Infinite Horror: The Strongest Zhongzhou Team

His legs were positioned precisely at the 90-degree angle of the stage.

So this person's voice was somewhat hysterical, even desperate.

only.

A professor who has fallen down.

Champagne was shattered all over the floor.

The host who may no longer have a second son.

These are all minor matters; no one would take these unexpected events to heart.

They might even think they've just watched a few more clown performances.

The cost was that all the champagne in the banquet hall was wasted because of this seemingly insignificant incident.

And then there's the host.

"Let's go help out, I see there's a lot of fruit."

After Iris finished speaking, she pulled John forward.

John looked at his fiancée:
"Where are the grapes we just got from the kitchen?"

Iris said with a smile:

"Of course we've finished eating, let's go, let's go."

With that, the two squeezed into the crowd.

But once inside, Iris's right hand, hanging down, flicked out a coin from an angle John couldn't see.

After the coin landed on the glass floor, it began to roll vertically and regularly.

Finally, they rolled into a room with the door wide open.

And this room is the kitchen.

Compared to the glass structure of the banquet hall, the kitchen was more conventional.

It's no different from a typical restaurant kitchen.

At this moment, a middle-aged man wearing a chef's hat and white chef's uniform is pouring seasoned salad oil into a frying pan.

She had a grape in her mouth that a couple had just given her.

It's clear that he's in a particularly good mood right now.

Flaming steak.

This is a regular performance in the banquet hall.

It needs to be made on-site, and because the flames are quite dangerous, it is extremely popular among nobles.

In addition, it is a unique skill.

It can be said that this chef holds a very high position in this kitchen team.

But it was at this time...

A rolling coin came into the middle-aged chef's view.

What the chef didn't realize was that this moment around him seemed rather unusual.

The drain cover underfoot is loose.

The gas pipe is suspended in the air on the right.

Various kitchen utensils hanging on the left.

Behind him was a bucket of boiling water that had just started bubbling.

If any of Saito Hajime or any of the others saw this scene.

They would say: "It's over, there's no hope."

Then use your strength to withstand it.

If Sam and his crew had seen this, they might have taken precautions and carefully slipped away.

Iris, who had witnessed this scene just minutes earlier, first laughed, and then took a third approach.

In her final days, as Iris entered the countdown to her death, she realized a truth.

Or perhaps it's because they've seen through the essence of things.

That is, danger in life arises from people; wherever there are people, there is danger.

Therefore, danger is everywhere and impossible to guard against.

However, some dangers are hidden and do not manifest, while others are open and blatant.

What appears to be a legitimate "danger" is not a "danger" in Iris's eyes, but rather a trigger.

Death likes to use such inducements to conceal the first danger, and then lead people to face this "danger".

Then go and reap the final victory.

Having witnessed so much of this process, Iris realized that she could actually intervene in it.

Death shot out a blade, killing its target.

Iris's method has always been to push the target away, causing Death to fail.

But in her old age, Iris discovered that pushing the target away was more effective than...

You can also push the knife away yourself, and you don't even have to do it by hand. All you need is a series of props and a little "accident".

Of course, this is based on the premise that one must have sufficient "experience" to complete it.

Compared to fighting death, borrowing power is the best approach.

Just like now.

As the coins rolled across the ground, the middle-aged chef wore an expression of having gotten a small bargain.

I poured out half the oil and placed it right next to me.

The chef squatted down to pick up the coin and examined it closely.

Even though it's only a dollar, the feeling of finding money is just as strong.

And this is especially true at work.

Followed by.

"Hey, ah!"

The middle-aged chef suddenly clutched his lower back.

He bumped into the cutting board behind him when he got up.

"Hiss, who just pushed that cutting board out like that?"

"my waist!"

Beep beep beep.

At the same time, the stainless steel bucket made the sound of water boiling.

This caught their attention and they looked over.

Fortunately, a nearby young chef ran over and immediately turned off the heat to keep the food warm.

