The Demon’s Menu
Vol 4 Chapter 1: It's like ham, hung on the beam
There is no hesitation.
Jason chose [Cheese Ham].
The abnormal change of the black notebook always makes him feel uneasy, and the corresponding vigilance naturally arises.
Fortunately, the black notebook still came in accordance with the rules it should have, which gave him room for return.
Use the rules to find benefits.
For Jason, who has lived in "The City That Never Sleeps", he learned it in the first month.
Can't learn?
The bodies are all decomposed.
Of course, it is also possible to enter the processing plant in the back block.
After all, canned meat is still very valuable.
[Vice course, it is the prelude to the main course. 】
[But at the moment it has changed! 】
[It retains everything the original. 】
[But it's different, especially when you have chosen a side dish. 】
[Remember: ham is very salty, drink plenty of water]
...
It is still the conventional text.
But it is very similar to the [Seafood Shortbread Box], except for the extra line in the last sentence, and the change in [Mind], it is basically the same.
"Is the side dish the prelude to the main dish?"
Jason squinted at these words.
Then, his attention turned to ‘change’.
"It describes the change, but the word remains the same."
"Is it a text trap?"
"Or simply numb me?"
Jason thought subconsciously, his gaze looked down, and a √ appeared behind [Cheese Ham].
Then, the text began to appear quickly--
[Background: The empire has already declined, a group of wolves are watching it, wanting to bite its flesh and blood, at this last moment, a group of impassioned men have poured into the wave of the times, is it the last brilliance, or the return of light, and As the owner of a small martial arts museum, you didn't think so much, you just want to win the first place in the martial arts street...]
[Main task: gain 3000 reputation (0)]
[Obtain a temporary language, it will disappear automatically when you leave the copy]
[Clothes, appearance, and equipment are temporarily changed, and they will be automatically restored when leaving the copy]
[Detection, no weapons without gunpowder]
(Hint: Are the tableware ready?)
...
Master of Wuguan Pavilion?
Martial arts?
Jason frowned and thought of some words subconsciously.
Kung fu, two characters, one horizontal and one vertical; right, stand; wrong, fall; only standing, are qualified to speak.
Can you stop this punch, twenty years of effort?
The movements are too fancy and may not be effective.
Will it be like this?
Or...remember, don't trust women, the more beautiful women are, the more deceptive they are.
Jason couldn't help but shook his head.
Then, his brow furrowed again.
Is there anything he can eat in such a world?
If so, what would it look like?
Or in what form?
Jason thought, the world before him became clear.
Sunlight comes in from outside the windows, not glass windows, but windows made of similar gauze and paper, which can let the light in blurryly, but it is not breathable.
Under the beam, there is a ventilation hole.
The thick beams are about the thickness of an adult's waist and are five meters long, spanning the entire room.
A rope from top to bottom, tied into a noose.
At this moment, Jason's neck was hanging in the noose.
A feeling of suffocation came from his neck, and Jason raised his hand and broke the rope.
For Jason, who has 9 times the power of ordinary people, it is not difficult to do so.
It can even be said to be very simple.
However, after landing, Jason looked strange at the rope half-hung in the air.
Because I chose [Cheese Ham], it was hung on the beam as a ham.
If I choose [Tomato Cheese Chicken Chop], do I have to be fried?
Jason muttered.
Then, he quickly pulled back his thoughts.
"'I' this is dead."
"Or suicide?"
"Suicide when you want to win the martial arts street name?"
The corner of Jason's mouth twitched.
Although it is only a description of [background], Jason can be sure that "he" will not commit suicide.
It's like buying lamb rolls, large slices of beef, fish balls, crab sticks, prawns, potato chips, lettuce, vermicelli, tahini, butter, and tomato. It is a reason that people who are going to eat hot pot cannot commit suicide. .
Now that you have an extraordinary goal, how can you kill yourself?
Will not commit suicide, but ‘suicide’.
This is interesting.
"Martial Hall Street?"
"Or something else?"
Jason looked at the description in the introduction of [Background], the first object of suspicion was the so-called Wuguan Street, after all, it was a competitive relationship.
Of course, there is no guarantee that there will be no other accidents.
Jason thought, his eyes turned to the "suicide note" in front of him.
