The fairy cultivator sets up a fortune-telling stall in a horror game

Yu Ze walked to the front desk and showed a gentlemanly smile: "Miss Euphemia, good morning."

Euphemia smiled: "Good morning, cute kitty."

Josh let out a "meow".

Yu Ze: "..."

He maintained a good demeanor and a proper smile: "I want to read the history of the establishment of the hospital to my cat...Master, is there any relevant information that I can borrow?"

Euphemia yawned: "You mean the "Hospital Introduction Manual", right? I'm sorry, but the last copy was just borrowed by Chef Li in the cafeteria. Go and ask him for it."

Yu Ze smiled slightly: "Okay, excuse me."

The two of them walked towards the cafeteria together.

Euphemia looked at their backs, a twisted cruelty flashed across her eyes.

There are already many players in the cafeteria.

There were endless screams coming from the cafeteria.

Many players were so frightened that they rolled and crawled out of the cafeteria.

Josh looked at these people curiously, a dark color flashed across his eyes.

It seems that this canteen is not simple.

As soon as they walked into the cafeteria, a gust of cold air rushed over their faces, mixed with some kind of rust and the smell of freshly mopped water in the toilet.

Josh was looking around, when she suddenly felt light, the teammates around her disappeared, and she fell from the air.

Fortunately, the kitty is light.

She instinctively landed on all fours and landed steadily.

"Oh, look, what a cute kitty~"

A man's thick voice came from behind.

She turned her head quickly, only to see that the lights in the entire cafeteria suddenly and quickly went out.

The surrounding scene instantly began to pull and flutter like water ripples.

A black figure came out from the corner.

It can be vaguely seen that it is a chef, with a chef's hat on his head, a big belly, wearing white clothes, an apron in front, and a kitchen knife in his hand.

As the chef approached, the surrounding water ripples became more and more obvious.

Josh looked at him warily.

The chef seemed to feel her nervousness, and he laughed loudly: "Don't be afraid, little guy, come here, I'll take you out, this is a dangerous place, kittens shouldn't come here."

Josh instinctively felt that something was wrong, she stepped back, and suddenly bumped into a wall behind what was supposed to be an empty space.

She had just entered the cafeteria just now, but she didn't know when she had approached the innermost corner of the cafeteria.

The chef quickly squatted down and threw away the knife in his hand, "Little guy, you can't back up anymore, come here quickly, I'll take you out."

"It's only fools who believe you! You look so fierce!" Josh meowed, wanting to run to the side.

The chef laughed: "You little cat, why are you still judging people by their appearance? Come here quickly, when someone comes late, it will be too late!"

Josh looked at him in surprise, he could understand cats?

She asked tentatively again: "Can you understand me?"

The chef smiled kindly: "Of course, otherwise how would I work at the cat hospital?"

Josh became more vigilant: "Then I don't believe you either, you specialize in killing cats!"

She wanted to run to the side.

The chef's two hands suddenly framed her sides, and the arms flowed down like liquid, blocking her way.

Josh had a bad heart, but when he looked up, he suddenly met a pair of ferocious cat eyes that were close at hand.

The chef's head was lowered in an extremely twisted posture, and a face was brought close in front of her, with black eyes pushed aside, revealing a pair of cat eyes with vertical pupils.

There was a weird smile on Chef's face, and his voice rippled like water ripples: "Tell me, how did you find out that I can kill cats?"

Josh stepped back calmly.

The grin on Chef's face grew bigger and bigger, the corners of his mouth were like sharp sickles, gradually piercing behind his ears, his nose and face were severely pulled due to the curvature of the corners of his mouth.

Josh looked at him expressionlessly: "Because you have a bad face, from your face, I can not only see that you specialize in killing cats, but also that you have been rejected by your parents since you were born, and you have been rejected by your surroundings." People hate you, you have a pessimistic personality and like to sigh, the more you are like this, the more no one likes you."

Chef: "..." Suddenly he was personally attacked.

Barrage: [What the hell kind of god is this unfolding? 】

【What nonsense is she talking about? 】

[What is a face?Why do I sound familiar? 】

[I have read similar novels before, it seems to be a kind of deception by Blue Star in very ancient times? 】

[You are speechless. 】

Josh continued: "When you were seven years old, because your grandma abused you excessively, you got into an argument with her, and you accidentally pushed her down the stairs and fell to her death."

The chef froze, and the pupils that were squeezed to the side dilated infinitely, almost squeezing the cat's eyes in.

Hollow sounds sounded around, like the sound of wind blowing in from the cafeteria flowing like water waves, or the sound of wind blowing through a deep valley tunnel.

There were some inconspicuous screams, and it was unclear whether it was an animal or a human crying, or both.

There were beads of sweat on the chef's face. He seemed to be irritated and very emotional. His voice almost came out from between his teeth: "How do you know? Who told you?"

Barrage: [Fuck? ! 】

【Is it true?No, how did she know? 】

[A blind cat meets a dead mouse?can't you? 】

[Pinch the horse!Things get interesting pinch! 】

【Woman, you have successfully caught my attention. 】

But Josh suddenly calmed down: "Not only do I know this, but I also know that you lied to your family, saying that your grandma fell down by herself. Since then, you have started to like killing animals, especially kittens."

The chef showed a ferocious smile: "Then do you know why I like killing cats the most?"

Josh didn't speak, and she might not be able to guess [-]% of her perverted thoughts sometimes.

The chef rolled out a weird chuckle from his throat, "Because ah, the scream of a cat is closest to that of a baby, especially a kitten as big as you."

The chef's hands were constantly retracting in the middle, and molten liquid poured out of his arms continuously, and the liquid fell to the floor, making a "sizzling" corrosion sound.

He smiled ferociously: "I like torturing a kitten like you the most. Do you think it would be better if I stabbed you to death with a needle? Or would it be better to scald your fur with fire?"

The more critical the moment, the calmer Josh said: "Do you want to see your grandma? She is standing behind you."

There was a moment of fear and trance on Chef's face.

Josh knew he had made the right bet, and continued, "She's wearing a blue shirt, right?"

The chef's black pupils instantly enlarged, replacing the cat pupils.

Josh started subconsciously, but when he stretched out his hand, he found that he was still a cat's claw.

She forgot that her current body was a cat, and she couldn't draw spells at all.

The chef shook his head in a panic: "Impossible! This is impossible! She died long ago!"

Josh was about to say something, when suddenly three sharp blades pierced the illusion from the darkness.

Chef: Kitty, hehehe