"Huh, nothing happened."

After all the players finished their boxed lunches, they looked at each other, but no one around them seemed to have died.

Mingmei took the opportunity to glance at the Chef God NPC standing next to her, a faint smile on his lips. He calmly watched everyone finish dinner, then put his hands in his pockets and left without any explanation.

Seeing this, Mingmei followed his footsteps.

She was curious; she wanted to know why.

"You thought I was joking with them, didn't you?"

The Chef God's voice suddenly reached Mingmei's ears as they walked down the empty corridor.

She stopped. "Wasn't it?"

"Heh~" A soft chuckle echoed in the air. He turned to look at Mingmei, his eyes full of mockery. "I never said the poison would take effect immediately."

Mingmei was speechless.

What kind of twisted sense of humor was this?

"You know, when people already have the idea that they might die, the shock of death isn't as strong.

But when someone suddenly gets the hint that they might not die, and then they suddenly die... Hmph~ They'll never forget that feeling."

Mingmei was speechless again.

You're really a pervert, aren't you?!

Mingmei stared wide-eyed at the man's back. She was at a loss for words regarding his terrible personality.

When he turned around, revealing a face that looked extremely similar to her father's, Mingmei started to get a headache.

Her father's reputation was being severely maligned!

This kind of personality wasn't copied from her father at all!

She had to go out and report this to her dad about what her uncle was doing.

"Why do you do this?"

"It's nothing~ Didn't I just say? It's just a bigger shock."

Mingmei asked with difficulty, but his answer was as casual as drinking water.

"It's a survival game, after all. People are bound to die. But life is precious. It's a waste to just die for nothing. There should be valuable experience or lessons left behind, right?"

After saying that, he didn't continue walking. Instead, he stared at Mingmei, who had been staring at him since just now, and asked, "Girl, you look familiar. Have we met before?"

Mingmei: ???

Does this game have a virus?

Seeing that Mingmei didn't answer his question, the Chef God simply took a few steps back and came in front of Mingmei again. He lowered his head, his gaze carefully scrutinizing Mingmei, then suddenly he laughed again.

This series of actions made Mingmei unable to accept it, and she quietly took two steps back.

This NPC seemed to have a problem.

"I have something to do..."

Before he could say anything else, Mingmei turned and left, alarm bells ringing in her head: [Gui Gui, did you record the scene just now?]

[Yes, Host.]

[Later, pack it up for me and send the video to… send it to the Main Brain Godfather.]

When Mingmei made this decision, she subconsciously pursed her lips. Actually, shouldn't she tell Yan Hui about this?

But, for some reason, as soon as this thought arose, she immediately suppressed it.

She rubbed her forehead, feeling that there were many things hidden in this game that she didn't know. She didn't want to explore them, but she could always sense them!

After leaving the Chef God, Mingmei ran into Mu Chen, who hadn't left yet.

"Why haven't you gone back to rest?"

"I want to take advantage of the early hour and practice a bit more."

Mingmei watched him stand in front of the wok. There was a large bowl of oil next to him, as well as the processed insect meat. She knew that he wanted to practice the operating method Zhen Hu had used when she left today.

"I'll keep you company and help you taste the dishes."

Mingmei didn't advise him to rest early. Instead, she got the cheat-copied textbook from Gui Gui and sat on the clean stove next to him, quietly reading, without interfering with Mu Chen.

Don't think that sliding the meat slices into the hot oil, stir-frying them quickly, and taking them out of the pot takes less than half a minute. But in the beginning, the finished products Mu Chen made were quite terrible.

Mingmei read the content she had planned to read today, accompanied by the repeated sound of stir-frying, the sound of oil exploding, and finally the returning quiet sound of slicing meat.

More than two hours later, Mu Chen managed to serve a plate of meat that was almost passable. He didn't add any sauce and wanted Mingmei to taste it first.

After the two of them tasted it, they started a new stage under the new plate. After the amount of oil, the temperature, the speed of stir-frying and the time were adjusted again, the two of them finally showed satisfied smiles.

"If there are no accidents, I can clear the level tomorrow too."

···

The next morning, Mu Chen didn't become the second person to leave the game as expected.

Lu Gui died in the dormitory last night.

No one expected that Lu Gui would be the one poisoned in yesterday's dinner.

Lu Xiaoyao was also dumbfounded when she heard the news.

According to her personality, if she was still in the game, she would have gloated and said something like, "Who told Lu Gui not to exchange boxed lunches with me last night? This is fate!"

However, when she really found out that Lu Gui had died and logged out, she was plunged into great fear.

[Xiaoyao, you have to walk the road ahead by yourself~]

Lu Gui's death seemed to have triggered some special switch in her. This made Mingmei, who had been paying attention to Lu Xiaoyao's state through the live broadcast, realize that at the moment Lu Xiaoyao showed extreme and abnormal emotions, the live broadcast was once again accurately cut off.

This drew a burst of scolding on the barrage.

However, on this day of learning and cooking, Mu Chen unexpectedly became a master.

And Lu Xiaoyao also seemed to have inexplicably gotten the hang of it. She started to learn to cook very seriously today, and made a comeback to become the second to last.

Afterwards, she even went to Mingmei to buy a lot of boxed lunches from her.

Lu Xiaoyao had been in a state of high tension since Lu Gui's death, extremely vigilant, and her eyes involuntarily widened when looking at others.

As long as the other players weren't blind, they could see her unstable state.

They wanted to approach her and care for her, but they didn't know where to start, because since Lu Gui logged out, Lu Xiaoyao didn't want to contact other players at all. She avoided everyone, including Mingmei.

Mingmei even suspected that Da Yao's personality had appeared, but through her verbal probing, she found that it was still Lu Xiaoyao, but she was like a frightened bird, ignoring everything except working hard to study cooking.

When choosing dinner at night, Lu Xiaoyao was also surprisingly lucky. Until all the other players logged out because of the Chef God's dinner, Lu Xiaoyao became the last one to become a master and clear the level by relying on her days and nights of practice these days.

Before the game ended, Mingmei watched the Chef God actually have a cigarette in his mouth, staring at the sky in silence.

"Aren't you leaving yet?"

Noticing that Mingmei walked towards him, he put out the cigarette in his mouth.

"Can you tell me, what's your name?"

Through these few days of observation, Mingmei was certain that the person in front of her was likely a real person playing the NPC.

Her uncle was really daring, finding someone to walk around in the game wearing her dad's skin.

"Name… I forgot."

Forgot, that means he once had a name.

"What about you? What's your name?"

"My name is…"

"Forget it, I don't want to know. I hate your face." The man turned his head to look at the sky, interrupting Mingmei's words, his eyes slightly cold. He suddenly said, "Just like I hate the bugs outside."

Mingmei: ??

Did I provoke you?