I play the horror world as a development game

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In the middle of his speech, he glanced at the clock on the wall and said with a smile: "Forget it, it's useless to talk too much, and you will understand slowly."

"I don't even want to think about asking the other two. They are weird and difficult to get along with. I'm just normal."

"Instead of asking too much, why not hurry up and make tonight's dinner."

After Li Shizhen finished speaking, he left with the iron bucket in his arms

Some players still didn't give up, and asked: "If the food is not satisfactory, what will happen?"

After going through several carriages, they obviously had experience, grasping the key questions and asking them.

"Punishment..."

Li Shizhen thought for a while, and said, "Some of you will experience it for yourself tonight. Now you know, it's not a good thing."

Several people's complexions turned dark, and they all had the urge to hit someone.

It's really more abhorrent than not talking about it!

Qin Nuo, who had been silent all this time, noticed something, patted Fang Ye on the shoulder, and hinted with his finger.

Fang Ye followed the pointer and raised his eyebrows.

They have all seen that under Li Shizhen's apron, the bare feet exposed under the trousers are not the same...

===Chapter 293 Big Mouth of Ingredient Ingredients===

Fang Ye and Qin Nuo noticed Li Shizhen's bare feet. They were not stupid, so they probably guessed something.

"Let's start with the first step, let's find the ingredients."

"No matter what you do, there is always something to hand in."

As Qin Nuo said, he grabbed a piece of butter bread with cheese dripping on the floor, threw it back, and walked towards the display cabinets.

The rest of the players didn't hesitate either, and scattered around.

"The ingredients in the cabinets are inexhaustible, maybe we can build something big." Lan Yan opened those cabinets and said with gestures.

"It's all high-calorie and high-fat food. The so-called master is basically a fat man, and he is a super heavyweight." Fang Ye opened the innermost cabinet, and there were a lot of colorful macarons in it.

"It's dessert again, just looking at it makes my gums hurt..."

Fang Ye murmured.

"The things in the copy are often beyond your expectations, maybe it's a scrawny starving ghost?" Qin Nuo also opened those storage cabinets.

"Maybe we can make the whole super oily cake, anyway, how high-fat it is, how about it?" Lan Yan asked.

"It seems that there is only these things that can be done." Qin Nuo said.

The three of them were about to start a fight when an object slowly appeared from a corner beside them.

A sticky ghost with layers of ice-cream-like liquid flowing from its body. When it saw Qin Nuo and the other three, it looked panic-stricken and turned around to leave.

Lan Yan intercepted it and looked at it carefully: "What the hell is this?"

"I... I'm just a ghost who serves ice cream of your favorite flavor, don't hurt me."

The ice cream ghost looks timid and fearful, its body is ice cream, but its facial features are very clear.

"Any kind of flavor? Have a strawberry flavor." Lan Yan became interested, thinking that this carriage is quite interesting.

The ice cream ghost took out an ice cream cone from his body, blocked his nostril with one hand, and sprayed it hard, and a large amount of pink ice cream sprayed out from the other nostril.

It handed it to Lan Yan and said, "Here, guest, I hope it suits your taste."

"Here, I don't seem to have any appetite for a moment..."

Even so, Lan Yan held it in his hand, took a sip, and then his eyes lit up: "Oh, the taste is not bad!"

"Is there any coconut milk?" Fang Ye asked.

"Yes, please wait a moment."

The ice cream ghost looked very humble, took out another egg roll, and sprayed a puddle of white liquid inside.

"What do you have to do with the head of that carriage?" Qin Nuo asked.

The ice cream ghost quickly waved his hand, very afraid of the train: "I can't mention it, I'm just an ice cream, it gives me vitality, that's all."

"Then you know what it likes to eat?" Qin Nuo asked with a sudden smile.

"This……"

The ice cream ghost's eyes were a bit taboo: "If the guests have nothing to do, we will leave first."

"If you don't tell me, we will cut you in half, or eat you directly." Lan Yan took a table knife.

The ice cream ghost covered his face with his hands, trembling with fright.

The cabinet on the side suddenly opened, and a jelly came out of it, a large jelly ghost.

It glared at the ice cream ghost who was about to cry in fright: "Idiot, how many trash can scare you like this?"

"Jelly, give me some, orange flavor." Lan Yan said, licking his lips.

"What the hell are you?"

"Recognize your identity, three mice!" The jelly ghost sneered, his eyes full of sarcasm.

"Hey, I'm quite irritable. Believe it or not?" Lan Yan also lost her temper.

"You can try it."

"I just thought of a good dinner, and I need jelly as an ingredient, so you are the only one."

Lan Yan's technique was very quick, as she spoke, the knife in her hand was cut out.

The jelly ghost was cut in half on the spot.

The two halves fell to one side and were still rolling, making them appear extremely bombastic.

"I wonder how this jelly tastes?"

Lan Yan licked his lips, Fang Ye and Qin Nuo seemed speechless, this guy wanted to eat anything, no wonder he had that figure in reality.

Qin Nuo's eyes moved, and he suddenly said, "I'm afraid it won't be as you wish."

Lan Yan noticed something, turned her head to look, and saw that the jelly that had been cut in half had directly turned into two jelly ghosts of equal size.

They stared at Qin Nuo, and suddenly said with a sinister smile: "You think I'm food? Do you know how many guys like you I swallowed?"

