Rules Weird Talk: I am more perverted than weird!

Pierre followed Chen Yue's example and filled the dipping sauce in a small bowl. He added a lot of garlic and sugar.

Chen Yue frowned and said, "You are such a fucking talent!"

Pierre didn't understand what was said in dialect and looked at him curiously.

Chen Yue: "I praise you, you are a talent."

Pierre nodded: "Thank you, you are the same, you are a talent."

"No, I'm not, you are."

The two got together, exchanged copy information for a while, and then returned to their respective seats.

Judging from the current situation, there is not much information available, most of which comes from the rules themselves.

Both of them are veteran Chosen Ones, and their analysis of various pitfalls in the rules is similar.

For example, Rules 7 and 8 must be strictly followed. If you rinse a large amount of food at once and do not eat it in time, bacteria will breed in the dishes.

At that time, based on the principle of not wasting, should we eat these bacteria-producing foods or not?

There are also rules 9 and 10. It seems that the fewer points the Chosen One has, the better. But based on the waiter's performance just now, the two of them judged that the conditions for leaving the hot pot restaurant may require the chosen one to wait until they are full.

……

Just when the two of them finished communicating, the chosen one in the Tulip Kingdom live broadcast room next door wanted to pay after finishing a plate of vegetables. However, he heard the waiter saying that he had to eat before he could leave.

The Chosen One bit the bullet and ordered a few more plates of tripe and vegetables.

These dishes cook the fastest, ensuring that he fills his stomach in the shortest time and then leaves.

He didn't want to stay any longer. In Rule 6, there was mention of naughty children. At first glance, it was not a good rule, the kind that could directly kill people.

Thinking of this, he put all the dishes into the pot, waited for thirty seconds, and then scooped the things into the bowl.

There were several full bowls, and the Chosen One stuffed the food into his mouth without caring about the toppings.

As I ate, a few minutes passed, and the vegetables in the bowl turned black.

It's wilted, like rotten vegetable leaves that have been left out for more than half a year.

"How could this be?"

The Chosen One exclaimed, he had only taken it out for a few minutes.

Seeing that the food continues to deteriorate, if you don't eat it now, it will probably get worse later.

The Chosen One bit the bullet and ate the rest of the food.

My stomach hurts terribly.

"Toilet, I need to go to the toilet... where is it?"

The Chosen One stopped a waiter, who pointed in the direction: "Over there..."

Before he finished speaking, he ran out in the designated direction.

On the way, I saw a door with a blue man's logo on it, and went in without hesitation.

"what!"

The moment the Chosen One entered, he screamed.

"There are new ingredients."

As a middle-aged man's cheerful voice came out, the screen fell into darkness.

Barrage: "Huh? Big Brother Pi and Chen Laoliu's analysis was really accurate. They just finished saying that they shouldn't be criticized for too long, and someone stepped on the thunder."

"They are all smart people. It's a pity that they were assigned a copy, and the other chosen ones can't support them."

"I think this is good. It's evenly matched. At least no one will come out to hold us back."

During the strange talk game, Xu Ye sat on a chair, touched his nose, and said awkwardly:

"Ahaha, are they usually so strict when entering dungeons?"

"You're so smart~ Yeah~"

Liang Xing answered immediately: "Yes, they don't have your talent, Mr. Xu Ye, so they can only pass the level in such a mediocre way."

In one sentence, it gave Xu Ye enough face and showed that it's not that others are smarter than you, but that they have nothing to do due to their limited talents. He also secretly praised Xu Ye's "high-end" customs clearance method, which was simply a standard answer.

The eyes of others looking at Liang Xing were full of envy, jealousy and hatred.

They are all working part-time, so why did they let him grow a mouth? I never miss an opportunity to flatter someone.

Song Jian silently took a step forward, clenching the gun in his hand to block the sight of the group of people.

……

Compared to the tragic death of the chosen one from Tulip Country, a certain Asan Country player who encountered the same problem acted much calmer.

If your stomach hurts, just go to the toilet.

I didn’t say I had to go to the bathroom to use it...

The room was full of stench, which disgusted the chosen one who was assigned to a copy not far away.

But don't tell me, he really saved his life by doing this.

Several waiters came forward with mops, rags and other tools to clean up the chosen ones of Asan Kingdom.

It can be seen that they are also in pain, but due to certain rules, their facial expressions always remain smiling.

After doing all this, several waiters showed obvious signs of fatigue on their faces, with dark circles around their eyes.

Barrage: "Oh my god, it's so hard to criticize. Those who abide by the moral order are gone, but the shameless ones are still alive."

"This incident fully tells us that sometimes people can't be too shameless. The most important thing is to save their lives first."

"The waiter's condition seems a bit wrong..."

……

My eyes returned to the romantic country copy,

Pierre walked back to his seat carrying the snacks. He looked at the table full of food, especially the plate after plate of mutton rolls, and frowned: "I don't think I ordered these."

"This is what the customer opposite you requested."

Pierre glanced at the empty seat opposite: "What if I don't finish eating in the end?"

The waiter did not give a direct answer, but emphasized: "Guest, we can't waste food here."

"I understand." Pierre nodded.

Insidious, I just hope that the guy opposite can finish the food and never harm himself.

After the waiter left, on the empty seat opposite, a pair of hands suddenly stretched out out of thin air, grabbed the mutton rolls on the plate, and put them into the bottom of the red oil pan.

The nails on the palms were sharp and sharp, and the skin was yellow, fat, and smooth. It was only half the size of a normal human being, and looked a bit like a crocodile claw.

What the hell is this...

Pierre was now fortunate that he ordered the mandarin duck hotpot. If he had only ordered the spicy hotpot, he would have eaten in the same pot as the other party.

The mutton cooked quickly, and there was the sound of chewing from the other side. He grabbed the food directly from the scalding hot oil with his palm, and then gently tossed it up, and the mutton roll disappeared out of thin air.

There seemed to be a real person feasting on the opposite side. This scene was really weird.

While observing the opposite side, Pierre counted the seconds in his mind, accurately grasped the time, and quickly ate the food in the bowl.

This hot pot meal was not as leisurely as it should be. It was more like taking an exam. Each dish was strictly controlled within the corresponding answering time.

……

Not far away, the waiter came over and bowed to Chen Yue:

"Hello guest, do you need us to help you with the ingredients in your hand?"

"He is not food." Chen Yue hugged the egg tightly in his arms: "He is mine..."