Rules Weird Talk: I am more perverted than weird!

“The chef is not a real person, but a living wax figure.”

Ivan opened his eyes wide and looked at the chef. He looked like a middle-aged man, about 50 years old, with dark yellow skin and deep wrinkles on his face.

It's really very similar. If the other person's body wasn't still melting, it would be impossible to tell that the person in front of you would be a wax figure.

"But Rule 50 clearly states that there are [-] wax figures, and I just counted them all... This shows that Rule [-] is wrong."

Ivan thumped his chest vigorously, his tone filled with excitement after knowing the truth: "So that's it, I understand everything."

[Rule [-]: You will be the only one working tonight. 】

"A person in Rule [-] refers to not only a security guard, but also a chef, so I should have recognized that he is not a real person."

Ivan touched the badge on his chest. He was very lucky now that he didn't immediately give the badge away in exchange for food.

Based on the current thinking, it can be judged:

[Rule 50: There are a total of [-] wax figures in the museum. Please ensure the number of them, register them, and check whether the identity tag in front of each wax figure is placed correctly. 】

[Rule [-]: If you find the wax figure moving, it’s an illusion. Please stand where you are, close your eyes, and recite silently from one to ten. 】

And the rules [-], [-] and [-] in the cafeteria are all wrong.

"What I have to do now is to get rid of the chef in front of me or prevent him from hurting me."

Ivan looked at the oven, which was only one meter wide in front of him, and fell into deep thought.

"Only the inside of the oven is hot and cannot be attacked directly..."

"There is."

He raised his head and showed a winning smile.

But because he is really big and has a Chinese-character face, his smile looks a bit honest: "Hey, wax figure man, have you ever heard of Teppanyaki?"

"what?"

The chef had a bad premonition in his heart. Before he could react, Ivan had already rushed up holding an iron plate in the oven.

The chef dodged to the right, unable to dodge in time, and half of the iron plate was still imprinted on his stomach.

“Zizzizi~”

The chef's belly and clothes began to melt.

Taking this opportunity, Ivan used his large body to hug the chef and drag him back.

Drag it all the way to the oven.

Ivan kicked the butt of the chef who was left outside hard and stuffed the wax figure inside completely.

Close the door and plug in the power.

Hey~

After 10 minutes, the oven turned into a ball of wax water, and the chef completely passed away.

Ivan witnessed the whole process and clapped beside him: "Perfect."

The audience in the Ice Bear Country live broadcast room was shocked: "Ivan, his operations are completely different from those of the previous chosen ones."

"He didn't use brute force."

"Great, our Ice Bear Country finally has a chosen one with a big brain."

……

In Longguo, Xu Ye came out of the cafeteria and went up to the second floor.

Due to the low temperature, the wax figures were covered with dense white frost. Their frozen faces were stiff, but they still stared at Xu Ye with a look of hatred.

"As for that, why don't I just lower the temperature a little."

Xu Ye was speechless and patted the shoulder of the wax figure of the man in a suit in front of him.

With a click, the man in the suit's arm fell to the ground.

The long period of low temperature made his body "brittle".

Then, a stream of scarlet flowed out from the broken part of the shoulder.

It's obviously just a lifeless wax figure, but it can actually bleed.

Xu Ye touched his chin, things were developing more and more interestingly.

"Are you alive and trapped inside?"

The wax figure in front of him remained motionless.

Xu Ye: "If yes, just blink."

The man in the suit blinked twice hard.

"As long as the temperature is raised and the wax melts, you can come out."

This time the man in the suit ignored the influence of the temperature and blinked crazily at Xu Ye.

And the many wax figures behind him began to blink together when they heard the conversation between the two.

In an instant, the humanoid wax figures in the entire exhibition hall seemed to be alive, all staring at Xu Ye, not to mention how weird they were.

Their eyes were full of expectation and eagerness.

"Oh~"

Xu Ye thoughtfully patted the man in the suit on the other shoulder, and his left arm fell off in response.

"I understand, thank you for the information."

Then he turned around and went downstairs.

Behind him, a group of wax figures were stunned, unable to speak.

But at this moment, the audience in the live broadcast room inexplicably understood what the wax figures wanted to express, that is:

"Hey, wait a minute. I've been talking for a long time, but let's turn the temperature up."

"We are all so pitiful, why is this man so indifferent?"

Xu Ye walked on the stairs, muttering to himself:

"It seems that all the wax figures here are made of living people."

"There's no way I could turn up the temperature."

"The wax museum did not exist overnight. Those trapped inside were either suffocated to death or starved to death. If the wax oil melted, who knows what would come out of it."

"Although I'm not afraid of weirdness, I can save myself trouble and increase my workload."

Barrage:

"What do you mean? According to Mr. Xu Ye's analysis, those wax figures lied? After they come out, it does not mean that they are truly alive."

"Deliberately pretending to be pitiful, it's actually just a way to show weakness in order to be released."

"I support Mr. Xu Ye's approach. The rules here are weird. There is no need to put yourself in danger for a few wax figures."

"Damn it, I just felt compassion. If I were there, being watched by so many innocent people, I would probably have turned up the temperature."

Xu Ye walked around the first floor a few times and saw that the hair that he had deliberately scattered in the corner was still in place.

A few of them floated up and stuck to the wall.

"It was exactly as I expected."

He wandered to the cafeteria, opened the door,

The chef in the white hat stood behind the bar. The food around him had been put away and replaced by several glasses of brightly colored cocktails.

Seeing Xu Ye, he shook the liquid in his hand: "Would you like a few drinks, security guard?"

Xu Ye approached, took the wine glass, and drank it all in one gulp.

"Tell me what's going on, cook?"

"I just walked around a few times outside, and the entire wax museum floor is very clean. You said that the wax museum closes at nine o'clock in the evening, and the security guards come on duty at ten o'clock. There is no way to clean this place so cleanly within an hour, right?"

"Besides, the dishes you prepared in this pot are all cold dishes. If there are really many guests, won't they protest?"

When the cook saw him drinking all the cocktails, he couldn't help but smile. He took another glass of wine from the bar next to him, pushed it to Xu Ye, and then said:

"You guessed right."

"This wax museum is located in the city center, next to the art museum. It was once very prosperous."

Xu Ye: "Once?"