Then he turned around and helped the middle-aged chef, who was half-squatting on the ground, to his feet.

However, the young chef's movements were too large, and he knocked the open salad oil bottle to the ground.

The two inevitably had another close encounter with the ground.

The right foot, which had just stepped on the ground, slid into the drainage ditch following the force of the impact.

At the same time, there was a crisp click sound.

Before long, another patient was taken out of the tower.

And then, because the chef, the drinks, the fruit, and the host all got into trouble.

This aristocratic banquet, which was about to begin in just over ten minutes, was completely halted.

Many tourists simply toured the area once and then dispersed freely.

The rooftop of the tower.

That's where the proposal just took place.

Looking down at the grease-stained coin, Iris wiped it clean little by little before putting it in her pocket.

look up.

I watched the sunset for the third time.

Iris's expression was extremely complex.

The first time was in the foreseen future.

She was holding the little boy, William, as he hung among the ruins of the tower.

Seeing this orange sunset, the flesh on my index finger was finally removed by the ring.

The two fell.

The second time was the real world she had lived in for over thirty years.

She changed everything from the first time.

Finally, the survivors saw the tower collapsing alone, and the setting sun behind it.

And this is the third time.

"Honey, what are you doing standing here?"

"What are you thinking about?"

John came up from behind and hugged her.

Iris felt the familiar scent and heartbeat and turned around to hug John tightly as well.

After the hug, Iris tightened her grip even more.

During those days, Claire asked her grandmother many times.

But Iris never spoke of what happened between her and John afterward.

It also doesn't explain how John died.

And what they both went through.

He just kept staring at her and Alex.

My heart and eyes are filled with unspeakable stories.

Just seeing that look in their eyes made Claire and Molly instinctively not want to ask any more questions.

The evening breeze is gentle.

Iris hugged him quietly for a while before looking up and saying:

“It’s nothing, I just suddenly wanted to see the sunset, the sunset here.” John nodded with a smile.

"Then let's watch a little longer."

Iris shook her head in refusal:
"Let's go, the tower is closing down."

"And I hope we won't come here again in the future."

"why?"

"Because I want today's memory to be the most unique one."

John repeated the question with a puzzled look: "The most unique memory?"

The man, who couldn't understand, said with a wry smile, "Fine, then I won't come again."

"Just like you said, become that unique memory, and then exist in memories!"
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"Another perfect day."

The two held hands and took the only elevator back to the first floor, then walked out of the tower.

That's the time.

Iris's gaze fell on a little boy squatting on the ground outside the door.

"Honey, I'm a little tired from walking. Why don't you go get the car first, and I'll wait for you here?"

John looked at his beautiful fiancée and was momentarily lost in thought.

On one hand, she was in a daze that she had actually succeeded in proposing to him.

Another aspect is that he can't believe he could find such a beautiful wife.

"Okay, okay, I'll go get the car!"

John was in a very good mood and even jogged along the way, afraid that his fiancée would wait too long.

Iris lifted her skirt and walked straight to the little black boy.

The little boy heard the sound of high heels.

I instinctively turned around and saw Iris approaching.

However, it was only in John's eyes that Iris appeared gentle and beautiful.

But in the eyes of this little boy, it was a completely different story.

His hair was gray, and he wore a black robe.

The most terrifying thing was that one white eye without a pupil.

And this one exudes a powerful aura.

It was a feeling that couldn't be described.

The little boy instinctively wanted to turn around and run away.

But at this time.

"William!"

Iris called out a name, freezing the little boy in place.

Iris, who called out this name, looked at her old friend who was only three years old and had mixed feelings.

I stood there, stunned, not knowing what to say next.

"Hello, Auntie!"

How do you know my name?

The little boy was momentarily dazed, and the figure he had just seen vanished.

When his gaze refocused, he saw the gentle, beautiful, and young Iris, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

Iris smiled and bent down:
"Of course I know you, sister. Can I have the coin in your hand?"