The'suicide note' was placed on the ground, which happened to be hung on a brick in front of'him.'
Anyone who sees his ‘corpse’ and then takes another look at the ‘suicide note’ on the ground will think of Jason’s writing of the ‘suicide note’ and then hang himself directly.
As for the empty room, there is no pen, ink, paper, inkstone or extra furniture?
unimportant.
Wouldn't it be written in advance?
When someone asks such a question, Jason can be sure that someone will answer that way.
Jason picked up the "suicide note" in front of him.
Although there is a high probability that there will be no poison in it, but it is still very carefully checked.
After confirming that there were no problems, Jason opened the envelope, took out the letter, and unfolded--
Everyone:
When you read this letter, Mubai must be gone.
Suicide as a warrior is naturally disgusting.
However, I had to do this.
In order to open the museum on Wuguan Street before, I defeated the four masters of Peng, Zhang, Li, and Zhao by despicable means. Although I was happy at the time, I had trouble sleeping and eating afterwards.
After thinking about it, I decided to die.
Just throw my body into the mass grave.
This is my fault.
Mubai's excellent pen.
Yuanfeng November 2
...
The corners of Jason's mouth were full of playfulness when he looked at the illegible letters.
It is a suicide note rather than a confession.
"interesting."
Jason whispered to himself.
Although it is still impossible to confirm, Jason is very sure that the four museum owners, Peng, Zhang, Li, and Zhao in the letter, have a lot to do with the death of "his".
As for framing?
If ‘he’ is not dead, it is very likely to provoke a dispute between the two parties.
But ‘he’ is already dead, this is unnecessary.
Moreover, the ‘opening of Wuguan Street’ mentioned in the letter is enough to explain everything.
This kind of opening must be based on martial arts.
The one with the big fist has the final say.
"He" won the so-called four patrons of Peng, Zhang, Li, and Zhao before he was qualified to open the pavilion on Wuguan Street.
Naturally, the reputations of Peng, Zhang, Li, and Zhao have suffered to a certain extent.
Is it possible to kill someone if the reputation is damaged?
of course!
Sometimes, fame is far beyond life.
Especially when fame is tied to etiquette.
What does the martial arts rely on for survival?
How powerful is the owner?
The owner’s business?
All, but not all.
Because the foundation of all this is the reputation of the martial arts hall!
Only when the reputation is big can someone come to learn martial arts!
The martial arts hall can continue to operate!
And if the reputation is damaged...
"It is like killing a parent."
Jason thought silently, couldn't help but glanced at [Main Mission: Obtaining Reputation 3000 (0)].
Obviously, the prestige of this world is more important than he thought.
Or it's a "theme"!
Every copy world has a similar ‘theme’.
It may not be the whole world, but it is very important.
And the point he cut into with the black notebook is also closely related to these ‘themes’.
Or to be precise, it is closely related to a certain aspect of the ‘theme’.
It may be something.
It may be, things.
It could also be people.
However, no matter which one it is, it needs attention.
Even to better survive in the copy world.
Then, after reading the letter again, Jason walked to the corner of the room and threw the letter in his hand into the charcoal brazier.
A flame was immediately ignited in the charcoal brazier of the remaining sparks, and in a moment, the letters were left with ashes.
"Mubai, Mubai."
Jason murmured to himself.
It is different from the previous copy world.
He not only has a corresponding identity in the dungeon world in front of him, but also has a brand new name.
From the current point of view, I don't know what other meanings this brand new name has, but Jason can definitely be more difficult.
At least, he now needs to remember his new name.
Otherwise, it is likely to cause unnecessary trouble.
And, there is one more point.
A follow-up to this new name.
Apart from knowing his name is Mubai, he doesn't know everything else.
If you meet an acquaintance...
"Some trouble."
Jason rubbed his eyebrows and picked up the futon in the room-this is the only thing that can be seen with the naked eye except the charcoal brazier. There is no furniture such as beds and wardrobes in the whole room.
The futon is huge, more than one meter in diameter, and it is similar to a small bed when placed there.
When Jason turned over, he saw his mask, short-handled wide-blade machete, embedded in the huge futon in a mosaic way.
"not bad."
Jason commented.
