Chapter 449
Thinking about the different levels of strictness in the highest rules of the blue food tent and the white food tent, could it be that the longer one stays, the stricter the rules become?
This dining time of over five hours felt less like a privilege and more like a punishment.
Now she understood the highest rules of the red food tent and the black food tent. The next tent she would visit had to be one of these two. Remembering the tent marked by romantic tourists, she decided on the red tent for the reward of eliminating the "ordinary diners."
**[Red Food Tent Basic Rule #1: You cannot use your own race's language.]**
Yu Xunge meticulously noted all her findings.
At that moment, her juice and dessert were served. Despite keeping a close eye on the chef and what he added, she still took a moment to smell and taste each item, ensuring no extra ingredients had been added.
Then came the ghostly figure of Sang Bei, sitting across from her.
He plucked a pine needle from his head and dipped it into a bowl of thick beast oil soup that Cui He Kuang Feng hadn’t finished. He wrote in the language of the oak owl: We exchange information.
Yu Xunge looked at the soup on the table with a strange expression, wondering if this counted as waste?
She crossed her arms in a gesture of refusal.
There was no way she would share real information with him, and she wouldn’t trust what he said either. Why bother?
She packed away her juice and one of the desserts, holding the last one in her hand, just in case Sang Bei suddenly tried to knock her food to the ground.
Sang Bei mimicked Yu Xunge’s process, ordering the same juice and two desserts for himself before paying for his meal.
Yu Xunge felt no anger at him for copying her risky choices; the more he learned, the better it would be for her to set traps.
Unlike before, when the chef immediately began preparing her order upon receipt, he stood quietly for a few minutes after receiving Sang Bei’s order before starting.
Just as the chef was halfway through making the juice, Yu Xunge pressed the **[Borrow and Return]** skill hidden under the table, borrowing his skill!
—**[Press to Mute, Isolate This World]**.
Once used, it rendered all actions silent, making it an excellent skill for assassination. The skill lasted for 20 minutes with a cooldown of 25 minutes.
The description of **[Borrow and Return]** stated, "Temporarily plunder the last skill used by that player for your own use." Since the skill had been borrowed, its effects were naturally nullified for the chef.
At the moment the skill was taken, the chef’s silence vanished.
The sudden turn of events caught the chef off guard; he couldn’t stop in time, and it was only when he made a sound that he realized something was wrong.
In less than half an hour in the restaurant, another player was sent away.
At that moment, all players and diners in the Ice and Snow Restaurant turned to look at Zai Jiu Xun Ge: Was it you?
They saw Zai Jiu Xun Ge staring seriously at the spot where the chef had disappeared, as if pondering something—was she looking for her next target?
Sang Bei shifted uneasily, feeling the urge to leave immediately.
With the chef gone, who would make his juice and desserts?
Yu Xunge lowered her head and sipped her juice. She didn’t rashly use the skill; instead, she planned to use it to eliminate other players.
It wasn’t that she didn’t want to act, but after reading the skill description, she calmed down. The chef wielded such a powerful weapon yet hadn’t used it to kill diners with sound; there must be a reason for his restraint.
Was it because employees couldn’t kill diners? Or had he already killed someone, but there was a limit to how many kills each person could make?
Until she figured this out, Yu Xunge preferred to forgo an opportunity to strike rather than act impulsively.
But the blue food tent was indeed dangerous… Even if she emerged as the winner, Yu Xunge felt a chill run down her spine. Staying here for over five hours was no easy feat.
**[Ding—Congratulations to Zai Jiu Xun Ge for using the highest rule of the blue food tent to kill player Ling Cha Qing Gan. Player Qing Gan chooses to exchange one divine gift skill for the eleventh resurrection opportunity in this divine game.]**
**[You can choose to acquire this divine gift skill as your loot.]**
**[Or choose to randomly learn three rules related to the food tents as your loot.]**
**[Ding—You have drawn a kill reward: you gain +999 mana.]**
**[You have killed the "Dark Chef," and you can learn two rules of the Dark Food Street.]**
**[Dark Food Street Rule #1: Killing the "Wandering Chef" hidden in the Dark Food Street will end this divine game early, and your revenue score will increase by +5000◆.]**
**[Dark Food Street Rule #2: Killing the "VIP" hidden in the Dark Food Street will end this divine game early, and your revenue score will increase by +5000◆.]**
So the question arose: if she killed herself, would that count as killing a "Wandering Chef"?