"How about I trade you this lollipop?"

"One coin can't buy a lollipop."

As if by magic, Iris produced a lollipop with rainbow colors.

The little boy named William was immediately captivated.

All he did was nod repeatedly.

There's no way around it; for a three- or four-year-old boy, candy is the most delicious thing in the world.

Not to mention the candies are all rainbow-colored.

After exchanging the coins in their hands for lollipops.

A woman also stood by the roadside and began to shout:
“William is back, William.”

The woman who shouted also greeted Iris in a friendly manner.

After getting on the bus, William trembled as he ate a lollipop.

It seemed like they were afraid of something.

"William, are you cold? Why are you shivering?"

William looked up and said:

"That auntie, no, that sister, was so scary."

The mother, who was driving, did not take her son's words to heart.

Because she was wondering what to have for dinner today.

(We were a bit short on time, so we decided to have pizza instead—it's quick and easy.)
William was afraid because he had seen a lot.

There are many things that adults cannot see from their perspective.

But it's different for children.

William didn't know what was wrong with him, why he discovered these things, but he just couldn't help discovering them.

He saw the pencils that the older sister had arranged vertically.

I saw the grapes that had been thrown out.

I also saw coins rolling into the kitchen.

Because of his short stature, he happened to see everything.

So three-year-old William now has a vague idea that women are scary.

Moreover, he is a qualified actor.

While eating a lollipop, William thought of something and timidly said:

"Mommy, can I not go to kindergarten?"

"There are girls in the kindergarten."

"I hate girls."

William had just finished speaking when he heard a sudden stop.

Then, a one-sided educational film about Black people began.
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Compared to Chen Zilong and the other three who returned to the Main God Space.

The other four players from the Zhongzhou team.

You could say they've only just begun.

Moreover, compared to the disheveled Zhu Wen and the others.

The four people here can be described as a different kind of person, namely, relaxed.
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Xiao Honglu, Cheng Xiao, Xin'er, Yue'er.

The four of them were still in a daze, looking at the desolate and ruined scene around them.

"This is... a street?"

Cheng Xiao kept turning his head in Yue'er's arms, looking around.

He was all alone on the wide street; from one end of the street to the other, he could hardly see anyone.

They all looked hurried, and their faces became even more panicked when they saw them.

Two rows of lanterns hung under the eaves of houses on both sides of the street.

The lanterns that once symbolized a bustling household now have broken skylights in nine out of ten.

There was also a strange white cloth hanging under the lantern.

It appeared desolate, bleak, and somewhat cold.

The four of them took in the entire scene.

I wasn't actually surprised.

They had already found out about the outside world when they came last time.

In eight words, it can be described as: the end of a dynasty, a time of great chaos.

The bustling city of Hangzhou back then, like oil being poured on a hot fire, was a testament to this.

Xiao Honglu looked around.

He raised his hand and struck down with a talisman.

The talisman disappeared without a trace after it was placed in the ground.

Then he addressed the crowd:

"Location complete. Just arrive here on the last day."

"Compared to entering the cycle of reincarnation, the only downside to spending reward points to enter is, in my opinion, that you still need to return to the initial location."

"Otherwise, there are other options."

After saying this, the group of people who had suddenly appeared disappeared from this deserted street.

Those who had just noticed them rubbed their eyes.

After all, these four strangely dressed people appeared out of thin air and then disappeared just as suddenly.

After realizing something, the passersby suddenly screamed in alarm.

air.

"Leave directly?"

"Wait a minute, ten minutes should be enough, right?"

"That's enough, we've found it!"

The first sentence was spoken by Cheng Xiao.

The second question was asked by Xin'er.

The third round of the discussion came from Xiao Honglu.

The reason is also very simple.

The streets were just filled with a deathly atmosphere, and though the sounds from the tightly closed doors were faint... (End of Chapter)