[Comprehensive British and American] Welcome to Arkham's Infinite Journey

first night 04

Hearing the word "hell", Hannibal's heart skipped a beat.

Looking at others again, although their expressions are different, they are extremely calm.

Only Sephiroth sat there with his face unchanged, looking into the eyes of the bald man, as if he was the master of this place.

A moment passed, but before the expected reaction, the bald man raised his eyebrows in surprise, and Fang curled his lips and closed his eyes.

"It's really admirable for you all to remain calm."

Hannibal: "..."

There is no surprise here, it is obvious that it has been guessed for a long time, and was influenced by Sephiroth.

The bald man took out a small notebook from his pocket and opened it, unhurriedly, "Let's take a look."

His fingertips slid across the small book, ten lines at a glance.

"There should be 13 people in this newcomer trial. It is a pity that four people have died in the preparation stage. In addition..."

The bald man put away his notebook, and his eyes fell on Sephiroth and Hannibal, "There are two more special guests."

Behind the bald man, an idle waiter suddenly left the line and walked towards Sephiroth.

The originally quiet players suddenly became nervous, and the black woman stepped forward to block the waiter with an excited expression.

"No matter what you want to do, you can't!"

The bald man watched with thoughtful eyes.

In reality, she is just an ordinary woman. At this moment, she doesn't know where the courage comes from.

The waiter paused, and when he stepped up again, he had already passed the woman's eyes and appeared in front of Sephiroth.

"Sir, you made a foul."

The waiter raised his hands and grabbed Sephiroth's neck. The white gloves on his hands were particularly conspicuous.

It seems that there is a kind of magic power. At this moment, everyone's eyes are attracted by these hands.

But in the next instant.

The waiter who stretched out his hand grunted, knelt on the ground with one knee, and pierced his chest with an extremely long sword.

The waiter's pupils were dilated, his neck was crooked, and he died instantly.

Hannibal was sweating coldly.

Sephiroth had been hanging the sword around his waist all this time, and he didn't realize it until it was unsheathed.

His eyes quickly swept over the people present.

I found that not only myself, everyone had the same look of surprise on their faces, everyone was like this.

As if under some kind of magic, subconsciously ignored its existence.

This sword is a bit strange.

The length is astonishing, the width of the blade is only three centimeters, and the thickness is no more than a millimeter. It looks like a silver line from a distance.

Sephiroth, holding the knife with one hand, easily picked up the corpse of the waiter who was strung on the knife into the air.

Then he looked at the waiter's body, which turned into ashes little by little under the light, fell into the midair and disappeared.

"As expected."

Those who suddenly appeared were not human at all.

Sephiroth brushed the blade with his fingertips, turned the tip of the real knife, and pointed at the bald man.

The sharp air of the blade reached the center of his eyebrows, and the bald man lost his composure for a moment, and couldn't help but take a step back.

After a short period of panic, the bald man had a much more kind smile on his face.

Before Sephiroth could speak, he said, "We welcome all guests. It's just... if you stay, you have to abide by the rules of the game. This is something I can't control."

Sephiroth retracted the authentic knife to his waist, and the bald man's face became more and more kind, and he quickly found his own rhythm.

He clapped his hands and said: "In terms that humans can understand, I am the NPC of your novice trial level, and you can call me Jack."

A very common name.

A player asked.

"Are there many NPCs like you?"

Jack's words were brief and his expression mysterious: "Not necessarily."

"This is the novice trial level, does it mean that there will be other levels later?"

"These questions, as long as you can pass this level alive, you will naturally get the answer."

Jack raised his hand and glanced at his watch, "It's almost time, let me explain to you, the rule of this level is... There are no rules!"

Most players don't know why, but players who often spend time online and love games have frowned.

"You can do anything here, yes, anything." Jack emphasized, "The only condition for customs clearance is to survive for seven days."

"Survival mission..." the young player murmured, his face paled.

Others couldn't help asking him, "Why do you look so bad? Do you know what?"

Sephiroth also set his sights on him.

The young player is a senior otaku who likes all kinds of horror games. He accepts the rules of this type of game well and has his own set of views.

Under Sephiroth's gaze, he calmed down his uneasiness and explained: "Among all games, survival games have great uncertainty and danger. If players are not careful, they will die easily, which is a test for the players themselves. comprehensive strength."

"Oh~ don't be nervous." Jack answered, "You are overthinking, sir, this is just a trial level for newcomers, and the danger is very small."

