Thriller Paradise

Not long after, the pig-headed man came out of the kitchen with two bowls of hot, fragrant broth.

It went all the way to the unseen and rainy table and placed two bowls of soup on the table. Then he said: "In these two bowls, one bowl is human broth and one bowl is pork soup." Its sight swept from the faces of two people: "You pick one bowl, drink pork, you can leave alive. , drink the human flesh... into the freezer, when my next bowl of soup.,"

The shadow cast by O'Neill's huge body blocked the light from the kitchen. In the dim light of the lantern, the two bowls of golden broth on the table were very attractive and fragrant.

"I have stated in advance that the soup is not allowed to be left, and it is not allowed to be dumped or spit out. Otherwise, the two of you will enter the refrigerator together.

Oinke added.

There were no main ingredients in the two bowls on the table, and O'ink only had the clear soup in it. The two bowls of broth have the same color and a layer of grease on the surface, but the soup itself looks very clear, visually speaking, the two bowls of soup are no different.

Judging from the sense of smell, there is no difference. Both pots of broth are seasoned in the same way, and the mellow fragrance of the ingredients, spices and red wine completely obscures the greasy taste of the meat. The human sense of smell is not very sensitive in nature. In this situation, it is not reliable to rely on the smell.

So, there is only one way... taste it.

Although the horror of the blood, viscera, sewers and other such nausea substances is extremely high, the player has to overcome the psychological obstacles. "There is basically nothing to eat."

Things like chewing glass, swallowing nails, etc. can also be done, but it can cause esophageal damage, reduced survival, bloodshed, disease, etc.

After more than a dozen seconds of ideological struggle, it seems that I have made up my mind to pick up a bowl of soup. I don’t want to say a word, I don’t care about it, I just raise my neck and drink it. Just poured it all over.

Look at him like rain, and he said that he did not seem to have chosen it. He could only solve the remaining bowl. It would be a big death.

Unexpectedly, I didn’t feel that I had finished drinking my bowl. I didn’t say anything. I grabbed another bowl on the table and sent it to my mouth. It’s also less than ten seconds, and I’m drinking it.

It’s like rain. I’ve been completely stunned.” She didn’t understand it at first, but after a few seconds, she suddenly realized that the first bowl that she could drink was definitely a pork soup. After he finished drinking, he knew that the bowl on the table was People who are timid, in order to protect themselves, so he rushed to drink the idea of ​​not knowing it, but it is not so simple.

Before he drank, he really thought: In any case, you can't let a girl taste the flesh.

So you have to start with a strong hand and drink fast. If the bowl that is picked is a human broth, it will be nothing but a death. And if you pick up the pork soup, you will grab the bowl of human flesh and drink it.

However, plan...to plan...

After starting to drink, the situation changed.

The first bowl of soup, frankly, said, "The taste is quite good. Even in this horrible atmosphere, there is a moment, and the seal does not produce a little satisfaction in enjoying the food.

So he determined that the bowl was not made of human flesh. If so, his problem may not be just losing his fear. He probably has the same hobby as Professor Hannibal, but when he tastes the second bowl, The seal is stunned, and the taste of this bowl of soup seems to be the same as the bowl just now.

He did not care about the three seven twenty-one, and drank it in one breath. After the two bowls were finished, he was puzzled............... In the end, "Which bowl of human bowl soup?"

"What do you think you are doing?" O'Neill looked at the seal," said Shen Sheng. "Is it your partner?" Can I not have two bowls to come out? ”

Unexpectedly, when I patted the table, I immediately stood up and stared at O'ink with a very arrogant look. The line that he could not say in his heart was: "Trust or believe that Lao Tzu is jealous of you!"

O'ink was unmoved, turned calmly, walked toward the kitchen, and walked and said: "You come with me." This sentence is obviously not to say.

Like the rain, he quickly grabbed his arm, looked at the unconscious eyes, and shook his head. She felt that O'Neill's invitation was to cut the seal as a reserve grain.

But I didn’t feel it, but I smiled and waved my hand. By the way, the ownership of the desk lanterns was returned to the rain. Before he turned and left, he used his fingers to write "wait me" in her hand and made a gesture, indicating that it would be like sitting in the rain.

I don't know why, the unconscious behavior makes people feel very at ease, as if he really went there.

After Owenke walked into the depths of the kitchen, because it was not in the rain, he could speak after he lowered his voice. He said: "The two bowls are not made of human flesh?"

