I play the horror world as a development game

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Outside the window, the sky was getting darker.

Bei Zimu and several other players were sweating profusely, and basically finished their dinner.

The work aprons on them are brand new, and they are also extremely dirty at the moment.

Qin Nuo opened the cabinet at the end, took out three sets of overalls, and put them on for Lan Yan and Fang Ye respectively.

Lan Yan went to the ice cream ghost again, begged some ice cream from it, and tried to save her dinner.

Qin Nuo ignored him and returned to the dining table.

The smell of barbecue filled the air, and the steak of the National People's Congress was covered at this moment, sealing the aroma.

Qin Nuo wanted to open it to have a look, but the meat ghost said, "Open it now, and the smell will go away."

"Can't you worry about it?" Qin Nuo asked.

"You don't know what to do, do you?"

Hearing this, the meat ghost's body swelled up again, spouting scarlet gas, as if his dignity was hurt: "I am upright, there is no need to engage in such dirty tricks!"

Qin Nuo smiled and said, "I'm just joking, don't take it seriously."

"This is your reward."

He was not stingy either, he grandly took out three pieces of Tai Sui meat and threw them to the meat ghost.

When the meat ghost saw it, his eyes straightened instantly, and the side that had been pretending to be reserved, collapsed immediately, holding the three pieces of Tai Sui meat with love.

"Brother, I'm also a person of integrity." Qin Nuo took the opportunity to speak out. He felt that he would continue to stay in this carriage. He must ask this little devil for help. First, establish a good relationship. Harmful.

"Well, yes, you are a friend worthy of deep friendship."

The meat ghost swallowed a piece and gave a thumbs up. The smile on his face was about to overflow.

"The points are coming up soon, you can hand in the plate, I'll go back to sleep first." The meat ghost said, looking at the sky outside the window.

"Brother, can you continue to help out?" Qin Nuo asked directly.

The meat ghost licked his tongue and asked, "Do you have any more?"

"It must be there. You can't let my brother do business at a loss, right?" Qin Nuo tried to keep his tone as low as possible, so that the other party could listen comfortably.

"It's easy to talk, come on if you have something to do, I'll take care of it!" After the meat ghost finished speaking, he got back under the dining table. When Qin Nuo squatted down, the other party had disappeared.

The strange thing is that when the night falls, the pieces of meat steaks placed on the table and exposed to the air will rot at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Qin Nuo took all these under his eyes, then glanced at the large plate on the dining table, and muttered: "The lid must not be opened until the meal is served."

At this moment, the bell on the wall rang.

It's dinner time.

Of course, not their dinner.

There was a piece of music lingering in the gradually dim car. Qin Nuo had heard it in class before. It was a nursery rhyme that many people remembered.

The biscuit man appeared again and said, "Everyone, it's time, I believe the dinner in your hands has been finished."

"It should be a great honor for you to make dinner for the master. Of course, if you can get the approval of the master, it should be the most proud thing in your life."

Hearing this, Qin Nuo waited for the player who had just entered this carriage to have a strange expression.

Lan Yan couldn't help muttering: "This is the most authentic dog licking!"

"There is no need to say more, where is your master?"

Bei Zimu asked.

The biscuit man took a few steps back and got out of the way.

I saw a light turned on in the other compartment, and under the light, the screen wall that blocked it became transparent little by little.

The complexions of Qin Nuo and the others changed slightly.

Looking at it with their eyes, they could see a huge shadow appearing behind the screen.

It's like a pyramid, with layers of fat superimposed, and the top head, because of the fat and exaggerated body, becomes so small.

Just a shadow made Qin Nuo and others imagine an exaggerated figure.

"This is really a super heavyweight..." Lan Yan swallowed, looking at the little giant-like shadow, an inexplicable sense of oppression grew in her heart.

Qin Nuo couldn't help rubbing between his eyebrows. He thought about getting fat, but he didn't expect to be so fat.

On the other hand, Li Shizhen had three of them, with a calm face, obviously they had already seen each other.

At this time, a muffled sound suddenly sounded in the carriage, even the floor trembled slightly, and the cream on the wall fell off in bursts.

The huge shadow spoke: "My dinner, are you ready?"

===Chapter 296 The so-called punishment of bad food===

A long voice echoed in the car.

The black figure seemed to have changed its posture, and under the projection of the screen, the layers of fat were constantly shaking.

"It's ready, just waiting for the master to taste it."

The biscuit man spoke respectfully.

"Then come one after another, I'm starving!"

Li Shizhen pushed a dining car forward, and said, "I'll come first, I hope tonight's dinner will satisfy you."

He let go of his hands, and the dining car slid up by itself and stopped under the screen.

Immediately afterwards, a plump hand stretched out from behind the screen, lifted the lid, and grabbed a large cream cake. A large amount of cream dripped down between the fingers, and the hand retracted behind the screen.

The sound of chewing was clearly heard by everyone.

Li Shizhen was also chewing a piece of gum. After staring at the screen, he appeared calm, but the sweat dripped from his forehead, revealing his true heart.