"You should be quite plump, just be my pastry!"

As it spoke, it suddenly jumped up.

Lan Yan's expression changed, and while she was backing away, she waved the knife in her hand, and the jelly that rushed up was cut continuously.

Big and small pieces of jelly fell to the ground, but weird facial features grew out, and miniature jelly ghosts were born.

"Fuck! Lao Mei, Lao Ye, help me!"

Seeing the dense jelly ghosts rushing towards him, Lan Yan panicked and retreated hastily.

On the side, the ice cream ghost watched, and humbly persuaded the fight: "Don't fight, don't fight, I will continue to buy ice cream for you, there are all kinds of flavors, can you stop fighting?"

Qin Nuo quickly stepped forward, took out a nail gun, absorbed the negative energy of the jelly ghost, and shot out nails one by one.

As a result, these nails were driven into its body and all were eaten.

The dense jelly ghosts said at the same time: "It tastes good, is there any more?"

"This ghost is a bit tricky." Qin Nuo's eyes changed, feeling a bit difficult.

"The ghost in your hand looks good, so I'll eat you first!"

The dense jelly ghosts shifted their targets, and cast unfriendly eyes on Qin Nuo.

They swooped up, with a big mouth torn open on their facial features, their scalps were numb!

Qin Nuo raised his right hand, and with a ghostly aura lingering on it, he swung it out with his backhand.

Under a burst of blood, countless jelly ghosts flew out and splashed on the wall.

"Give you a face?"

A blood eye popped out, and while the blood eye ghost was talking, he patted one of the jelly ghosts the size of a watermelon with his palm.

Under the annihilation of the blood light, the split jelly ghost and the dross were all wiped out.

The rest of the split jelly ghosts saw it, showing a frightened expression, and quickly fused together.

"you!"

It stared at Qin Nuo angrily, but was afraid of the right hand that exuded a fierce ghostly aura.

"I'm sorry, I shot a little brother of yours to death."

"It's all a misunderstanding. We have no malicious intentions. We just want to chat with you. If you were created by your master, you should know a lot about it, right?"

"Do you know what it likes to eat?"

Qin Nuo closed the bloody eyes in his right hand, put his hands in his pockets, and tried his best to show a friendly smile.

"Even if I know, why should I tell you?" The jelly ghost still looked very stubborn.

"Hey, do you really want me to take pictures of you without leaving any scum?" The blood-eyed ghost suddenly became angry.

The ice cream ghost quickly smoothed things over and said, "We really don't know, it created us just to provide food for you!"

What it said made Qin Nuo think for a while.

"For a gluttonous ghost, there should be no favorite food, as long as it satisfies its appetite, maybe it will be fine." Fang Ye said analytically.

"If that's the case, the other three won't be trapped here forever." Qin Nuo said.

Lan Yan put away the table knife, put it aside, glanced at her watch, and said, "Well, I think now is not the time to think about what that glutton likes to eat, but the question of what to eat for him."

"We tossed a few times, and another half an hour passed!"

Qin Nuo also noticed the ancient clock on the wall, while the rest of the people had gathered all the ingredients and started making the dinner they recognized.

The three of them stopped wasting time talking, and moved separately, starting to look for materials and make their own dinner.

As for creamy food, Qin Nuo doesn't know how to make it. Although Qin Yushi has cooked it for him a lot before, eating is not learning. Who remembers this?

He opened the cabinets, but he didn't find any satisfactory ingredients. Instead, he saw a lot of meat on the dining table in one corner.

They were all cut completely, and the meat on the dinner plate, even the blood was still bright red, staining the tablecloth red.

"It seems that the food is not only butter, but it's right to think about it. They are all high-fat and high-calorie foods, and they are also the favorite of fat house ghosts."

Qin Nuo walked in front of the dining table and looked at the beef on the plate. The beef was very fresh, even freshly cut. The nerves on it hadn't died yet, and it was wriggling densely, making his scalp numb.

"I don't know pastries, but I'm good at meat."

Qin Nuo muttered, and wanted to pick up the dinner plate, when a cold light came over him.

Qin Nuo quickly withdrew his hand, a knife and fork pierced through the dining table!

A large human tumor rolled out from under the dining table on one side, holding a knife and fork in both hands, and looked at Qin Nuo fiercely: "That is mine, are you allowed to touch it?"

Qin Nuo was ashamed.

Really any food is perfect!

The power of order is in the train, it really feels like a god, omnipotent.

"I want to take some and make dinner for your master. If there is no dinner, it's hard for you and me to explain, right?"

The meat ghost pointed aside: "Those are yours, these are not for you to touch!"

Qin Nuo glanced over there.

There, flies were flying all over the sky, and the pieces of meat placed on the dinner plate were already hard and white, and also had a sour smell.

Qin Nuo picked up a piece, threw it back on the dinner plate, and said, "Let's not say whether this meat is delicious or not, if I give it back to your master and you have diarrhea, I will be finished!"

"That's your business. If you want this fresh meat, it's not impossible. Give me something of value, and I can measure how much I will give you."

The meat ghost sneered.

Qin Nuo frowned and said, "I don't have anything on me."

"Then I can give you an arm, your flesh looks good!"

The meat ghost said with a smile, obviously he had made up his mind a long time ago.