Chapter 420
There is only one answer: find the inspector hidden among the diners, invite them to the restaurant as guests, provoke them, and only by dying at their hands can one achieve a normal kill count, with the lightest punishment.
If executed well, in the most ideal and perfect scenario, being eliminated in the last round of twelve would only require enduring five death penalties, while ensuring the skill icon remains intact.
And her three teammates just happened to be the activity gift pack, the level 17 demon king, and the cosmic wanderer whose power absolutely exceeded the 17th tier.
As long as they could find the inspector, stir up trouble, and infuriate them, she too would be killed in the process...
**Chapter 545: Divine Game: Mischief Restaurant 51**
Once killed by the inspector and losing her position, she would face another problem: after leaving the restaurant, some game rules that needed to be completed within the restaurant would become impossible to fulfill, leading to divine punishment.
She calculated the game rules she had already figured out; there were only five rules, like "the number of dishes washed per hour must exceed 100," that were tied to the restaurant environment, which was still somewhat acceptable.
Having played this game until now, Yu Xunge had triggered divine punishment nearly forty times—just for attending classes and consuming the energy-restoring dishes she had made herself, she had already violated the rules several times.
Fortunately, achievement rewards and activity gift boxes had allowed her to regain some health, and although her attributes couldn't be enhanced yet, at least she could replenish them immediately after leaving the battlefield.
The Abyss-level Mist Blade with a power level of 15 had to adhere to 45 rules. Comparing that to her own game rules, if she wasn't mistaken, the demon kings from levels 15 to 85 had to follow 54 rules, and the 19th-tier overlords would have even more outrageous requirements.
Moreover, with highly targeted exclusive rules, the higher a player's power, the weaker they would become in the divine game, making it even harder to maintain their current strength.
It was understandable that players would cling to their hard-earned power and participate in the game within the time limit.
However, she didn't think these players were without options.
Those royal families already in power could easily gather various divine gifts that enhanced attributes, recruiting their owners and pooling their clan's strength to compensate for their losses in the divine game.
In fact, if Yu Xunge weren't so stubborn about relying on herself for everything, she could have simply asked for help from Dinghai, and they would have stepped in.
Unfortunately, no matter the type of game, she had an innate preference for solo play that she couldn't change, even if she listed out hundreds of benefits or explained a thousand reasons.
Yu Xunge focused her mind and began to think about how to deal with the various situations that might arise.
If her three colleagues were unwilling to gamble on a surprise blind box, and assuming her deductions were correct, then the Octopus Barrel, the Mai Mang Crab, and Rabbit No. 4 formed a community of interests. Even if they had slight disagreements among themselves, it was not something she could involve herself in.
She had no say in the matter.
All she could think about was how to seize the position marker after becoming a black household.
But she wondered how easy it would be to find the position marker once it scattered.
Just then, she heard a sound from afar, like a heavy bag of coins hitting the ground, loud and jarring.
At the same time, she caught a glimpse of a red beam of light shooting up into the sky on the horizon.
The restaurant was still open-air, and she flew up above it to look out. Soon, that red beam of light vanished.
She immediately opened the battlefield chat channel, where players were still discussing the harsh game mechanics, but now some were starting to ask what the red beam was.
Perhaps there was no need to hide this information, or perhaps the players who couldn't grab it felt a sense of revenge; answers quickly appeared in the chat.
**Qiu Long·Ying Shi:** It’s the position marker.
**Ze Lan·Fei E:** What a grand way to get fired.
**Jian Qi·Fei Lie:** I thought someone lost their skill icon.
**Cui He·Xiang Sui:** Has it started so soon? Who's in such a hurry to get hired...
**Mo Bei·Gao Fu:** How do you get hired? Do you just touch it to get it?
As they spoke, the place where the red beam had appeared made the same commotion again.
The sound of coins hitting the ground, the red beam shooting into the sky.
**Mai Mang·Xie Xie:** Fired again? So soon?
**Qiu Long·Ying Shi:** You have to stand in the red beam for 3 seconds to successfully pick it up.
**You Ling·Sang Bei:** What a cruel mechanism!
**Ze Lan·Feng Tang:** If they don’t want players to survive the hiring process, they should just say so.
**Dong Hai·Jing Man:** That’s not even the worst part; the most vicious part is what Qiu Long·Ying Shi is hiding.
**Dong Hai·Jing Man:** Once you become a black household, you automatically enter stealth mode.
**Ze Lan·Fei E:** The gods can go to hell!
**Bao Nu·San Lun:** Game announcement: Ze Lan·Fei E wants the gods to go to hell.
**Jiang Qin·Suan Tou:** Game announcement: Ze Lan·Fei E wants the gods to go to hell.
**Wu Bai·Ti Ta:** Game announcement: Ze Lan·Fei E wants the gods to go to hell.
**Ze Lan·Fei E:** ...Can you all just disconnect already?
Yu Xunge suppressed the urge to reply.
