"Damn Duke, damn Reese."
This was the first thing Liu Ruoyu said after being pulled out of the tunnel by Mu Chen and his glasses.
"I brought him out too...I'm so exhausted..." The red-haired woman lay on the ground regardless of her appearance.
Behind her, the man who was locked in the secret room squatted in the secret passage with his face covered.
"I'll do it." Mu Chen looked around and pulled out a dusty blanket from the pile of debris.
He jumped down the secret passage, first tore off a piece of his clothes to cover the man's eyes, and then covered him entirely with a thick blanket.
The man had obviously been in the secret room for many years. His exposed skin was pale and blue, without a trace of blood. The cheekbones on his thin cheeks were raised high, pushing up the thin and fragile skin. The muscles of his limbs were atrophied and horribly thin, like four matchsticks stuck in his body.
But the scariest thing was the scarlet bulges on his neck.
It was a blood line as thick as a thumb, with countless thin and dense branches on it, almost crawling all over the man's neck. But unlike the blood lines emerging from the spine, this blood line is like an enlarged version of human blood vessels, and is also wrapped in a thick layer of translucent tissue.
"If a person who has been in darkness for a long time suddenly sees light, it will cause temporary blindness. Take him to a dark place first." Mu Chen picked up the man who was so thin that he was almost weightless across the blanket.
"Shall we go back now? This person seems to be a fool. He keeps saying help me over and over again. And what did you do? How do you know the direction of the secret room?" Liu Ruoyu turned over and saw through the window that the sky outside had already changed. Slightly bright.
"Wait a minute, I'll have time to explain to you later." Glasses lowered his head and glanced at his watch, "We also put An An Ning Ning and Yan Yan's Nightingale in. It's now five forty-five, we'll wait until six o'clock."< br>
"Okay. But where is this?" Liu Ruoyu found a place to sit and looked around.
This space is so big that it looks like an abandoned warehouse.
"Another warehouse with a key." Glasses looked back at Yunchuan, who was standing with Mu Chen, and lowered his voice. "The nightingale led the way and led us out of this exit. We have time to elaborate."
"Someone is coming."
A sound of footsteps came from the secret passage.
Two bird dumplings swooped out of the secret passage, followed by the voices of sisters An An and Ning Ning.
"I see the exit!"
"Come up." Mu Chen directly pulled the two girls up from the secret passage with one hand at a time.
"Huh..." An An and Ning Ning were quickly pulled aside by their glasses before they could react.
"At five fifty-nine, it's time to ring the bell and prepare to retreat."
"Chirp!" Another silhouette was about to emerge, and the last nightingale flew out and hit Yunchuan's chest like a small cannonball.
"Yanyan." Mu Chen tentatively called to the entrance of the cave.
"I'm here!" Yan Yan's voice came from the secret passage.
"It's too late, only twenty seconds left." Yun Chuan lowered his eyelashes and carelessly fiddled with Nightingale, who was sitting in his palm with its small mouth open.
"There's enough time." Mu Chen interrupted him. The footsteps in the secret passage became louder and louder. Yan Yan had already run to the end of the secret passage, desperately trying to reach Mu Chen's outstretched hand.
When-——When-——
A loud bell rang, the lid of the secret passage disappeared out of thin air, and the narrow exit was instantly sealed with cement.
"Ha..." Mu Chen opened his eyes wide, and the picture in front of him still stayed on Yan Yan's pale and desperate face.
Snap. A severed arm fell to the ground, and the bright red blood instantly soaked the floor.
It's Yanyan's severed arm.
"I told you...it's too late." Yunchuan suppressed a hint of displeasure in his voice and withdrew his hand from Mu Chen's collar.
If he hadn't grabbed Mu Chen just in time, no one knew whose arm was cut off now.
……
"Guests, please take your seats." Reese stood at the luxurious breakfast table with a smile, looking at the players who had changed their clothes and came to dine.
"There is only one missing male guest..." The corners of his raised mouth dropped slightly, and a trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes.
The maids filed in and stood stiffly on both sides of the dining table.
Yun Chuan still sat at his old seat. There was nothing on the brand new tablecloth. It seemed that breakfast this time had not been served yet.
Da da
The sound of the maid's high heels hitting the floor was particularly noticeable in the silent restaurant.
The short-haired maid wore a heavy skirt and walked step by step to the dining table carrying a steamer that was half a person tall.
"Today is a Chinese breakfast. Please try it." Reese clapped his hands respectfully.
The maids on both sides of the dining table walked up to take the steamers one by one and placed them in front of the players.
As the number of steamers decreases, the appearance of the short-haired maid is gradually revealed.
Hong...is Hong who was dragged away by the vines after death.
‘Not good. ’ Yun Chuan lowered his eyelashes, and there was no trace of scar on Hong’s exposed skin.
I hope others don't notice this... He is already scarred after the 'battle' with the grapevine, but Hong's clean skin without any scars can easily arouse players' suspicion.
