S-level high-risk personality, you call this a pitiful thing?

Chapter 20: There is a ghost inside and the analysis is stopped
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It seems that it is very dangerous whether to go in or not.

Not going in might violate the rules, but going in would mean walking into a trap and entering a den of evil.

Lan Tong was silent for a second, then looked away and smiled at her mother: "Mom, I'd better follow you. I want to listen to my brother."

Her mother handed her a woven bag and said, "I'm going to do a lot of shopping today, and this bag definitely won't hold it all. I'll point you to a place when the time comes. Wait for me there, and don't let me know you're running around."

"Good mother."

Seeing Lan Tong being so well-behaved, her mother began to wonder who was the person who almost pissed her off to death in the morning.

The two walked into the vegetable market one after the other.

[3. When mom goes out to buy groceries, she likes to take you with her. The uncles and aunties in the vegetable market may not be friendly to you. Please follow mom closely and don't get separated from her.]

Lan Tong walked behind her mother carrying a woven bag. She thought of this rule and always felt that this rule, like the previous rule at the dining table, had some flexibility that could be changed.

The breakfast rules state that the breakfast must be eaten cleanly, but because Lan Tong mentioned "brother and sister", her parents gave her "privilege" and she does not have to follow the rules.

By the same token, there may be some flexibility in the rules about grocery shopping with mom.

For example, as the mother mentioned just now, she would point out a place for Lantong to wait and ask her not to run around.

This is somewhat related to another rule.

[8. Mom will go out to buy groceries before dinner time, and your sister may go out at any time during the holidays. You can only go out with them, not alone, and you can't walk around after going out, otherwise they will be angry if they can't find you.]

So it is true that you can leave your mother when she specifies a place.

But this seems to make the situation even more dangerous.

As Lan Tong stepped into the dimly lit vegetable market, a chill that penetrated her bones instantly came from all directions.

The vegetable market was not lively at all, it was even eerily quiet.

It's like being trapped in a game where time is frozen.

The people standing in the vegetable market were shrouded in shadows. Their faces were gray and blurry, and their pairs of pale, dead fish eyes seemed to be crawling with maggots, emitting a pale light in the night.

The pairs of black pupils that almost occupied the entire eyeballs were filled with unbearable excitement.

My mother ignored the strange behavior of these people and walked to the butcher's counter very naturally.

"Boss, today's meat is all fresh, right?"

As she spoke, she reached out and picked up a piece of red and white meat on the chopping board and looked at it.

The butcher in his dirty apron smiled and said, "Look at what you said. After all these years, don't you know whether my meat is fresh or not? These were just delivered this morning. You can buy them home and eat them. If they are not fresh, I will return them."

He was holding a rusty knife in his hand and his sleeves were covered in blood. When he spoke, he didn't look at his mother at all, but kept staring at Lan Tong.

It seemed that the meat in his mouth was not the pork on the chopping board, but Lan Tong standing next to his mother.

Lan Tong looked at the butcher quietly, and the butcher gave her a cruel smile boldly.

Maybe coming in with my mom wasn't the right choice.

The butcher's murderous intent was obvious and eager, as if he would rush up to her and chop her into pieces with a kitchen knife wielding madly in the next second.

However, this does not make Lan Tong's mood suddenly become so heavy.

The reason why she was particularly silent came from behind.

The feeling of having a thorn in your back is tingling.

Even without looking back, she could still feel those gazes crawling all over her back like raindrops. It seemed that at this moment the wind refused to pass through this dark market. The air was sticky and suffocating, mixed with the smell of meat, making people feel nauseous.

Lan Tong felt as if she was walking in a dark and damp sewer, with pairs of prying eyes lurking in the darkness behind her.

It's a dense swarm of cockroaches or a group of wet and smelly rats.

She couldn't even look back to see where those unknown gazes were coming from, because she had no psychological expectations at all.

After staring at the butcher for a few seconds, Lan Tong suddenly felt his body stiffen for a moment.

She tried to look away, but found she couldn't move.

I couldn't help but be shocked and suddenly realized that I must have broken some rules.

Are there rules in the vegetable market? Why didn't she see any along the way?

The butcher slowly raised his kitchen knife and looked at Lan Tong with eyes as if he were a helpless prey to be slaughtered. The smile on his lips became more and more cruel, and even the rustling eyes behind him began to move.

Just as he was about to walk out of the counter with the knife in his hand, Lan Tong raised his head unnaturally.

It's like someone is pinching your chin.

The stiffness in her body disappeared with this movement, and her light brown eyes suddenly shrank when she saw the dark gray iron plate above her head clearly.

"Don't look "them" in the eye!"

"Don't look back!"

"Don't answer if someone calls your name!!"

The dark red characters overlapped in size, covering the dark iron plate layer by layer like an erroneous code.

At this moment, Lan Tong couldn't help but sweat a few drops on his forehead.

She just accidentally stared at the butcher for so long. Did she break the rules?

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Studio

Number of people: 52319
—— Damn, this camera movement is amazing. My legs went weak when I saw the words on the ceiling.
——Aren’t these weird things too cunning? There is no light in the market, and the words are written on the top of the head. If you don’t look carefully, you won’t notice them at all. Shouldn’t the rules be written at the entrance?

——If the top of the head is really a rule, then is this a violation?

——I told you a long time ago that a yellow-haired girl like her wouldn't be able to survive in this weird world, but you didn't believe me. Do you believe me now? I'm really impressed that such a low-level mistake could happen.

——Why didn't your Chosen One get killed after breaking the rules? What kind of cheats did you use in the Great Xia Kingdom? [Real-time Translation]

——Don't panic, I've watched the previous recordings. There are three rules for the vegetable market segment. There is a time requirement for eye contact. As long as it's less than 5 seconds, it's not a violation. No. 10 looked up at 4.8 seconds.
——The weirdness in the vegetable market is a kind of trick. Once they look at each other, they can't look away. The Chosen One can only use their talents to dodge or be forced to commit fouls. No. 10's performance just now doesn't seem to be using talents, right? How did she look away? How did she suddenly discover the rules?
——Maybe it’s talent

——Just watch the live broadcast, why are you asking so many questions? Insider?

Daxia official on the 10th: Warm reminder, a large number of foreign IPs have flooded into the live broadcast room in a short period of time. Please communicate in a friendly manner and respect the cultural differences of various countries!

——Brothers, our mother said there is a traitor, stop analyzing! Don't let the devils eavesdrop!
……

Unnatural situation.

Yu Xuande looked at the analysis barrage from various angles in the live broadcast room, which suddenly all turned into "Macabaka", and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and asked.

"So, the reason so many IPs from Sakura Country suddenly entered Room 10 is because Ayumu Sagawa died more than a hundred times and caused public outrage?"

Out of curiosity, he checked Sagawa Ayumu's live broadcast room and found that his progress was the same as Lan Tong's, both were in the vegetable market.

(End of this chapter)