People are knives, I am fish, what a famous saying, Chi Er has eaten fish and meat for nearly 30 years, never thought that he would be reduced to fish one day.

This kind of feeling is really not very good. I can't help but lie on the chopping board and wait for the moment when the kitchen knife falls.

Chi Er quickly searched around, and found that he and Fei were still wearing the robes they changed earlier, but the backpacks, props and even shoes were gone, and the two of them didn't have proper beds, and sat on a mat on the ground.

He couldn't help but be disappointed, the shoes were gone, no matter how he ran, the props were gone, no matter what, he couldn't deal with so many people with a pair of fists, it seemed that Walker had learned his lesson.

Fei sighed: "It's a pity that I was so excited when I first entered this ancient castle. It turns out that I was sent to die."

Chi Er was worrying, and was suddenly amused by Fei's self-mockery, and almost laughed out loud, but after thinking about it, the words were rough and reasonable, and they were indeed going to die. No, the pile of things that Sophie and Martin brought were all Like the shining blades, they probably won't die so well.

As always, Martin bowed to the two of them politely before saying, "Sir, come over soon, please wait a moment."

Sophie then asked, "Are you two hungry?"

Chi Er slowly made a question mark: "Hungry, can you eat?"

"Of course." Sophie smiled without showing her teeth, and she looked a little shy under the light, "Mr. said that it is easy to operate when you are full. Let the two of you eat more, I am afraid that the two of you will not be able to bear it if it is too long."

"..." Chi Er is not a hysterical person. Although he doesn't want to die very much, in the current scene, resistance is basically useless. It's better to wait for Walker to come over and find a suitable opportunity to control the master, and the rest will be easier to handle.

But these words sounded too much like feeding the pig before slaughtering, in order to have more oil after slaughtering, a chill came up suddenly, and Chi Er couldn't help shivering.

Fei snorted: "Can I order food?"

Chi Er: "?"

Sophie smiled: "Of course, sir said to try to meet the two requirements."

Fuck, Walker is really down to earth, and Chi Er wonders whether he has been so perverted or has other reasons. After all, the blood on their bodies is just ordinary blood, which is neither sweet nor nutritious.

He glanced at Martin, who was roasting various props in the tray on the candle flame, and felt more and more that they were like fish that were about to die, and they were still dying.

Thinking of this, he suddenly wondered, if Walker drank blood, what would Pusser and Casey do for a living?Aren't the three generations of a family the same?Or was the gene mutated here in Walker?

He continued to stare at Martin, and secretly stared at Sophie. These two are also extremely fair, even worse than Walker, could it be...

Sophie was waiting for Fei to order, when she suddenly saw Chi Er shaking violently, thinking that he had some orders, she looked over curiously: "Do you have anything to eat?"

"..." Chi Er crossed his arms to suppress the goosebumps that popped up, "Whatever."

Fei was still muttering about what to eat, and Chi Er couldn't bear it any longer. When he thought that all the unexpected characters of the players in this castle were vampires, his hairs stood on end.

When Fei finished ordering, Martin also baked all kinds of tools, and left with Sophie.

Fei Fei hurriedly went to Chi Er's side: "Sophie said they are vegetarian here, no meat, I ordered fruit and salad."

Chi Er said to him speechlessly: "You are really in the mood."

"No, Brother Chi." Fei eagerly explained his intentions, "Don't you find it strange?"

Chi Er didn't understand.

"That's right, I deliberately asked Walker what he usually eats, and the names Sophie reported were all vegetables and fruits, many of which I have never heard of." Fei licked his cheeks, "Walker is obviously a vampire, why is he a vegetarian?"

Chi Er immediately understood that bloodthirsty usually appears together with words such as cruelty, viciousness, and cold-bloodedness, while Walker likes to be a vegetarian, and the behavior that can't be matched with eight poles is really against harmony.

But: "Not necessarily, it is said that Hittler does not smoke or drink."

Fei Fei: "...It seems to make sense." Maybe Walker likes the combination of human blood and vegetarian food, and there is no direct connection between the two.

The door was pushed open again, and Sophie pushed the dining car into it: "Mr. is busy, come over in about a quarter of an hour. It's not convenient for the two of you to go to the restaurant, so let's have dinner here."

Chi Er glanced at his watch, there was still an hour and 10 minutes before the end of this level.

There was a wooden table and two chairs in the room that I didn’t know when they moved in. Sophie arranged the dinner plates one by one, and took a bottle of red wine to match. After leaving a sentence of "please use it slowly", she dragged the dining car away , the room fell into silence again.

Chi Er's heart beat slowly and rapidly, and his head was spinning rapidly thinking about countermeasures.

If Walker succeeds, they should be out early; conversely, assuming they succeed, there is still time and possibility to fight for customs clearance.

Until the end, Chi Er didn't want to give up, even if it seemed that there was no way out.

Fei sat there cross-legged and didn't move until he found Chi Er got up and walked towards the wooden table. He looked like he was about to eat. He was shocked: "Are you really planning to eat?"

"Didn't you order it?"

"But I just want to delay the time and inquire about some news." Fei was at a loss, but he also got up, "Do you dare to eat?"

Chi Er glanced at him with a half-smile: "What if this is a test? For example, someone is actually watching us in the dark, trying to make sure that we really ate these things."

Sitting down, pouring wine, holding the knife and fork, all in one go, as if they just went to a western restaurant to have a meal together, and friends to have a drink.

Fei had no choice but to follow suit, but: "Are you really not afraid?"

"It's already like this, it doesn't matter if you're afraid or not." Chi Er sighed, took a mouthful of the salad first, smacked the taste and nodded, "It tastes good."

Chi Er likes food. He has tried food from all countries, but he likes Chinese food the most. He doesn’t eat much Western food. He used to travel abroad for a long time and couldn’t bear to find a Chinese restaurant. His taste has not changed for many years. It has nothing to do Good or bad, pure love does not come.

What Sophie brought were two salads and one fruit. Chier couldn't tell what the ingredients were, but they tasted really good. The salad dressing was especially special, with a dry aroma, and it didn't hurt to eat it. Tired, Chi Er quickly finished his game, and the watch showed that only 5 minutes had passed.

He pretended to scan the room unintentionally, and his voice was extremely low: "After he comes over, you are responsible for distracting him."

Fei looked at him in amazement holding the fork, and quickly nodded in understanding.

Chi Er hasn't given up yet.

The tray at one corner of the table is full of tools, most of which are knives, all kinds of knives, tweezers, hooks and other messes, which have been roasted by Martin on the fire before, and they seem to be sharper, waiting to be used coldly.

Chi Er began to close his eyes and meditate.

A few minutes later, Walker in a white coat came out: "Have you two eaten? You can start."

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