Jack raised his right hand and signaled everyone to look at the many waiters behind him, "Not only that, but here will also provide you with the food and drinks you need to survive for seven days, and you can eat as much as you want."

Hearing this, everyone thought they were on vacation.

For this development of the matter, even Sephiroth had a three-point interest and did not stop it.

Hannibal, who came here with Sephiroth, would not say anything.

Hannibal was not a generous man.

On the contrary, after getting his teeth knocked out by Sephiroth, Hannibal thought over and over in his heart, if given the chance, he must make Sephiroth the most perfect work in his life and eat it in his stomach at last.

Although Hannibal is a perverted ogre, he would choose to eat rudely raw when he was hungry.

But when conditions permit, or when "ingredients are rare", Hannibal will choose a more "artistic" way of eating.

Not to mention Bach's "Goldberg Variations".

Yes, although he didn't say it, Hannibal has always buried this thought in his heart.

Now he finds that it is almost impossible for him to bring down Sephiroth, and the current situation is getting weirder.

After thinking about it and following his intuition, Hannibal decided to temporarily change his strategy.

Dean Sephiroth seems to know a lot of things, coupled with his own strength, he is an excellent thigh candidate.

And now he's going to hug this thigh.

When Jack asked everyone: "Sirs and ladies, do you want to eat now?" Hannibal had already walked to Sephiroth's side, and the gentleman smiled, "Is Dean Sephiroth hungry?"

Sephiroth lowered his eyes, "Are you going to cook yourself?"

Hannibal couldn't help it, "I'll do it, do you dare to eat it?"

"speak politely."

The provocative Hannibal still smiled gentlemanly and decently, but he did not hesitate in his words.

"It's all very common food, as long as you want, it will serve you anytime and anywhere."

On the other side, the waiters behind Jack had already moved.

They showed great professionalism.

Move quickly and methodically to bring the food in the dining car to the table, including knives and forks, dinner plates, tablecloths, red wine glasses, etc.

The cloth waiter was already in place and began to place food on the plate.

After so long, everyone was really hungry.

At first, I could bear it without mentioning it, but now I smell the aroma of food, and the feeling of hunger surges.

But after seeing the food that was put out, many people frowned.

Almost all of them were meat, and the table was bloodshot and bright red.

Huge roasted whole lamb, neatly arranged whole rabbits, some blackened smoked sausages, the internal organs and brains of unknown animals.

The black bull's head leaned on the dinner plate and "looked up at the starry sky", and the big bull's eyes were full of lifelessness.

There are also many "mountain and sea delicacies" that ordinary people rarely see on the dining table.

Plate after plate, these foods crowded the entire table, as well as tomato juice and wine as thick as blood.

Under the influence of different eating habits, religious beliefs, personal likes and dislikes and other factors, everyone has different ideas about the food on this table.

Some people frowned, and some loved it.

It's just that no one came forward for a while.

Jack looked at everyone strangely, and made an invitation gesture: "Please enjoy."

After a moment of silence, a black-haired girl opened her mouth, and said with some embarrassment: "Excuse me... can I borrow your kitchen? Just give me some ordinary ingredients. My craftsmanship is not bad, you can Cook some home-cooked meals for everyone."

Jack said regretfully: "Sorry, you can't use our kitchen."

He pointed to the direction of the aisle, "No player can leave here."

There are only aisles and stairs outside the door, which is something everyone already knows.

The appearance of these waiters was extremely sudden, and everyone didn't ask, and they were quite confused.

However, after knowing that these people are all NPCs, everyone accepted this setting.

"But...but..." The black-haired girl was troubled, "But the whole world knows that it is wrong to eat wild animals."

There are many delicacies on this table, all of which can only be seen in "Animal World" on TV.

The calm, elegant and professional-looking Jack froze, "...Really?"

All players followed suit.

"Yes!"

"It's wrong to eat wild animals!"

"Now the whole world does not advocate eating wild animals, don't you know?"

"Don't you know what happened at the beginning of this year?"

"...So the news in this infinite world is so backward?"

"Don't dare to eat it! You can't eat it either!"

"Hey! This year is really full of disasters, how many people died in the whole world!"

Jack, who was behind the news: "...???" What are these players talking about?

Why doesn't everyone eat these things?

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Jack wouldn't have believed that one day human beings would work so hard together just to stop eating wild animals?

Looking at these unbearable players, Sephiroth smiled.

"Yes, we don't eat wild animals."

When Sephiroth opened his mouth, the players became more confident and refused in unison.

"We don't eat wild animals!"

Jack with question marks all over his head: "..." What the hell is going on? ? ?