Infinitely Criticizing the Villain for Being Like My Ex-Boyfriend

For three consecutive days, everything was calm, but Zhang Chunliang fell into a state of crazy anxiety.

He had no experience in dungeons, so naturally he couldn't find the so-called key. He could only follow the system's prompts to complete the task of cooking for the Changqing Banquet.

But he had no idea about the food preferences of the residents of the City That Never Sleeps, so he could only refer to the reaction of the Third Young Master.

So he could only bring back a bunch of ingredients from the kitchen every day and cook them for the third young master in different ways.

"Hmm, it's too salty." The third young master picked up his chopsticks and pointed at the food on the plate seriously.

Zhang Chunliang had a serious look on his face. He placed seven or eight dishes on the table, most of which were eaten up.

There were only a few dishes, and the Third Young Master either complained that they were bland or bitter.

If you observe carefully, you will find that this guy has eaten all the meat dishes and only left the vegetables.

Even the vegetables in the meat dishes were quietly picked out by him.

"Actually, you just don't like eating vegetables." Zhang Chunliang asked with a dark face.

The third young master put down his chopsticks with a wandering look and pretended not to hear.

Zhang Chunliang was so worried that his head hurt.

"What should I do? How can I make everyone like my dishes?" He murmured. He still remembered what Tingying said at that time. Vegetables were the most expensive ingredients in the City That Never Sleeps. Logically, they should be liked by everyone, but the reaction of the Third Young Master made him feel unsure.

The third young master's eyes sharpened, he slowly turned his head and stared at him, and asked in a sonorous and powerful voice: "Who else do you want to cook for?"

Oops, this guy is having another attack.

Zhang Chunliang turned his head as if nothing had happened: "No, you heard it wrong."

This obviously did not fool him. The Third Young Master slowly puffed up his cheeks, turned his head and stared at the pile of green leaves in front of him.

Then he made up his mind and raised the chopsticks with difficulty.

The Third Young Master has been getting better with Zhang Chunliang's feeding over the past few days, but for some reason he still hasn't gained weight.

Zhang Chunliang was worried that he was malnourished, so he cooked for him in different ways. The third young master accepted all the food and could eat three or four people's worth of food at each meal.

But apart from the fact that he was becoming more and more energetic every day, there was no physical change in him and he was still terribly thin.

But one thing is certain, the sun in the sky is setting later and later.

Zhang Chunliang remembered the name of this copy - the City That Never Sleeps.

As the name suggests, it is a city that revels at night. This means that all the citizens prefer to be active at night, which is why he rarely sees people active during the day.

He suddenly remembered the time when the sun suddenly disappeared after the Third Young Master fell asleep, and he still couldn't figure out the reason.

He originally thought that the appearance of the sun replenished the Third Young Master's energy, allowing him to be active during the day and fall into a deep sleep at night.

Now I think he might have put the cart before the horse. The sun can only rise relying on the Third Young Master's own strength.

This sun is most likely the embodiment of the Third Young Master's soul power.

Zhang Chunliang could still clearly remember the first day they came to this copy. The sky was gray, the sun was almost invisible, and it soon turned into night.

I think the Third Young Master was already at the end of his strength by then. I don't know if he could hold on after this copy was over.

The city that never sleeps, the city that never sleeps... Will it be when the sun never rises, that is when the city that never sleeps truly becomes a city that never sleeps?

Zhang Chunliang suddenly felt a sharp pain in his heart.

When he raised his eyes again, he looked at the Third Young Master with some pity, only to find that this guy had secretly spit vegetables onto the ground while he was in a daze, and even tried to cover up the evidence with his feet.

Zhang Chunliang: ...his heartache seems unnecessary.

"Don't eat if you can't eat." Zhang Chunliang stepped forward to clean up the empty plates and thought about the next dish with some concern.

"You are angry." The third young master grabbed a few plates of unfinished food, not letting Zhang Chunliang take them away. He raised his eyes and carefully observed Zhang Chunliang's expression.

Zhang Chunliang opened his mouth, but didn't know what to explain.

For example, if he couldn't find food that would satisfy all the residents of the City That Never Sleeps within a day, he might die before this guy.

For another example, even if he could manage to escape from this dungeon by chance, the Third Young Master would be tortured by the endless players and servants sent here in the subsequent dungeons until his last strength was exhausted.

All he could do was to try his best to make two palatable meals for this unfortunate fellow in the last possible time.

"It's okay. If you don't like vegetables, I won't cook them. How about fish tonight? You seem to like that very much." Zhang Chunliang tried to cheer himself up. After all, they were two unlucky guys who were about to die. There was no need for them to be unhappy in their last moments.

The Third Young Master still looked at him eagerly, and only let go of his hand after he was sure that he was not unhappy because he did not eat vegetables.

When returning the plates to the kitchen, Zhang Chunliang encountered several servants walking with their heads down.

These servants will not actively attack Zhang Chunliang. This is probably because the player and the servants are in the same camp, and there will be no conflict between the two. Sometimes the servants will even actively provide information to the player.

Only when Zhang Chunliang showed a close relationship with the Third Young Master would he attract their attacks and hatred.

Looking at the vegetables on the plate that were hardly ever touched by the Third Young Master, Zhang Chunliang had an idea and called them over.

As expected, the food that the Third Young Master had touched aroused their extreme salivation.

Finally, the servant with a higher status reached out to take the vegetables and ate them with relish.

Zhang Chunliang's tattoo "Eyes of the Thorn Witch" lost its effect yesterday, so in his eyes, the postures of these servants were very normal, and the way they wolfed down the food he made was much cuter than the third young master.

He couldn't help but complain angrily.

Finally he asked the servant who had eaten his food for his opinion of the meal.

The servant was full of praise, but it was unclear whether he was praising the food itself or because he thought it was the meal that the Third Young Master had eaten.

After all, the Third Young Master coveted these servants as much as the goblins coveted Tang Monk, and even his saliva was probably considered a delicacy.

Zhang Chunliang was washing dishes while complaining in his heart.

He suddenly had an idea. If he put up a sign next to his food at the dinner that day, saying "The Third Young Master's leftovers", he might get unanimous praise.

The more he thought about it, the more disgusted he felt. Zhang Chunliang shook his head calmly.

Could it be that I have been driven crazy by the Third Young Master because I have been with him for too long?

At this moment, the silent game house system prompt sound in his mind suddenly rang.

【warn!warn!

Side Quest 0: Rescue the servants in the courtyard from the Third Young Master (76/)

Completion progress: 0%

Nine people have died so far.

This is a mandatory task. If you fail to rescue one person, 10 life points will be deducted (10/100)]

Zhang Chunliang failed to hold the plate firmly and it fell to the ground.

His eyes went dark and he felt his body suddenly extremely weak, as if all his life force had been drained away in an instant.

Cold sweat broke out instantly, and he leaned against the wall in despair, waiting for the next prompt sound.

After a long time, there was no sound in his head.

As if he had been reborn from a desperate situation, he suddenly could not support his body and collapsed to the ground, gasping for breath violently.