Given the current situation, Yu Xunge found it difficult to communicate with the system directly. She reported this bug to her secretary, 913, asking for help.
Yu Xunge: "Quick, report it."
B8017913: "Will the game even listen to me?"
Yu Xunge: "Give it a try."
B8017913 tried, and surprisingly, received a response.
B8017913: "They told me to take you far away."
After receiving the reply, Yu Xunge felt disheartened.
It was impossible for her to try killing herself.
She redirected her thoughts back to the rewards, feeling a bit conflicted this time.
Should she choose the divine gift skill or the three food tent rules?
After hesitating for a few seconds, Yu Xunge ultimately chose the food tent rules.
The former was rare, but the latter could help her survive longer. To avoid being left with nothing by the corpse guards, she needed to navigate through the various food tents until the game ended.
As for staying in the blue food tent until the game concluded? That thought flickered through Yu Xunge’s mind.
If she could, she would certainly prefer it, but no one knew if there would be any new developments after five hours.
**[Green Food Tent Basic Rule #1: You cannot refuse any requests from the chef.]**
**[Black Food Tent Basic Rule #1: You must pay double the meal fee.]**
**[Purple Food Tent Basic Rule #1: Physical contact is prohibited.]**
Now, she had learned two rules each from the black, purple, and red food tents.
Yu Xunge focused her mind back on the restaurant.
At this moment, the borrowed skill had three minutes left.
B8017913 had been watching Yu Xunge’s actions and rewards, and at this moment, it realized it was even more impatient than she was. Its calculated success rate wasn’t low: "Are you really not going to act?"
Yu Xunge: "What are the odds of me escaping unscathed after calculating a player's violation? Did you calculate that?"
B8017913: "72%."
Higher than she expected, but still too low.
Yu Xunge looked at the other players. Ever since she had calculated Cui He Kuang Feng, everyone had packed their food into their bags, leaving only one portion to nibble on.
After using **[Press to Mute, Isolate This World]**, she quickly flew toward a stall with her dessert. Wherever she went, the other players in the restaurant followed her with their eyes.
Even the two stall owners looked on edge.
Though there was no evidence, everyone knew it was her.
Before she arrived, the restaurant had been fine; now, since she came, people kept dying—servers, diners sharing tables, chefs—anyone who brushed against her had met their end.
Yu Xunge crouched in front of one of the stalls. The white food tent had rules; perhaps this one did too.
She quickly wrote a line on beast skin: Stall rules, I successfully traded, help you rearrange, only 2 minutes.
Then, under the helpless gaze of the stall owner, who wanted to stop her but dared not, she swiftly piled all the items on the stall into a precarious tower, finally pressing the stall owner’s hand down on the tower of goods.
The stall owner trembled, using their remaining hand to write the stall rules for Zai Jiu Xun Ge to see: You can only buy what I recommend; I recommend this, only 1◆!!!
As the stall owner wrote, Yu Xunge crouched beside, erasing each word as it was written.
Sang Bei, who had sensed what Zai Jiu Xun Ge was doing, quickly rushed over, but worried about making noise, his movements were inevitably slow. By the time he arrived, Yu Xunge had already erased all the rules the stall owner had written, even taking the paper with her.
Yu Xunge placed 1◆ on the stall, lifted the stall owner’s hand, and, before the skill ended, neatly arranged everything back on the stall. Then she returned to her seat with the dessert.
Sang Bei, like a dog on a leash, had been led around by Zai Jiu Xun Ge, and now he anxiously followed her back.
What rules were these!
When he had previously suggested exchanging rules with Zai Jiu Xun Ge, it was all a ruse; he hadn’t even managed to extract any rules, so how could he exchange?
He didn’t even have the mood to think about what would happen to his own order. He wrote a line: Tell me the rules, and I won’t act against you in this game.
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