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You were mysterious, took out the spicy strips you had hidden in your pocket, and handed it to Brother Hei.

"One?"

You whisper it like you're passing a joint in a dark alley.

Brother Hei: "..."

Brother Hei was expressionless, but he still took the spicy strips.

"Wow! It's still there, give it to me!" Changmao stretched out his sinful hand, and you knocked it off.

Yan Li: "Didn't you eat enough yesterday! Keep your voice down!"

Hearing this, you look around and find that no matter whether it is glasses or a strong man, they are all looking at you with crazy eyes.

You calmly continue to eat spicy strips.

The butler looked at you with burning eyes.

"Guest, do you have any dissatisfaction with the meal?"

You looked at him with innocent eyes: "It's like this, I'm actually from Sichuan, and I feel uncomfortable if I don't eat spicy food every meal."

"Besides, you didn't say you can't take out other things to eat, did you? I just want to eat potato pancakes with spicy sticks, can't I?"

The butler's expression instantly became resentful, and soon returned to a dull expression.

"...Of course there is no problem, I'm sorry."

Sure enough, like the last level, there are gaps in the "rules", you think.

People look at you differently, from looking crazy to being indescribable.

You don't care what they think, just keep eating spicy strips.

And the others, under the silent pressure of the housekeeper and the maid, picked up the food and started eating.

Some drink tea, some pick up hash browns, and some eat poached eggs.You thought about it, ate a poached egg, and followed the standard manners taught by the maid.

As promised, no one touches the bacon.Last night, the girl who emitted a strange stench, and the unknown member of the spectacle group probably told her companions about the corpse being dragged into the kitchen.

"Hey, why doesn't everyone eat bacon?"

A sweet voice sounded, and Mary blinked her round blue eyes and looked at everyone.

"Bacon is delicious! Mary likes bacon best."

Mary smiled and distributed the bacon to those around her.

"Mom said, there's a war outside, it's scary, let's not go out. It's safe in the mansion, and there's plenty to eat, but don't waste food!"

On Mary's left, there is a girl with a strange smell named He Rou, who still maintains a soft expression to express her gratitude.The man on the right has a distorted expression. You recognize him as the person who followed Guan Qiang and then the glasses.

When the seat was assigned, he was pushed next to Mary.

You recall what brother Hei said: "You can't expect good luck here, and you can't rely on anyone."

He Rou smiled, and elegantly ate the bacon.

And the man looked around desperately, no one helped him, only the maid stared coldly.

Glasses looked at him with interest.

Mary tilts her head. "Don't you eat it? Mary will be very sad if you don't eat it."

The housekeeper said: Don't make the master unhappy.

The man trembled and made a sudden movement, trying to pile the dinner plates to the next door, but the other side quickly pushed them back.

The man closed his eyes, slammed the dinner plate fiercely, and rushed out!

One of the maids grabbed him by the collar, while the other caught the plate, keeping nothing out of the way.

"You can't waste food." Mary pouted dissatisfied.

The man's eyes were wide open, and his expression was like that of a ghost.He struggled and yelled, cursing everyone with the most vicious words, but he was forced to stuff him with food.

You froze as you watched the scene.

It wasn't until all the food was swallowed that his eyes were red and he returned to his seat in a daze.

The dining table fell silent again.

Mary turned her head from side to side curiously: "There are still a lot left, no one wants to eat? Then Mary will eat it?"

The maid complied and put the plate full of bacon in front of the girl.

You see everyone breath a sigh of relief.

You can:

A prevents her from eating

B continue to eat breakfast

C eat bacon with her

D asked her if she wanted spicy strips