Eternal Food Paradise.

Chapter 49 The Player Who Equals Fertilizer

Chinese world.

The sun rises as usual, day and night alternate.

Shuchuan, the land of abundance.

Chen Zhiyuan has not logged out of the unknown shop in the same urban area as [Chrysanthemum Downstairs] for more than a day. The exact time is 30:30, 56 minutes, and [-] seconds. Of course, the online time is still on his personal panel Counting seconds by seconds.

"call--"

Coming out of the Provincial Chefs Association, dragging his tired body, and returning to the small shop, Chen Zhiyuan went off the assembly line first.

In the Tokyo apartment, Chen Zhiyuan rummaged through the refrigerator, tore open a bento box and threw it into the microwave oven, then quickly walked into the bathroom, sat on the toilet and let out a long sigh: "It's comfortable."

While washing, looking at himself in the makeup mirror with blue complexion and pale lips, Chen Zhiyuan fisted himself, feeling a sense of accomplishment in his heart.

"Only by passing the two-star assessment can I truly be at the forefront."

While eating instant lunch, the phone beeped and received several new text messages.

It's a few fans I know.

[Brother Chen, what about the submissions for this issue?What about video? 】

[You won't be cooing again, don't! 】

[Sad news, it's over, our little prince of Tokyo gourmet has fallen! 】

Chen Zhiyuan was eating, flipping through these messages with a calm face, and then skilfully cut to Weibo, the private messages immediately exploded, and his name of "pigeon spirit" has spread like wildfire.

"I found something very interesting, please wait for me." After posting the latest Weibo update, he sat down at the computer desk without clearing up the lunch box after eating the bento.

connection.

Landing in Paradise.

Having said that, even if it was the last two newcomers, Chen Zhiyuan also inquired clearly. They looked like Tang Ying and Jerry, and they were completely unfamiliar with the Chinese world.

During this period of time, the small shop has almost become the secret base of their group.

Chen Zhiyuan had the key, and thought of the store manager Xia who left the key like "Xin Shou Village's grandfather". After he went online, he cleaned the store and muttered to himself:
"This store manager Xia has traveled a long way, so he must be in a corner of the mountain."

As for the concept of "NPC" that was just new and ignorant, in the past period of time, after being severely beaten by the society, after several in-depth educations, it has long faded away.

Nima, there were several times when IQ was abused and fed to the dog, and I was played around, recalling it is almost a tear.

If only it were a game!
Just a week ago, he went on a mission outside the city, but he met a bandit and got shot in the knee. In reality, he felt that his old rheumatism had recurred. Every time he went offline, he hissed and gasped, dragging his lame leg and jumping up and down. .

If an arrow hits the forehead directly...

"Although it will be resurrected, it must be a splitting headache, right?"

Chen Zhiyuan was not perfunctory about cleaning up, covering every corner.

because.

This small shop has become a place for these pioneer testers to communicate and chat daily, so it is impossible not to care about the "stronghold" and "secret base".

As soon as he finished cleaning, some players came online.

"Yo, so early?"

Chen Zhiyuan greeted kindly, and recognized that this was the sixth female player who just joined a few days ago.

The woman whose ID is 'I want to raise an otter' is very small, with a standard childlike face, but her personality was privately complained by testers including Chen Zhiyuan, saying that she has a bad personality, difficult to communicate, and has a rather hard-core personality Poison tongue property.

"morning."

'I want to raise an otter' he said: "Group leader, I see that your eye circles are black, your face is livid, and your lips are pale. Have you been poisoned?"

What the hell is drug approval?Chen Zhiyuan shrugged: "It's normal to have the effect of exploding the liver, if you stay up for 30 hours, it can also happen."

"Come on, stay for another 30 hours, I want to know if I die suddenly in the paradise, will the real body die as well."

"..."

Today is a dead chat.

Chen Zhiyuan didn't care too much, who told him that he is currently a very standard "group leader", and if he was caught by the group members and complained about it, he should regard it as an active atmosphere.

He put a copy of the strategy manual he had just sorted out on the bookshelf in the corner of the store.

As for the paper and pen used in the strategy manual, there is nothing wrong with the paper and binding, but the pen is a bit bad. At first Chen Zhiyuan used a brush and found it very uncomfortable. Later, he found charcoal to rub the brush, but it was very time-consuming and energy-consuming. In the end, it took a week. All the talents in the group chat in the former forum worked together to make several public quill pens.

The corner of the bookshelf is equivalent to a strategy wall and a message area.

It can also be called physical forums and group chats.

There is really no way, the park has zero construction for player interaction, there is not even a secret chat with friends, let alone an embedded online forum that facilitates communication between their group of pioneer testers.

Chen Zhiyuan took a glance and found a few new post-it notes on the bookshelf, probably left by him during the star assessment mission.

[I've been following a certain 'strange person' for the past two days, you guys wish me well!I want to explore adventures and become Ouhuang Yi soaring to the sky to dominate the world man! ] Male compatriots with the ID of 'Family with Evil Girl' left a message.

[Strange person?This classmate, maybe we are looking for the same person ()...Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh why doesn't this game have the function of taking pictures and screenshots? I think this NPC I met is so cool and handsome. All baby! 】ID 'Crooked Fruit Kitchen Jerry' left a message.

The third post-it note was left by Tang Ying with the ID 'Xing Shen Shen', and the content is very concise:
[I was promoted to a one-star chef two days ago, and the strategy has just been written, you can contact me if you need it, and talk about the remuneration in detail. 】

Suddenly, Chen Zhiyuan heard a disdainful voice beside him.

"It's more than ten days before me. Until now, there are still fools who think that passers-by outside the door can make players kill them? NPC?"

'I want to raise an otter' folded his arms and looked at these messages with cold eyes.

"Do you think this is a game? Are we players again?"

Chen Zhiyuan shook his head.

In fact, before the connection of 'I want to raise an otter', when forums and group chats were first established, everyone had discussed this issue.

At least from the experience of each other, at present they don’t feel the existence of shackles or some kind of being manipulated to pull the rope. All in all, they are a group of people with a high degree of freedom. The natives can’t imitate their tricks and die, and then resurrect with full blood on the spot. Even if he had to endure severe pain for a period of time after resurrection, at least it was comparable to Xiaoqiang's vitality.

During the discussion, I couldn't remember who it was. I opened my mind and said that it was the gods who created this paradise game because they were bored.

They are just ants who keep turning in circles in the sandbox.

And the gods looked at the ants that kept hitting the wall, and took pleasure in it.

'I want to raise an otter' and said suddenly: "I was offline last night, and I had a very tragic dream when I was sleeping, about us players."

"I lie quietly, quietly, under a world tree, and become fertilizer in the soil"

Chen Zhiyuan: "(_)"

What kind of terrifying brain hole is this!
Player = Fertilizer? !
(End of this chapter)