"Of course not." O'Neill said: "But that doesn't mean I can't do it, please let me in. I want you to look at my inventory." He went to the freezer and opened the door to forty-five degrees. Standing in front of the door, I pulled out an o-shaped, one-meter-long piece of meat hanging from the iron hook, and placed it on the cooking table.

A closer look reveals that this should be the lower body of a human being...

"The kid in the well was weak in his life, but after he died, he not only killed the enemy, but also killed a lot of hooligans who had no innocence with him." O'Neill said: "After being injured by the Yin Yang master, He is still eager to move, so I went to cut him into two paragraphs and let him be a little bit safe."

It said, and dragged an armless dead body from the huge freezer and said: "This is a ridiculous music teacher. He was very self-righteous when he was alive. He felt that when he was a teacher, he always wanted to be a composer. But what he wrote was simply rubbish, until one day he had a heart attack while making **** in the music classroom alone, becoming a ghost that forced others to listen to him."

I didn’t see it here. I’ve probably guessed what is going on next: “Let me guess......Is there a dead child in the freezer?”

"The dead child was killed by you." Oyck replied, and it took a female body that was hollowed out from the freezer: "This is its mother. As you guessed, she had resentment before committing suicide." I opened my pregnant belly."

Then, Oyck closed the door of the freezer and took out a glass bottle from a cupboard filled with blood. Two human eyes were inside: "This is a girl who looks good, especially her." Eyes, very sucking people. She loves vanity very much, and knows how to use her beauty to achieve her purpose. She also interacts with several boys, so that each of them buys expensive things to please themselves. One day, some of them The girl who hated her hatred put her head in the sink filled with water. They just wanted to "learn, she was, but they were blinded by hatred, and sin overflowed from their thoughts and body." Come... When the blood in the girl’s lungs was reddened, I realized that the tragedy had already happened. "It paused: "The ghost's grievance is very strong. Many people have been killed. Even if I dig her eyes, I can't stop her behavior. Instead, she has increased her eye-catching collection. ”

Feng did not know: "So the different space leading to the thirteenth step, and you have something to do with it?"

"Where did you think the people who were killed by the ghosts just went?" Oynck replied.

"Would you create that space and treat it as a trash can that discards the dead spirit?" Feng did not know, "but what about the ghosts outside?"

"This should be asked by me." O'Neill asked: "Why are ghosts outside the school gathered here to chase you?"

This sentence made the seal unclear. After the violation of the rules, the ghosts assigned by the system were not related to the campus of Ye Jie High School.

"I don't know." He perfunctored a sentence and quickly shifted the subject: "You told me this, to explain, you are like the caretaker here. Then I want to ask, why are you? Here is the drama of human broth? In addition, what does the last song mean?"

"I am here, naturally to help you." O'Neill said: "Or, to help people who have the courage to drink soup."

Unexpectedly, I suddenly realized what he was doing. When he opened the game menu, he knew that it was broken... He did something wrong. It turns out that the two bowls of soup can restore the survival value. At this moment, their survival value is already full. Although it is impossible to judge how much a bowl can return, it is definitely a waste.

As a matter of detail, this task is very essay, not only to test the player dare to try, but also to see who will drink first, after drinking, what will happen.

If only one person is here to trigger the task, this is a simple test of courage.

But if there are two players here, there are various variables. If the two are pregnant with each other, then surely no one wants to drink first, for fear of drinking the bowl of so-called human flesh, and hope that the other party will drink the bowl.

...,

"As for the last song," O'Kee continued: "When you go to the school gate, you will understand."

"Well, it's like this." I remembered thoughtfully, and he understood that Owen's remarks were a direct reminder of the triggering point of the last task in the seven unbelief.

After sealing, I asked and asked: "Would you like to give me a soup that I just drank?"

"Want to drink for your companion?" O'Neill replied: "Can" pause for two seconds, then it took out the second half of the sentence: "But the third bowl is extra, what are you going to use? I exchange?" Its eyes suddenly became stunned: "One arm? One pair of eyes?"

I don’t feel that the situation seems to be quite right. This paradise butcher is also evil. No one can guess that it is an enemy or a friend in the next second. When I heard the words of arms and eyes, I couldn't help but instinctively took out the kitchen knife from the bag, and immediately prepared to make it self-protected.

"Kitchen knife?" O'Neill grabbed the weapon in his hands, and the speed was so fast that the latter couldn't respond: "It looks pretty good." It took a few shots on the hand and tried to hold it tight. I waved and squinted at the corner of my eye: "Go to the soup." ! !