Fortunately, the players were attacked by breakfast again before they had time to take a closer look. The maid opened the lid of the steamer
"Well..." An An let out a retching sound after just one glance.
There was actually a steamed hand placed in the steamer, a fat and pink hand.
The flesh on the hand was swollen, exuding white neatness. Under the illumination of the light, the meat was as white as gelatin.
There were five players present, and the maids opened the steamer one by one.
Two hands, two feet.
There is only one steamer left.
Hong stood next to Yun Chuan and raised her hand stiffly. One of her arms moved uncontrollably in the air.
Tsk... The corners of the woman's mouth twitched slightly as if she was trying to make an embarrassed expression, but it was obvious that this was a failed expression management.
She had no choice but to stretch out her other hand to catch the erratic arm, but this grip only made her body more out of balance, as if she was suffering from Parkinson's disease.
Snap…
The lid of the steamer was knocked off by Hong's elbow and fell to the ground with a gurgling sound.
"..." The steamed human head was displayed in front of Yunchuan like this.
It was a very fat head, lying on its side on the plate. The bulging pink meat was piled together, with a frightened expression on his face. The eyeballs, which were cloudy due to being steamed, were wide open. The whole head exuded a strange smell of blood and cooked meat.
…Of course they look familiar, because the owner of the head was dining with them at the table just yesterday.
Fortunately, Yunchuan was the boss, so he usually saw many such strange scenes, so he didn't feel much panic.
But that doesn't mean he can accept a human head as his breakfast.
"I won't eat." He turned to look at the butler who was looking at him maliciously. He was already a little unhappy because of Mu Chen. Now that an enemy appears and comes to attack them, don't blame him for venting his anger on them.
Reese was slightly startled. He did not expect that this guest would refuse so bluntly.
"Dear guest, this dish was carefully prepared by our chef all night. If you don't taste it, you will be missing an embarrassing experience, and our chef..." Reese put on a smile. , a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes, "He will be very disappointed..."
"Then tell your chef to get out." Yun Chuan interrupted the butler and raised his voice unceremoniously.
"Um...please wait a moment." Reese was stunned, but still asked the maid to go to the kitchen to invite someone.
"Is this maid new? I've never seen her before." Yun Chuan pointed at the tip of Hong's nose with his finger in an extremely impolite manner.
"Yes, the guest has good eyesight." Reese leaned forward slightly.
Yun Chuan leaned back lazily, tilting his head and looking Hong up and down. "Is this how your Duke teaches your servants? Knock over the guests' tableware when you come up. Don't take it out before the maid has been trained to embarrass yourself! Don't confuse me with those commoners."
"Sorry...guest, this is my poor hospitality." Reese had to bow and apologize. Upon receiving his instructions, the maids waiting nearby grabbed Hong's hands and took him away from the restaurant.
"Are you the chef?" Yunchuan looked away and looked critically at the chef wearing a snow-white chef's hat and holding an ax in his hand.
"It's me. Does the guest have any dissatisfaction with what I cook?" The chef walked into the table, his huge body almost covering Yunchuan in his shadow.
"Don't you pluck your hair before cooking?" Yunchuan overturned the plate, and the overripe head rolled onto the table. The fat man's thick black hair was facing the other players.
"Also, using expired flesh and blood as a bargaining chip. Are you even cutting corners when cooking now?" The black-haired young man's voice was not loud, but it had a sense of oppression.
"Guests...our ingredients are all freshly cooked..."
"Then you mean I'm looking for trouble."
"I didn't mean that...guest."
"Then look at this and explain to me the reason for this!" Yunchuan commanded unceremoniously.
There was a trace of doubt in the chef's eyes. He bent forward and carefully inspected the pointed part of the head.
Snap.
Yunchuan used the cover of the tablecloth to kick away the steamer lid lying on the ground, and the lid flew into the air and hit the chef's calf hard.
The chef stumbled and fell forward uncontrollably, and his fat and ugly face smashed directly into the fat man's head. The steamed head was smashed like this, and the cooked meat flew into pieces in an instant.
"Is this how you treat guests? Let the chef smash the food prepared for the guests with his own face?"
"I'm sorry, guest." Reese apologized from the side.
"If an apology is useful, then why should the court do it?" Yunchuan obviously did not accept this, he pointed his finger on the chef's forehead with disdain, "If you don't serve me well now, it will be the Duke's face that will be embarrassed in the future."< br>
"Forget it, this guest has a broad mind. You go and scramble an egg for me, and you will make up for it. Remember, you want hen's eggs, not this stuff. Cook them well for me, and don't do anything I shouldn't do. Otherwise, I will do it in the afternoon. Let the Duke deal with you!”
"Thank you for your understanding, guest. I'll do it now." The chef gritted his teeth and bent down.
(End of chapter)
The author said: Sorry, there are too many things to do today. I ran out of manuscripts yesterday and wrote a little hastily today. The article will be revised tomorrow, please forgive me