Two of his beloved things are placed under this huge futon. Only if no one picks up the futon to check, they will not be found.
Moreover, most of the time, it is impossible for someone to open this futon like him.
He knows that two of his beloved things are not far away and must be nearby.
That’s why.
Others will not do this for no reason.
If you really did this?
That is naturally the enemy!
There is no doubt that Peng, Zhang, Li, and Zhao are enemies.
However, Jason is sure that his enemies are not just these four.
Take a look at the room in front of you. Although it is very empty, there are no signs of fighting. He believes that ‘he’ could not resist when he was hung on the beams of the room.
Moreover, he had already won Peng, Zhang, Li and Zhao before the opening of the Wuguan Street.
Although I don’t know if it’s a wheel battle, or 1V4, the strength of "his" should be quite good.
It is impossible to hang'him' on the beams of the house silently.
unless……
Someone meets inside and outside and suddenly attacks.
Or, poison!
If this is the case, someone should come to'collect the dead' at this time.
Step on, step on.
Jason was thinking when he heard footsteps in his ears.
Light and energetic.
Not heavy or impatient.
The next moment, a knock on the door sounded——
Boom, boom!
"The owner, the owner, have dinner."
The crisp voice carries an inexplicable joy.
Not gloating, but a natural joy.
Such a voice is not what a ‘corpse collector’ should have.
"If you have mastered your work and rest, do you start with irrelevant people?"
Jason instantly guessed what Peng, Zhang, Li and Zhao did.
"The owner, hurry up!"
"Otherwise the steamed buns and soy milk I made will be cold."
"It's a big pork bun..."
The girl outside the door was still talking, and the door in front of her was suddenly opened, and a tall, burly figure appeared in front of her.
The oppressive feeling shrouded in the shadows rushed over. Normal people must be shocked, but the girl in front of her was not shocked at all. She clapped her hands and said cheerfully, "Sure enough, the owner of the museum is the most active eating.
Then, the girl blinked at Jason.
There is youthful vigor between the bright teeth.
There is also a kind of intimacy, approachable, like the little girl next door.
Especially a plain coat and trousers, it feels more cordial.
At this moment, the girl smiled even more, staring at Jason with her eyes crooked.
Obviously waiting for Jason's answer.
Jason didn't know the pattern of'he' getting along with the girl in front of him, so he nodded vaguely.
"Ok."
Jason's answer did not attract the girl's attention.
In fact, when Jason nodded, the girl had already turned around and hopped forward, still talking in her mouth--
"If you don't eat actively, there is a problem with your thinking."
"A person who is going to be a fan, a soul who is going to be a fan, and a basin is needed to dry the food."
The crisp voice added a certain tone, as if singing.
Although it doesn't sound appealing, but it is full of vitality.
Following the girl, Jason came out of the room and walked to the side, his eyes scanned around.
In addition to the room behind him, there are wing rooms on the left and right. The front is a lobby. There is a moon door on the side of the lobby. Through the moon door, Jason can clearly see the sand and stone ground, weapon racks, and wood. People pile.
"The front is the martial arts hall and the back is the living area. The kitchen is... here."
Without further searching, Jason saw the kitchen along the way.
It is beside the left wing room, separated from the wing room by a wall.
A small square table is straight in the kitchen.
There are two bowls, one large and one small, on the table. The milky white soy milk is exuding a strong fragrance, and ten palm-sized meat buns are neatly stacked on the porcelain plate.
In two fist-sized plates, there are shredded radish and kelp respectively.
The shredded radish is marinated with chili ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and the shredded kelp is mixed with garlic.
Although simple, it makes the index finger move.
"Hurry up, the owner of the museum, it's time for dinner."
The girl opened the small bench for Jason, and then she sat on the opposite side. After seeing Jason sitting down, she couldn't help putting her fingers on the side of the small bowl. When Jason picked up the chopsticks, The palm of her hand was placed on the small bowl, and when Jason picked up the kelp thread and put it in her mouth, the girl straightened up the bowl.
Gudong, Gudong.
Drink a bowl of soy milk in one go.
Obviously, a girl is also a person who likes food.
And when the girl was holding a bowl and was about to make another bowl of soy milk--
Bang, bang.
The door of the front yard of the martial arts hall was smashed.
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