The Eternals Who Travel the Worlds

The kitchen is not big.

But it has a weird smell of disinfectant.

Lu Yan couldn't tell the difference, but he was sure that the food used to sterilize food would never smell like this.

In front of the stove, a thick-set man wearing a chef's uniform stood with his back to Lu Yan.

Lu Yan didn't even look back when he opened the door and came in.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The chef held a bone-chopping knife in his hand and repeatedly struck it on the cutting board.

The mechanical movements look like they have no self-awareness.

The strangest thing is that there is nothing on the cutting board, it is empty.

In such a strange environment, Lu Yan seemed extremely calm.

There aren't even any mood swings visible.

He walked closer to the chef unhurriedly, and the strong smell of corpses came from the chef's body.

Lu Yan turned his head slightly and looked at the chef's face.

It was a fully decomposed face, with only the outline of a human face remaining, and the two black eye sockets and even the pupils had disappeared.

After the pieces of flesh on the face rotted, they turned into strips and hung naturally.

The distance between Lu Yan and this face was very close, only as long as a finger. If he made a slightly bigger movement, the strips of flesh would be swayed onto his face.

Under such close contact, he did not scream and retreat like normal.

Just looking at this disgusting look calmly is like looking at a pornographic photo.

…

"What the hell! What the hell is this!"

"I'm fucking eating."

"This must be dead, right? Why are you still moving?"

"I can only say that the Tyrannosaurus God of War is really brave. He actually kept staring."

Many reincarnations have seen other elite screenings, and they found that elite screenings are indeed different from reincarnation experience.

Most of them are this kind of weird pictures.

Many of the small screens in the viewing channel have gone dark, and I don’t even know how they died.

…

Lu Yan didn't have a strong taste, so he kept staring.

When he is alone, he will not deliberately do useless things.

Because he noticed that while the chef was chopping at the cutting board, his mouth was still moving, as if he was mumbling something.

Unfortunately, most of the muscle tissue has rotted away and no sound can be made.

Lu Yan was just observing carefully, and he could still understand the lip language.

It's just that it's a little difficult to read information with these two rotten lips.

"...Don't blame me, I am also following the orders of... If you want to blame, blame yourself... Please..."

Lu Yan stood up straight again. The chef was so rotten that he could only barely get the missing information.

He thought for a moment and did not ask.

Judging from the prompts of the reincarnation system and the fog seen before, this elite screening should not be passed through brute force alone.

If his guess is correct, the chef will actually attack on his own initiative, but he just needs to be triggered in some way.

This chef must have obeyed someone's order to kill someone here.

No, judging from the bone-chopping knife, they were dismembered.

In this case, the trigger method is obvious.

When doing this kind of thing, what he fears most is of course someone suddenly talking next to him.

In order to verify it, Lu Yan saw the right moment and snatched the kitchen knife from the chef's hand.

Then he slowly took two steps back.

He shouted softly in a calm tone: "Hello."

The chef immediately raised his head and turned to look at Lu Yan.

The rotten human face let out a beast-like roar, rushed in front of Lu Yan in an instant, and struck down hard with his right hand.

His speed is completely out of proportion to his size.

It was so fast that even Lu Yan almost didn't react.

You know, Lu Yan's physical fitness is even comparable to the reincarnations of the Five Realms, and this is just a copy of the Three Realms.

In other words, no existence here can be defeated head-on by the reincarnations of the Three Realms.

The fierce wind blew by, but the scene was a bit funny.

When it was chopped down, the chef's arm was still about ten centimeters away from Lu Yan.

It was as if he rushed forward to scare Lu Yan.

…

Taoist reconstructor: Hahahaha, this chef’s knife is gone.

Quick Surrender: Chef: Where is my knife?

Xichuang Zhumian: Have you noticed the speed of this chef? I didn’t even notice it clearly.

Yun Changge: This chef's physical fitness is at least one-star level in the Five Realms.

Pulling off the flowery tie: Holy shit, boss Yun Changge is watching too?

…

A flash of sword light flashed.

Tsk~

thump.

The chef's rotten head fell to the ground on the spot.

Lu Yan looked at the kitchen knife he held in his left hand. It was stained with rust, but it was unexpectedly sharp.

Turn around and leave.

The test results can almost prove that the creatures in this hotel should follow some kind of self-contained logic.

In this case, this fog should need to be passed through in some way.

Lu Yan put one hand in his pocket and walked out of the kitchen with a kitchen knife in the other and returned to the corridor.

His calm appearance made people feel like he was a boss hidden in the hotel.

The corridor is long, but every door to the room is closed.

I opened the doors one by one calmly, and as expected, not every room contained weird creatures.

The number of empty rooms and rooms with living creatures is roughly evenly divided.

However, as soon as the doors of two rooms were opened, employees in work clothes rushed towards them.

Lu Yan casually helped them cut off their heads.

He has always been observing.

As long as it is a guest room, even if the creatures inside see him, they will not take the initiative to attack.

However, no information can be found about such a room.

But in the staff room, you can more or less get some information.

A brief summary of the known information.

Every employee is trying to cover up one thing.

Especially the employee in security uniform, who kept saying the whole time: I don’t know, I don’t know anything.

He just had to put the words "There is no three hundred taels of silver here" on his forehead.

After Lu Yan helped him cut off his forehead, he turned and walked towards the toilet.

Combined with the chef's act of dismembering the body.

The toilet is the best place to dispose of the body.

The men's and women's toilets are separated by a wall.

But only the women's restroom can smell the disinfectant smell that I just smelled in the kitchen.

maybe.

The way through the fog will be discovered immediately.

Lu Yan carried a kitchen knife and slowly entered the women's restroom.

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Princess Flipper: I suspect I’m watching a horror game live broadcast.

Happy Little Hanhan: It’s such a weird place, I’m scared just watching the battle, why can the Tyrannosaurus God remain so indifferent?

The Neighbor's Erzhuang: Whose horror game allows players to enter and unlock unparalleled skills?

…

The toilet door is ajar.

Lu Yan pushed it gently and it was opened.

The smell of blood mixed with the pungent smell of disinfectant hit your face.