The "Devil Game" has arrived, randomly pulling people in from all over the world, starting on hell difficulty, and the survival rate is less than 1%.
While others were being chased by female ghosts in the Blood Moon Castle, I took out the cumin and roasted the ghost servants until they were sizzling with oil:
"This resentful spirit was a cook when he was alive? The heat is good, but it lacks a handful of chili noodles."
Audiences across the entire network:? ? ?
My teammate was chased by a suture monster in an abandoned hospital and cried for his father. I picked up the scalpel and performed an autopsy on the spot:
"The thighs are meaty, suitable for charcoal grilling; the tentacles are tender, so sashimi them."
The monster covered his thigh: You are the fucking monster, right? !
Until the SSS-level dungeon [Temple] is opened, the ultimate boss is the "Twisted Buddha Statue" that swallows thousands of gods and Buddhas. Chanting it will make you go crazy.
The top players knelt down and prayed, their spirits on the verge of collapse.
I carried the stone sculpture arm that was broken off from the Boss and set up an oven at the entrance of the temple:
"Buddha meat is golden, charcoal grilled and crispy. Who wants spicy food?"
The teammates were gnawing and crying: "Boss... Is this considered blasphemous?"
I wiped the oil on my lips and said, "Shit, this is called transcendence."
Later, there was a hot post on the thriller forum:
"The madman who always had picnics in the dungeon, marinated the final boss into bacon and hung it on the balcony"
"Who does he want to eat today?" Waiting online, urgent
"Report!" He even wanted to sprinkle some salt and pepper on the system prompts!
And I, Chen Duan, just looked at the game invitation that was refreshed again, weighed the increasingly excited magic knife in my hand, and grinned at the void.
"What will you eat next time?"
