Thriller Paradise

87. Chapter 87: Campus 7 is unbelievable (9)

    It's all.

    My death is coming…

    Splashing barrels of blood from my enemies creates a sea. I must now pass through the sea in a small boat made of their bones.

    My sail is their skin…

    What blows the sails is their last breath…

    I will stare at this ocean and tell my story, because I will end up with pity and forgiveness.

    I am waiting to execute my order, I don't expect anything – until I lose this life.

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    A monologue appeared in the ears of the unconscious and rainy eyes. When this passage appeared, all other voices disappeared. Both of them noticed from each other’s faces, knowing that the other party also heard the same. content.

    When this passage was finished, the surrounding area was restored to noisy and chaotic, and the ghosts slammed the door, and some of them had broken through the window.

    Although I don't understand what happened in the past, I don't have time to think about it. The seal did not feel like rain, took the lantern, and led her to the direction of the kitchen.

    As they approached the counter separating the kitchen from the cafeteria, the lights in the kitchen suddenly lit up, and a tall black shadow was standing behind the counter, staring at the two.

    The monster's body is human, but it has a pig's head. Its bare muscles are pink, wearing white vests and military trousers. It is quite tummy, and the muscles on the arms look like stones. . The shape of this person feels like the state of the second brother finally succeeded in fitness, but at present it seems that there is nothing like a nine-toothed nail on its hand…

    The seal and the rain are only separated from the monster by a counter. An indescribable oppressive feeling suddenly strikes. They can clearly feel that the horror of the monster is more than the outside. The ghosts are much stronger. Just standing face to face, the invisible deterrent is enough to make them difficult to move.

    "Hello, I am Oyck."It actually greeted them with a voice.

    At this time, a large number of ghosts have successfully poured into the cafeteria, turned over the table, climbed over the floor, and bullied the seal and rain.

    O'ink licked its pig's head and rushed behind the two players, saying in a low-pitched voice: "Get out of my place, now!"He added a tone when he said the last two words.

    The ghosts actually stopped the action after this sentence, they could only reluctantly look at the two prey that had come to their lips, and then left.

    "Go there and sit down."Waiting for the ghost to recede, O'ink pointed his finger at the table closest to the counter, and said that he couldn't help but sit in the rain.

    The two exchanged their eyes and reached a tacit understanding. They came over there and placed the lantern on the table and sat down face to face.

    There is no doubt that the fifth task in the song has begun. What is more gratifying is that the relevant plot of this uncle's uncle does not seem to need to be solved by fighting methods. Because from its kind of murderous gas field…Even if both players are in full state, fighting with it is sure to die.

    When he was seated and rained, Oynck began to work. It took some things out of the fridge, then went to the cooking table and started washing and cutting…

    If you stand up and walk around, you may have a bad result. You don't want to take the risk, so he just straightens his neck and looks inside. But the cooking table is close to the wall at the other end of the kitchen, and the general body of the O'Kinus Mountain Mountain Demon King completely blocks the unconscious sight.

    Listen to the sound…O'ink should have taken two large pieces of meat from the freezer, removed the skin, and smashed it into pieces. The bones were fleshed into two pots filled with water.

    As a person who often cooks, in this quiet environment, listening to the sound and smelling, you can roughly know what the other party is doing.

    People who cook pigs are not familiar with it. Today, the process of cooking pigs seems to be similar…

    However, I don’t know how to cook the meat, and I don’t know what the broth smells. Suppose that two pieces of meat cooked by Oyck, one piece is its kind, the other piece is the same kind of seal, then…In the song, "Which bowl of soup?" I am afraid that it is really "taste" to distinguish it.

    O'ink is really sophisticated, cooking has a plate with eyes, carrots, onions, potatoes, celery, garlic, red wine, butter, bay leaf, various spices, etc…Let's not say how his knife is, anyway, it should be put out, and the fragrance that floats out shows that the two pots are good in terms of flavoring.

    They didn't know how to escape and they didn't get up. They knew that it didn't work. Even if Oynck didn't stop, the ghosts wouldn't let them go when they got outside. It's better to take a break from taking valuable time.

    Two pots of soup were stewed for more than an hour. During the period, O'inke was busy all the time. Adding seasonings and adjusting the heat from time to time seemed to completely forget the existence of two players.

    This is a good thing for a rainy injury. After a long break, from the menu, the state of "bleeding" has finally disappeared. She has no need to continue to hold the wound by hand, but its survival value is still small, only Go back to around 20%.

    Unlike the fitness value, the player's survival value recovers very slowly, and the recovery speed is only about one-tenth of the fitness value. Passive skills, pharmacy, and medical care can all come in handy at this moment. Unfortunately, neither of them has the same, neither.

    Silence and quiet are hotbeds of thinking. I have been thinking about things for a while. He reorganized all the information he got after entering the script, analyzing the current situation and the meaning of the last song…

    The name Owenk was once heard, but he couldn’t remember when and where he heard it or saw the name. After exploring it for more than half an hour in the attic of his brain, he finally digs out the pieces of memory.

    Heaven butcher O'inke.

    Unconsciously, he gradually recalled that the monologue he had heard before was the words left by O'inke before his execution.

    That book is a short comic, telling a dark and heavy story. In terms of content, it is far deeper than this script. It is estimated that this Oyk in front of the story has little to do with the hero in the story, but the name is the same as the appearance.

    Maybe the system wants to ridicule this monster? Unconsciously, I can’t help but think that Oynck, who used to send the same kind of life to the slaughterhouse every day, has finally cooked the human being who created and enslaved himself. This is not a big move.

    A burst of sound brought the unconscious thought back. He followed the sound and found that Oinke had turned off the fire and was simmering in two bowls. (To be continued …… If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (qidian.com) to vote for the recommended ticket, the monthly pass, your support is my biggest motivation. )