Chapter 255: Treasure food, mysterious order! |
"Remember to finish it all. Your two spoonfuls have more ingredients."
The old woman looked at Qin Nuo's expression, seemingly taking it as gratitude, as her smile was so bright that her eyes squinted.
Qin Nuo opened his mouth, organized his words for a moment, and finally said, "I'm very grateful. This is a rare meal!"
"Child, you noticed."
"Our carriage is at the end of the train, representing our low status and identity."
"Unlike the carriages ahead, here, food is precious. I've seen too many hungry passengers, and because of hunger, the most primitive human nature is exposed."
"You wouldn't want to see that scene."
The old woman seemed to recall something, speaking hoarsely.
As she spoke, she looked forward and said, "Everyone, food is the sweat of labor, hard to come by, as precious as gold. I hope you all finish it. When I collect the plates, I hope they are all clean."
The old couple took their spoons and iron bucket and left.
Qin Nuo looked at the food on his plate, his face a bit dark. He wasn't hungry, and even if he had an appetite, he couldn't swallow so much.
Fang Ye turned around, used his spoon to flick something out of the porridge, and it landed on Qin Nuo's table.
A fingernail.
With a bit of nail polish still on it.
Qin Nuo's hand holding the spoon paused.
Fang Ye looked at his expression and said a comforting word, "Enjoy your meal."
"It was quite enjoyable, but you ruined my mood." Qin Nuo was speechless.
He never believed the food in the Horror World was clean, no matter how appetizing it looked.
But sometimes, you have to fool yourself, knowing in your heart, but Qin Nuo's mind always defaulted to thinking it was delicious.
"It's just an absurdly realistic game, don't have so much psychological burden."
Qin Nuo picked up the spoon and started eating.
It melted in his mouth, without much strange taste, but the texture was somewhat nauseating.
The other players also began to eat. They weren't seasoned veterans, but they weren't novices either, having eaten food in the Horror World before.
However, some players were unlucky.
They found eyeballs, tongues, and other parts of the food in the porridge. Were they animal eyes? No one knew, but the corpses that disappeared overnight seemed to give an answer.
A few players almost finished, but looking at some conspicuous "ingredients" in the spoon, they couldn't swallow it, throwing it on the ground, stomping it into mush, or putting it in their pockets.
In any case, about twenty minutes later, everyone's plates were clean.
Qin Nuo's plate was also clean. He leaned back in his seat, his stomach a bit bloated, shaking his head, looking like he had lost all hope: "Sometimes, saying a few more words isn't necessarily good."
Fang Ye turned around, looking at Qin Nuo, with a slight smile on his lips: "You seem quite satisfied with your meal."
Qin Nuo wasn't in the mood to pay attention to him, feeling like he was about to burp, pinching the web between his thumb and forefinger.
At the front of the carriage, there was movement again, as the old couple returned.
They had changed clothes, but they were still dirty and shabby, starting to collect plates from both sides of the aisle.
"Very good, everyone ate cleanly, not a grain left, I'm very pleased." The Old Man chuckled, his demeanor more like a servant to the passengers.
"All credit goes to the Old Man and old woman's delicious food." A player smiled in agreement.
The old woman also smiled, but her smile froze slightly when collecting plates at the seventh row.
Throwing the plate into the iron bucket, the old woman looked at the Buzz Cut man, hoarsely asking, "Child, was it not tasty?"
The Buzz Cut man smiled uneasily, "It was delicious, why?"
"Then why waste food? You should know these are precious."
"You know, people once stained their hands with blood for some food, devouring it ravenously."
The Buzz Cut man chuckled dryly, about to speak, when the old woman reached into his pocket and took out an eyeball.
"For us at the bottom of the food chain, this is a blessing." The old woman murmured.
The Buzz Cut man didn't panic, explaining, "Precisely because it's rare, I stored some in my pocket for when food is scarce."
"Ma'am, I cherish food more than anyone!"
He explained calmly, but a drop of sweat on his forehead betrayed his inner thoughts.
"Hardworking people won't lack food, because that's my responsibility."
The old woman put the eyeball into her mouth, her dark eye sockets facing the Buzz Cut man: "And I see lies in your eyes, that seems to be your true thoughts."
"Those who truly cherish food don't have eyes like yours, child."
The Buzz Cut man's face twitched twice, shifting his seat slightly, one hand quietly hiding in his pocket, a cold light seemed to flicker deep in his eyes.
The other players looked at him, their eyes indifferent, curious, gloating.
Surprisingly, after saying this, the old woman didn't take further action, only saying, "Child, don't do this next time."
