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Chapter 58 Catfish Boss Hot Pot Restaurant (6)

An Jing's brow twitched as she sensed the emotions conveyed by each card.

Death slung his scythe over his shoulder and said coldly, "Why is it that only the shadow doctor gets a salary?"

An Jing really wants to reply to it. You've never worked before, what's your name?
The Blood Curse Doll hugged her plush toy and said in a childish voice, "I want to eat too! The meat is sweet, I want to try it~"

The woman with the paper umbrella leaned against the handle with a smile: "I must be the card that appears the most."

An Jing rubbed his forehead, "That's true."

Paper Umbrella Sister can change her name to Model Worker Sister.

The most terrible thing is,

The soul controller was still disguised as Ruan Ruan, wearing a dress, and actually made a heart shape with her hands with a wronged expression: "I want to eat too."

An Jing: "..."

Do you have any shame?
I really want to slap him.

Amidst a ringing in her head, the doctor calmly picked up a piece of meat and put it in his mouth. As if sensing something, he slowly glanced at her.

Aren't you going to greet them?

An Jing rubbed her temples, her head aching slightly: "...I'm afraid you won't be able to pay the bill after you finish this meal."

Even if you cut down ten of them, you still wouldn't be able to afford it.

"Who told you to say you're getting paid?" The doctor bluntly revealed his schadenfreude.

He was already out of options when he realized that he had been tricked by empty promises, and knew that he had fallen for this woman.

It's quite amusing to see her get the short end of the stick.

An Jing couldn't stand their chatter any longer and finally gave in. With a long sigh, she decisively drew a few cards from her deck and tossed them into the air:
"Come out, everyone, sit down and eat."

The air seemed to be torn apart, and from the silent gap, several figures stepped out one after another.

Death, Blood Ballad Doll, Soul Controller Ruan Ruan, and Paper Umbrella Woman all appeared together, their auras instantly silencing the surrounding tables.

Xu Xiaoyi and the other two were so startled they almost lost their footing.

The film doctor is alright; at least he looks like a human.

But these newly appeared individuals don't seem so appealing...

"Strange, mysterious?! So many?! An Jing, how many more do you have?"

Shao Ling blinked, so startled she almost lost her balance.

Xu Xiaoyi's focus was on:
"How do you manage to feed so many mouths?!"

"That little girl in the skirt just... smiled?!"

The other people in the restaurant also saw it and were extremely envious, knowing that the seemingly young girl in the corner possessed extraordinary abilities.

They desperately wanted to call for help, desperately wanted to shout.

However, due to the rules, they dared not.

Even if they could call for help, An Jing probably wouldn't listen.

At one point, An Jing truly understood the hardships faced by those who held the lanterns.

It really wasn't easy.

The mysterious figures had already sat down together, taking turns eating with their chopsticks.

Shao Ling found the scene hard to accept and tried to look away.

Death picked up his chopsticks and decisively grabbed a piece of thigh meat.

The woman with the paper umbrella gracefully dipped the vegetables under the meat into the hot oil.

Ruan Ruan leaned against An Jing, licking her fingertips with a grin, and stared at Shao Ling and Xu Xiaoyi.

The Blood Song Doll sat in a chair, rolled the meat into its mouth, and sang a nursery rhyme as it bit:

"The meat is delicious, and it's most comforting to cook it all together~"

Even the hot pot's color seemed a bit darker.

The three people sitting opposite them, Shao Ling, Xu Xiaoyi, and Bai Tianjiao, were completely shocked.

Xu Xiaoyi murmured, "How eerie."

An Jing sighed and handed her a tissue: "Calm down, doesn't it seem a little easier to swallow now?"

“…Indeed,” Bai Tianjiao said with difficulty, “they ate with great relish.”

The meat, which was originally terrifying, was somehow made "appetizing" by these strange people, and a strange atmosphere of cooking filled the dining table.

However, Shao Ling's face was still pale, and she really wanted to seduce him.

At that moment, An Jing finally caught a glimpse of... the catfish boss, that huge figure, staring intently at her.

Its eyes, reflecting a white image, revealed a deep displeasure.

But it did not move.

Not even a hint of oppressive aura was released.

As for why no action was taken?
An Jing narrowed his eyes, having already made a judgment in his heart:
As expected, the catfish owner wasn't the one who made the rules.

If it were, it would have already written "prohibiting bringing other diners to eat together" into the rules, and could even directly determine violations and impose mandatory penalties.

But it didn't move.

It can only follow the published rules.

An Jing thought to himself that the restaurant was not under its control, and felt that it was just like a supervisor, only responsible for issuing announcements and carrying out liquidation.

She spoke softly:
"The Doctor in Film"

"Ok?"

"How did the piece you just ate taste?"

“The liver is too old, there’s not enough fat, and the blood is fishy,” the doctor said calmly. “Human anger and fear can ruin the meat.”

"I see." An Jing slowly raised her head, looking at the catfish shop owner's location, her gaze cold. "Boss, it seems your shop doesn't have very good ingredients."

The catfish owner moved his fins but didn't make a sound.

An Jing has established one point:
It cannot actively modify the rules.

And there was nothing that could stop her from eating in a mysterious way.

She has even deduced its access limits:

You can only choose which rules to release, but you cannot set new rules.

The rest is up to the players to figure out through trial and error.

An Jing smiled slightly.

This is enough.

Let her figure out the rules gradually.

So this catfish shop owner isn't without flaws.

At this moment, she finally grasped the key to breaking the deadlock in this game.

The fifteen minutes passed quickly.

00:03……00:02……00:01。

"time up."

As the owner of the catfish restaurant spoke, the hot pot automatically turned off, and the heat dissipated, as if an invisible hand had pressed the pause button on this strange feast.

The air cooled, but the atmosphere remained.

The mysterious figures put away their chopsticks in perfect unison.

The Blood Curse Doll licked its lips clean, jumped off the chair, and patted its belly contentedly: "Delicious, I want to eat more~"

The woman with the paper umbrella gracefully opened her umbrella and casually wiped the corner of her lips: "Next time, you can put more Sichuan peppercorns in the spicy hot pot."

Death, expressionless, said, "It tastes good."

The Soul Controller tilted his head and smiled, still maintaining Ruan Ruan's appearance.

They were the only ones in the entire room who genuinely praised the hot pot.

Only the doctor frowned, seemingly still pondering the texture of the liver.

Meanwhile, the other human diners in the restaurant could no longer remain calm.

Some people sit motionless, their eyes unfocused, as if their souls have already departed.

Some people were muttering to themselves, laughing and crying at the same time, with bits of red oil and scraps of meat still stuck to the corners of their mouths.

Some people felt nauseous, but they tightly gripped their own necks.

They ate it, but they didn't survive.

My body is alive, but my heart is already broken.

“It’s insane,” Xu Xiaoyi said in a low voice, her voice dry as if sand had been scraped across her throat. “If this continues, many people will die.”

“This isn’t a test of the stomach, it’s a test of the mind,” Bai Tianjiao murmured. “The others will slowly break down.”

"There's no other way." Shao Ling bit her lip hard, clenching her fist, the veins on the back of her hand bulging.

(End of this chapter)