This actor is full of tricks.

The room was deathly silent. All the residents stared at Lin Jue with scrutinizing, shocked, and dissatisfied looks.

Shocked by the terrifying strength Lin Jue displayed, they were also dissatisfied with his arrogant attitude. Although only one of the seven ghosts would survive in the struggle for the last spot, they felt that Lin Jue's words and actions always carried a subtle barb, making them very uncomfortable.

However, the other party's behavior was not really problematic. Even if they were unhappy, they had no reason to take action, and besides, Lin Jue's strength was enough to make them wary.

Not only them, but the old man in the backpack also felt something was off: "This kid is usually quite steady in his actions, why is he so impulsive today?"

The mirror-like woman pondered for a moment: "The environment and rules here are all related to killing. You can kill at will on this street. He killed so many monsters as soon as he came in, so it's inevitable that he would have negative emotions."

In truth, Lin Jue knew in his heart that it was the murderous intent deep within him that was at play. He didn't have time to extinguish this murderous intent, and the environment of the Black Street was the best fertilizer for it, allowing it to grow unchecked.

Under the influence of murderous intent, his behavior inevitably became somewhat impulsive.

"Once this script is finished, I really need to relax. Everything that has happened recently has kept me on edge, from the dean to the suddenly appearing five-star script. It's all been very stressful."

Lin Jue sighed inwardly. Fortunately, he had a pretty good ability to withstand pressure; anyone else would probably have collapsed long ago.

He sat back down in his seat as if nothing had happened, his expression calm as if he hadn't been the one to kill those strange things.

No one spoke at the table until resident number 2 broke the silence: "You've saved us time and provided us with ingredients."

Although he said that, his smile was forced, clearly showing that Lin Jue's actions had angered him.

He clapped his hands, and a grotesque creature resembling a chef emerged from the room next door. It dragged the strange corpses on the ground into the kitchen, and soon the sound of chopping meat could be heard from inside.

So this is the other way the outer circle managers mentioned that they would serve their food at the table. Those who fail to secure a seat will be turned into food and placed on the table.

It's no wonder it's called a blood-red banquet, a feast held with the blood and flesh of the defeated.

"Alright, now we're all seated," resident number 2 said loudly. "There are two reasons why we invited everyone to this gathering."

"Firstly, as everyone knows, I'm new here and will be in charge of managing the Black Street in the future, so I'd like to get to know everyone."

The way resident number 2 spoke didn't seem like a strange style. As Lin Jue listened, his gaze swept over all the managers.

He already had a rough idea of ​​who these three suddenly appearing managers were.

Manager No. 2 paused for a moment, then continued, "Secondly, it's to discuss something with everyone about Building No. 1. If this is done well, everyone will be able to enter Building No. 1."

After saying this, he paused deliberately, observing the expressions of each resident around the table.

The two inner-circle residents' expressions instantly changed, their malicious faces revealing greed and desire. Legends circulated in the Black Street about Building No. 1, a place that held the secret to becoming the most powerful and eerie place—which was why they had moved there. But that wall and that door blocked all their paths. Before the door was completely closed, they had tried to go in, but they always inexplicably returned to their starting point. Now that the door was firmly shut, they had no chance of ever getting behind it.

But now, this resident number 2 is saying that everyone can enter building number 1. It's like telling ordinary people that there's a place where a lot of gold is hidden, and that resident number 2 holds the key to enter that place.

"Is this Number 2 really that kind? Would he really think of sharing good things with everyone?" Lin Jue didn't think so. This Number 2 must have some purpose. The reason he said this was simply because he was taking advantage of his weird low IQ and lack of rationality to fool people.

Although he was wary, his face, like the other two residents, showed a look of longing. After all, in the eyes of Resident Number 2, he was a fierce and cunning man who was gradually going mad in order to increase his strength.

Taking in the expressions of the three residents, a hint of mockery flashed in Number 2's eyes. Before he could speak, the strange creature sitting next to Lin Jue asked first, "You just said you wanted to do that thing well. What is that thing? What do we need to give in return?"

This is a monster with a very large head. Perhaps because of its large head, it seems to be a bit smarter, knowing that there is no such thing as a free lunch.

Just then, the chef, Gui, pushed out a food cart with six plates neatly and symmetrically arranged on it. Each plate was covered with a steak lid. Although it was impossible to see what was inside, it was obvious that it contained some strange, cooked meat.

"The food is ready, let's eat and talk." Resident No. 2 didn't rush to answer, but let everyone eat first. At the same time, he asked the chef to bring a bottle of red wine and poured a little into each glass.

The wine bottle did indeed contain wine, but Lin Jue thought it contained something like human blood.

"Come on, let's have a drink first, as a way to celebrate this first meeting." Resident No. 2 raised his glass, his posture elegant and his words full of warmth.

A group of strange-looking people sat together elegantly sipping red wine. The scene looked bizarre no matter how you looked at it. Lin Jue raised his glass with the other residents and pretended to take a sip. He dared not actually drink it; who knew if there was any poison in the wine?

"Alright, let's eat. And thank you to resident number 13 for providing us with the ingredients." Resident number 2 smiled at Lin Jue.

Lin Jue put down his wine glass and raised an eyebrow noncommittally.

Chef Gui lifted the lids off each plate, and the rich aroma of roasted meat immediately filled the entire table. It must be said that Chef Gui's cooking skills were not bad. Although the source of the food was rather disgusting, the meat on the plates was roasted to a golden brown and crispy, and the surface was drizzled with raspberry sauce that not only cut through the greasiness but also enhanced the flavor.

Elegant, truly elegant, this resident number 2 is completely enjoying life.

Apart from resident number 2 and the woman who used knives and forks, the rest of the guys were eating with their hands, their mouths covered in a mixture of blood and oil. The weirdo with the big head kept praising the food as it ate, saying, "It feels like I haven't eaten such delicious food in a long time. I can't even remember the last time I ate it."

He tilted his head, seemingly trying to recall what happened before he became a monster.

Resident No. 2 noticed that Lin Jue hadn't touched his food, narrowed his eyes slightly, and asked seemingly casually, "No. 13, why aren't you eating? Is the food not to your liking?"

Clearly, Lin Jue's behavior, so out of place with the others, aroused his suspicion. (End of Chapter)