the ‘door’ regaining its wood color, Karen couldn’t help sighing.

He really wanted to thank His Excellency Jason in person.

What a pity...Huh?

Just as Jialun thought, the wood-colored ‘door’ became transparent again.

The ‘Contactor’ Pells appeared at the door again.

It's just that Pells who appeared this time is a bit different from just now.

There was a touch of tension on his face, and his eyes kept looking behind him.

"What do you want to say to Player Jason?"

"I can convey it."

"Hurry up, we don't have much time."

Perce spoke extremely fast.

Jialun was taken aback.

This ‘golden lamb’ from a lumberjack was a little confused about what happened.

I just stated clearly that this is not in compliance with the rules.

But why did it appear again now?

"Faster."

Pells urged again.

"I want to thank Your Excellency Jason, and if possible, I am willing to repay Your Excellency Jason with everything, including my life."

Although I don't know why Pells did this, Karen still truthfully said what was in his heart.

That's what he thinks and will do the same.

And he didn't think there was anything wrong with it.

"Ok, I will tell you the truth."

With that, Pells closed the ‘door’.

When the'door' changed to'wood color' again, Pells gasped for breath.

Huh, Huh.

The nervousness made his face flush, as if hypoxic.

Only big mouthful breathing can alleviate such emotions.

Why did he do this?

Seriously, Pells couldn't make it clear either.

Roughly, the person who fell into the water wanted to grab the last straw.

As a ‘contact’, he was pinched to death by the ‘note writer’.

He wanted to ask for help, but the people around couldn't do it.

Because he violated the ‘rules’.

Once exposed, he must die.

Therefore, he can only look for people ‘outside the rules’.

For example: ‘Brazer’.

Of course, not all kinds of ‘mads’ will do.

It's just like Jason and Jialun, a sensible ‘madger’.

Especially Jialun like this.

He was from an innocent background, obviously just being framed.

To help such a person, if he is in trouble, the other party should probably return him a favor.

For example: When he needs to escape, someone helps create opportunities.

With this thought in mind, Perce quickly returned to his room and checked the USB flash drive left by the ‘note writer’.

There are procedures for modifying, adding, and deleting surveillance videos, which are much better than those made by him. It is also his confidence to contact Jason and Jialun now.

After confirming that there were no problems, Pells walked to the apartment where Jason was sitting.

The history of ‘gaming’ is not without a single ‘contacter’ with multiple ‘mads’.

In the early stages of the ‘game’, it is extremely common for a ‘contact’ to bring 2-3 ‘masochists’.

It’s just that as the ‘game’ becomes more ‘regular’, such things become rarer, but there are still.

Therefore, the rooms in the center of the ‘game’ for ‘contacters’ and ‘mads’ are H-shaped.

The ‘contacters’ live on the middle row, and the remaining ‘madgers’ live on both sides.

So, after turning a corner, Pells stood in front of the ‘door’ of Jason’s apartment.

Boom, boom!

Pells, who remembered Jason's habit, knocked on the door first. After confirming that Jason inside heard it, he opened the door.

Then, he saw that another empty plate was being taken away, and a new "nutritious meal" filled with ten people was being sent in.

Looked at the record on one monitor.

11.

This is the amount of food that Jason ate after returning to the room.

Although it is difficult to treat a ‘masochist’ as a normal person, is this too much eating?

Moreover, after eating so much, Jason's stomach has not changed at all.

Haven't gone to the toilet yet.

By the way, I ate so much in the previous three days and didn't go.

Can't get in only?

With such doubts, Pells spoke in a persuasive tone.

"Jeson, overeating is not good."

Jason raised his head and glanced at his ‘contact’.

The anxiety in his expression is still there, but his eyes are much calmer.

Things have turned around?

Do not!

Some decisions should be made.

As Jason thought to himself, he closed his eyes and began to pay attention to nutritious meals.

Although there is no taste, food is happy.

Pells has long been used to Jason's attitude.

He began to say straightly: "The player Jialun got rid of the identity of the'golden lamb' and became a new'madrer'. He is very grateful for your help, wants to repay you, and is willing to give you everything, including life. ——These are his original words, I just relay them, do you have anything you want to tell him?"

Ok?

Jason looked at Perce in surprise.

Although he doesn't know what the other party is doing, Jason can be sure that Pells has violated the rules at this time.

"I'm just saving myself."

"Schilling is dead~www.wuxiaspot.com~ has something to do with me."

"I'm scared, so I plan to find some help."

Pells said truthfully.

He doesn't want to be honest, but if he is not honest, he will never achieve his goal.

He knew very well that the Jason in front of him was completely different from the average ‘madger’.

Of course, he admitted that he had a gamble.

But at this time, what else can he do?

Fortunately, he seemed to bet right.

I saw Jason slightly raised his head and looked at Perce, and for the first time, he spoke a complete word--

"Oh, is there any sugar?"