With that, she moved to the next seat with the iron bucket.
The Buzz Cut man was stunned.
Just a few words?
Qin Nuo at the back was also slightly puzzled.
Fang Ye said, "Watch closely."
Once the old woman moved to the next seat to collect plates, the Buzz Cut man breathed a sigh of relief, looking at his palm, covered in cold sweat.
Suddenly, two drops of blood fell into his palm.
Before the Buzz Cut man could react, his body jerked violently, a hole burst open on his forehead, blood staining the seat back, splattering half the face of the player next to him.
He looked at the wide-eyed, dead Buzz Cut man, his expression also frozen.
Blood gushed from the hole in the Buzz Cut man's forehead, his body slowly sliding down, collapsing to the floor.
"What is this, a mysterious force?" Qin Nuo frowned.
"In the carriage, they are the rules."
Fang Ye spoke, glancing at Qin Nuo: "You can think of them as omnipotent gods."
Qin Nuo wanted to call it nonsense, but the words stuck in his throat, unspoken.
He called out to the Blood-Eyed Ghost inside him: "Blood Bro, what do you think? Could this old couple be beyond the Disaster Level?"
The Blood-Eyed Ghost was silent for a moment before speaking: "It's not them that's strong, it's an invisible force hidden in the carriage, it seems to be the absolute order here."
"Both of these old folks can wield this force."
"Try not to provoke them, I can't protect you." The Blood-Eyed Ghost gave Qin Nuo a warning.
Bang!!
As they spoke, there was another sudden explosion!
It was the player who couldn't swallow the last bit of food and stomped it on the ground, whose head exploded like a rotten watermelon.
The other players watched in shock, especially those in the back rows.
Is it true that not a single bit of food can be left?
The old woman and the Old Man ignored these bloody scenes, continuing to collect plates from the back.
Reaching the third-to-last row, collecting the aisle passenger's plate, the window-side player suddenly showed a fierce look, pulling out a revolver, aiming at the old man.
Before the old man could look up, the bullet hit his head.
The bullet's force didn't make him fall immediately, he picked up the plate, paused, then continued to throw it into the iron bucket.
Looking up, the bullet was embedded in his forehead, emitting black smoke.
"I'm close to a Horror Level Ghost Creature!" The player looked at him, somewhat incredulous.
"Child, you wasted food too?"
"You young people, you don't know the hardships of our older generation." The old man shook his head, sighing.
The player suddenly said, "Old Man, I know I was wrong, I'll never do it again, I'm willing to work for you, to make up for the trampled food, and the reckless shot just now!"
"I don't blame your actions, just feel cold-hearted."
As the old man spoke, he suddenly raised his hand, reaching for the player.
The player wanted to resist, but couldn't move, the surrounding air flowed rapidly, creating a terrifying pressure, crushing him.
The next second, the player's body underwent an unbelievable transformation, folding like a piece of paper. His flesh and bones were crushed, without any blood flowing.
A large person, folded into the size of a plate, like a meat pie, his eyeballs still turning, full of fear.
The old man said nothing, casually tossing him into the iron bucket, continuing to move to the next seat with the bucket.
Many passengers watched this scene, all shocked.
What kind of power does this old man have?
Qin Nuo was also a bit entranced, the old woman came to his side, smiling and asking, "Child, you seem to have eaten very cleanly?"
Qin Nuo snapped back, smiling as he handed over his plate: "Grandma, it's very clean, I finished every grain of rice."
"I'm looking forward to the next meal, such a rare and delicious food, it's like a dream, I wonder how long it can last?"
Blood-Eyed Ghost: "Your sweet talk is like honey."
"If you were in the bootlicking business, you'd be a model!"
Qin Nuo ignored the Blood-Eyed Ghost's mixed praise and criticism, watching the old woman's changing expression.
Her smile grew, clearly having a deeper impression of Qin Nuo: "A rare, sensible, and delightful child."
She collected the plate and said, "A child like you should have great achievements, staying in this carriage is only temporary."
Qin Nuo's eyebrows twitched, wondering what she meant, could he move to the next carriage?
"I'm looking forward to your performance later, the carriages ahead should be an unseen world for you."
Over there, the old man also finished collecting plates.
Then the two of them went to the front of the carriage, facing the still somewhat frightened passengers.
"This time the food is free, the food later will require money."
"Money can be earned through hard work, in hard work I hope you understand its difficulty, work hard."
These words caused many passengers' expressions to change.
Qin Nuo's expression was also strange.
In the instance, you can't extract ghost money accumulated from previous instances, now he's penniless.
In the carriage, where to find ghost money to exchange for food?