After a while, the huge black shadow spoke: "It's a little lighter, but it's not bad."

"middle."

Hearing Zhong's comment, Li Shizhen's face neither showed joy nor displeasure, but shook his head helplessly.

Then there was Dorothy's, who pushed her dining car up.

It is also a large cream cake, but the material is replaced with dark chocolate.

She stood there in a maid outfit, rubbing two table knives in her hands, and looked at the hand that grabbed the cream cake with a cold face.

After a while, I also got my own evaluation.

It was a voice full of surprise: "Oh, this taste is quite good!"

These words undoubtedly moved Dorothy's pretty face, but then her pretty face sank again.

"I hope you can make such delicious food tomorrow. I enjoy this taste very much, but it is a little less."

After saying that, there was a licking sound behind him, as if the cream on the palm had been licked clean.

Dorothy's pretty face became more and more gloomy, and she asked, "Since I'm satisfied, why should I stay?"

"That black gold card, I'm still not eligible for it?"

A faint voice came out: "It's just delicious, but it's far from my satisfaction."

Li Shizhen frowned, and said, "The three of us have cooked dinner for you for three days, but none of them met your satisfaction."

"We have tried all the materials that can be tried."

"Forgive us, but we really can't guess your satisfactory taste."

"That's your business. As I said, the answer lies in this carriage. If you can't cook the satisfying food I want, you will stay here forever."

"Next one, I haven't had an appetite yet!"

As it said, it stretched out its hand to grab the next dining car.

Qin Nuo looked at that arm, it wasn't rough, it looked no older than 40 years old.

Looking at the black faces of the three of Dorothy, he couldn't help thinking, what is the satisfying food this glutton wants to eat?

In this case, the Analytical Eye is a good thing, but the Gluttonous Ghost hides behind the screen with only one hand exposed, so he can't trigger it at all.

Time is ticking by.

One after another, the dining carts were pushed up, the sound of devouring was endless, and the fat black shadow behind the screen was eating.

Until a piece of black mousse cake was picked up, after shrinking the screen, there was a sound of spitting.

"Unpalatable, disgusting ingredients, mixed together, like garbage in a stinky gutter!"

"How dare you send this kind of rubbish to me for dinner? My mouth, my throat, and even my stomach are all filthy because of this disgusting food."

"Who made this food?"

The angry voice echoed in the carriage, the sound waves were so strong that the dining car was backed up.

The eardrums of the players were even faintly tingling.

A player's face was a little pale, and he said, "This dessert is a specialty of my hometown. When I taste it for the first time, my arm may feel a little uncomfortable, but after a few more bites, you will feel endless aftertaste!"

"If you don't get the first bite, your food is doomed."

"You are not only wasting my material costs, but also insulting the dignity of these foods!"

The man's face was ugly, and he faintly felt that something was wrong.

A stream of light burst out and landed on him.

Immediately afterwards, everyone saw half of his body softening little by little.

The skin became as soft as flour, split apart densely, and turned into smooth noodles at a speed visible to the naked eye.

He supported the cheese wall on one side with one hand, looked at the right hand and right foot that had turned into noodles, and his face was twitching crazily: "What did you do to me?"

"You still have one chance left, and the next meal will still be such disgusting food, then you will be my food!"

"Is this punishment?"

Qin Nuo watched and muttered to himself.

He had roughly guessed a long time ago that Li Shizhen's bare feet were turned into biscuits.

Bad food will turn him into food a little bit, and eventually become the food in the belly of the devouring ghost.

Lan Yan's complexion suddenly became very bad.

"Then I... am I finished too?"

Fang Ye said calmly: "Don't be nervous, maybe his taste is really different from what Phantom said?"

While talking, it was Lan Yan's turn to have dinner.

After it was caught in the screen cloth...

Lan Yan held her breath and got the result soon.

"Whose food is this? With dried excrement, are you insulting me?"

"poor!"

It spoke impatiently.

Lan Yan was speechless.

It's dinner, and the other party doesn't even have the thought of eating it!

The biscuit man at the side suddenly drew out the long biscuit sword, quickly went to Lan Yan's side, and slashed the latter's shoulder with his sword.

The arm was not cut off, and the biscuit sword was taken back.

Then, both Qin Nuo and Fang Ye saw that Lan Yan's right hand melted little by little, covered with white substance, and turned into a lump...

Fang Ye brought his nose closer and sniffed, "It smells like sugar glutinous rice cakes, no, it seems to be glutinous rice cakes."

Qin Nuo even made a murderous operation, dipped a piece of it with his finger, put it in his mouth, and nodded: "And the taste is not bad."

"What the hell, I lost one ear, and my hand has become like this, this game is really unplayable!" Lan Yan raised his right hand, and it fell down as if melting, with the intention of committing suicide.

"At least you are just an arm, that brother, half of your body has turned into noodles." Qin Nuo comforted.

Over there, the gluttonous ghost is still eating.