Non-Human Seeking Re-employment

Wu Jia stepped back backwards: "Look."

Zhou Wenyan raised his jaw slightly, and saw the housekeeper standing at the gate.

After a period of digestion, the housekeeper probably accepted that the six virgins who came this time were all men, and calmly called out "Miss".

"The evening banquet will start soon. There are exquisite costumes prepared by the ladies in the room. Please change and go to the banquet with the servants."

After finishing speaking, the housekeeper bowed respectfully and strode away.

Wu Jia: "Ready clothes?"

He cast his eyes on the skirts on the soft bed.

Everyone in the room looked over.

The eyes gathered together, as if they wanted to burn the skirt clean.

Wu Jia murmured: "Isn't it?"

He has no transvestism.

But in the dungeon, if you don't obey the NPC's words, you may get death.

After Wu Jia was in despair, he remembered something again: not only he wanted to wear it, everyone must wear it, especially...

He quietly swept past Zhou Wenyan.

Zhou Wenyan raised his eyes lightly: "What are you looking at me for? Get out of here."

Wu Jia hurried back to his room.

Because he was afraid that if he stayed longer, he would not be able to help but laugh out loud.

Shen Dongqing sat down on the bed, picked up the skirt and threw it aside.

The skirt landed on the carpet with a dull thud.

Zhou Wenyan bent down and picked up the skirt, shaking it in his hand.

This dress is delicate and elegant, with layers of lace piled on the skirt, which is very gorgeous.

Zhou Wenyan compared it from a distance, and he felt that it was quite suitable.

Shen Dongqing was originally slender, if she wore it on her body, she would definitely reveal a section of her white skin behind her, without any sense of disobedience.

Shen Dongqing rolled her eyes: "No."

Zhou Wenyan put down the clothes in his hands: "Then don't wear them."

It just so happened that he didn't want to wear it either.

Zhou Wenyan pushed open the door and walked out.

A servant stood at the door. When he saw that the two guests hadn't changed into the prepared clothes, he didn't say anything. He just lowered his head and led them to the long corridor.

On the contrary, Wu Jia expressed doubts: "Why don't you wear them?"

He was wearing a gorgeous skirt, because he was not used to it, and he was wearing a pair of jeans under the skirt, which looked weird.

Zhou Wenyan glanced at him.

Wu Jia only felt that all his little thoughts had been overlooked, so he laughed dryly and explained: "After all, it's a dungeon with A-level difficulty, so it's better to be careful..."

Zhou Wenyan: "You can wear it, but it's not necessary."

Servants lead the way.

Seen from behind, his walking posture was very stiff, and the hand hanging beside him was even covered with bruises, like... corpse spots.

The castle is huge.

After walking for more than ten minutes, the group finally came to the hall where the dinner party was held.

A luxurious crystal chandelier hangs in the center of the hall.

There is a long table below, the scarlet velvet tablecloth has fallen, and delicate knives and forks and fresh and delicate roses are placed in front of each seat.

The only thing that is not good is the three guests sitting at the table, especially the "Miss" with a beard.

It can be seen that the muscular man with a beard has tried his best to stuff himself inside this skirt, but his muscles are bulging, as if he can burst into shape in the next second.

Shen Dongqing was facing this bearded man, sitting on a chair, laughing non-stop.

Zhou Wenyan couldn't help laughing too.

The bearded man stared at him: "What are you laughing at?"

Shen Dongqing restrained her expression and sat upright: "It's actually pretty pretty."

The host of the dinner was the Earl of Carlisle. He was not there yet, leaving time for a group of players to communicate.

The bald middle-aged man was the first to speak: "The customs clearance prompt is to kill the Earl of Carlisle or survive the Harvest Festival, then this Earl of Carlisle must not be a human being. Looking at the western background of this world, he may be a vampire, a demon or something like that."

None of the players present were novice players who didn't know anything, so they opened their mouths and began to analyze.

The plaid shirt nerd picked up the knife and fork on the table and tapped on the table: "The knife and fork are not made of pure silver."

Bald middle-aged man: "That's very likely to be a vampire."

The bearded man asked the most important question: "Have you ever experienced the world with a Western background?"

The others fell silent for a moment.

Most of the infinite nightmare games are in the world where ghosts are rampant, and most of the backgrounds are in the east. No one would think that there will be western ghosts.

So here comes the question, are the oriental charms and mahogany trees useful to the western ghosts?

The bearded man looked at the three people who hadn't spoken all this time: "What did you find?"

"No." Zhou Wenyan leaned lazily on the back of the chair, and said casually, "However, kill him once and you'll know."

No matter what kind of creature this Earl of Carlisle is, as long as he dies once, he will know.

Simple and crude, but effective.

The bearded man sneered: "It's simple, who will try it?"

No one wants to be a guinea pig.

Ding--

At this moment, a bell rang outside the door.

The servants came in pushing the dining cart and put the plates on the table one by one.

The housekeeper stood at the end of the line, apologetic: "The count is unwell and cannot attend tonight's banquet. Please invite the six ladies to have dinner first. The count will hold another banquet on another day to entertain you all."

After finishing speaking, the servant bent over and retreated.

The door closed again.

Only a group of players are left sitting in the lobby.

The bearded man cursed: "This is too fragrant."

The food that came out looked delicious.

The steak is grilled just right, and the sauce on top exudes the aroma of black pepper; a whole turkey is lying on the plate, and it looks extra shiny under the light...

But no one dared to do it.

Before the situation is figured out, anything here can kill people.

Shen Dongqing didn't have this worry.

After the end of the last dungeon, not only did he not get new points, but he also deducted a lot of points. He didn't change anything. Now that he saw the table full of delicious food, he couldn't help it, so he picked up the knife and fork and ate it.

Also eat with relish.

The bearded man swallowed the saliva he secreted, and couldn't help but say, "Aren't you afraid of something strange?"

In previous dungeons, it was not uncommon to face a feast of human flesh buns.

The movements of Shen Dongqing's hands paused, and she slowed down her chewing speed. After she swallowed it, she thought about it seriously, and said, "It's not human flesh."

He put a piece of steak on Zhou Wenyan's plate, and shared the food with him: "It's delicious."

Zhou Wenyan took a bite and commented, "It's not bad."

His tone sounded like he was dining in a restaurant, not in a world dying at any moment.

When the others heard what he said, they were immediately relieved, and started to do it one after another.

But halfway through the meal, the plaid shirt otaku suddenly whispered, "Why does he know it's not human flesh?"

other people:……

Wait, think about it carefully, okay?

The author has something to say: the latest update seems to be a little less...

It’s just that I feel that I can’t write well, and I want to write better. I squeeze it slowly every day like squeezing toothpaste. I often write until eleven or twelve o’clock in the evening, but I’m always dissatisfied.

I hope it will be smoother next time, write more QAQ

There will be a new chapter today!