She wanted to tell the gods to go to hell too!
A black household automatically enters stealth mode, and the position marker can only be successfully picked up after holding it for 3 seconds...
Did they even want people to get hired anymore?!
She watched for a while longer; the red beam remained in place, with no players picking it up. She didn't know if they were still fighting over it or if they simply didn't want to get hired just yet.
Yu Xunge returned to the kitchen to continue preparing dishes.
The little seahorse that had been perched on her shoulder, watching the commotion, turned off the battlefield chat channel and asked her, “Are you afraid of surprise eggs too?”
Yu Xunge replied, “Yeah, I am.”
The little seahorse asked, “Why? The chances of being chosen are so low, and even if you are, there’s a 30% chance of getting a gift box. Isn’t it worth a gamble?”
Yu Xunge explained, “I don’t know what Mai Mang Xie Xie is thinking; I can only tell you my guess.”
“Go ahead.”
“This game mechanism has nothing to do with luck or willingness to gamble. The word ‘random’ means a loss of control for players who already possess great power. They can’t hold the initiative in their hands; no matter how well they perform, they can only wait for an unknown fate to descend. Once chosen, there’s no chance to resist, and that feeling is just terrible.”
Dying in the pursuit of the position marker was better than being randomly selected and then directly punished.
Moreover, those confident in their strength would surely believe they could keep winning.
Besides, can you gamble once or twice and still gamble twelve times?
The little seahorse said, “Alright, I might understand a bit now. Xie Xie really doesn’t like random things.”
Yu Xunge didn’t want to close the conversation too definitively; she said, “But how the strong think specifically, I’m not sure. Perhaps some strong players are just born thrill-seekers, or maybe being chosen and killed is just a game to them, not an offense.”
For every player unwilling to gamble, there would naturally be those willing to take the risk.
The little seahorse crossed its arms and said seriously, “I get what you mean, but I have one last question.”
It was rare for the little seahorse to be so serious, and not only was the topic they were discussing profound, but it also hadn’t spewed any trash talk. Yu Xunge patiently asked, “Go ahead.”
So the little seahorse said, “You’re right about everything, but I can’t help but think that you really don’t need to be afraid of surprise blind boxes. You have no initiative wherever you go, right?”
Yu Xunge: “…”
She had let her guard down; what was meant to come had finally arrived.
**Chapter 547: Divine Game: Mischief Restaurant 52**
Yu Xunge was too lazy to explain to the little seahorse. The key issue now wasn’t whether she was willing to draw a surprise blind box, but whether her colleagues would let the restaurant close down just to leave their jobs.
If she explained, it would only serve to indirectly validate the little seahorse’s trash talk.
How she wished these three colleagues could be a bit more sensible. If they couldn’t find the inspector, they might as well go out and find a black household to help them out, so they wouldn’t drag her down with them.
With a knife pointed toward the dining area, Yu Xunge smiled and said, “Get out.”
The little seahorse shook its head and left, hands behind its back, “You’re breaking down.”
New customers kept coming into the restaurant, and the kitchen was constantly busy with fire and ice. Some dishes even required lightning, but fortunately, the restaurant’s cooking tools had various modes.
She tore off the leaves of a vegetable and fried them until they held their shape, using them as takeout boxes.
Then, for every dish she prepared for the customers, she would set aside a portion and pack it into her backpack.
Each dish was packed while ensuring it met the minimum edible effect, making sure that her portion would still have the desired effect, and the remaining dishes wouldn’t lose points for the slight reduction in quantity.
The little seahorse noticed her actions; it wasn’t stupid.
However, it didn’t go and report her to the Octopus Barrel. Instead, it quietly said, “Can you make one for me too?”
Without looking up, Yu Xunge asked, “What can you give me?”
The little seahorse rummaged in its belly and pulled out a small piece of white coral, “How about this? If you crush it, you’ll be invincible for 5 seconds.”
Yu Xunge took it, checked the item information, and had B8017913 verify it. Once confirmed, she said, “One piece of coral for one dish? These are all 1-star and 2-star delicacies!”
The little seahorse glanced back at the Octopus Barrel guarding the restaurant entrance and then quietly cursed, “Should I just give you a pound instead?!”
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