Buckets of blood spilled from my enemies, creating an ocean that I must now cross in a boat made from their bones.
My sail is their skin…
It is their last breath that blows the sails...
I will gaze into this ocean and tell my story because I will eventually find mercy and forgiveness.
I await the order to kill me, and I don't expect anything until I lose this life.
A monologue suddenly appeared in the ears of Feng Bujue and Siyu. When this paragraph appeared, all other voices disappeared. Both of them noticed something from each other's faces, and knew that the other party had heard the same thing.
content.
When this sentence was finished, the noise and chaos returned to the surroundings. The ghosts and monsters were attacking the door wantonly, and some of them had broken through the windows.
Although he didn't understand what happened just now, he didn't have time to sit there and think about it. Feng Bujue helped Xiyu up, took the lantern, and led her quickly towards the kitchen.
When they approached the counter that separated the kitchen and the canteen, the lights in the kitchen suddenly turned on, and a tall black figure was standing behind the counter, staring at the two of them.
This monster's body is human-shaped, but it has a pig head. Its exposed muscles are all pink. It is wearing a white vest and military trousers, with a bulging belly. The knotted muscles on its arms look as hard as stones.
.The appearance of this person gives people the impression that the second senior brother has finally succeeded in fitness. However, it seems that there is no nine-tooth nail rake or other things on hand...
Feng Bujue and Siyu were only separated from the monster by a counter. An indescribable sense of oppression suddenly came over them. They could all clearly feel that the terrifying aura exuding from this monster was stronger than all those surrounding it outside.
The ghosts are much stronger. Just standing face to face like this, the invisible deterrent is enough to make it difficult for them to move.
"Hello, I'm Oyink." It actually said hello to them.
At this time, a large number of ghosts had successfully poured into the canteen, climbed over the table and crawled across the floor, bullying Feng Bujue and Siyu.
Oink tilted his pig's head, pointed behind the two players, and said in a medium voice: "Get out of my territory, now!" He said the last two words with emphasis.
Tone.
The ghosts actually stopped moving after these words. They could only glance reluctantly at the two prey that were already at their mouths, and then left angrily.
"Go there and sit down." After the ghosts receded, Oink pointed to the table closest to the counter and motioned for Feng Bujue and Siyu to sit there.
The two exchanged glances and reached a tacit understanding. They came there together, put the lantern on the table, and sat down facing each other.
There is no doubt that the fifth mission in the ballad has begun. What is more gratifying is that the plot related to this pig-headed uncle does not seem to need to be solved by fighting. Because judging from its murderous aura, it is even two people.
All players have full status, and they will definitely die if they fight it.
After Feng Bujue and Xiyu sat down, Oink began to work. He took out some things from the refrigerator, then came to the cooking table and started washing and cutting...
Standing up and walking rashly might have bad consequences. Feng Bujue didn't want to take that risk, so he just straightened his neck and looked in. But the cooking table was close to the wall at the other end of the kitchen, and Oink was as big as a mountain of meat.
Feng Bujue's sight was completely blocked by his body.
From the sound, Oink must have taken out two large pieces of meat from the freezer, removed the skin, chopped them into several pieces, and threw them into the soup pot that had been filled with water for two days, including the bones and meat.
As someone who cooks frequently, by listening to the sounds and smelling the food in this quiet environment, you can roughly know what the other person is doing.
Feng Bujue is familiar with things like people cooking pigs. From today's perspective, the process of pigs cooking people seems to be similar...
But Feng Bujue has no experience in cooking human flesh, let alone what that kind of broth smells like. Assuming that one of the two pieces of meat cooked by Oyink is of its kind, and the other is of Feng Bujue’s kind, then
"Which bowl of human flesh and which bowl of soup" in the ballad
I'm afraid you really have to "taste it" to tell the difference.
Oink is really fastidious and cooks carrots, onions, potatoes, celery, minced garlic, red wine, butter, bay leaves, various spices, etc. Not to mention how good his knife skills are.
The aroma shows that both pots of soup are good in terms of seasoning.
Neither Feng Bujue nor Xiyu had any intention of getting up and running away. They knew very well that that wouldn't work. Even if Oink didn't stop him, the ghost wouldn't let them go when they got outside. It was better to use the precious time.
After resting the two pots of soup for more than an hour, Oink was busy, adding seasonings and adjusting the heat from time to time, as if he had completely forgotten the existence of the two players.
This is a good thing for Xiyu's injury. After a long rest, it can be seen from the menu that the condition has finally disappeared. She no longer needs to continue to press the wound with her hands, but her survival value is still not much, only returning to 20
about.
Different from the physical value, the player's survival value recovers very slowly, and the recovery speed is only about one-tenth of the physical value. Passive skills, potions, and medical treatments can all come in handy at such moments, but it is a pity that these two have none.
, will do neither.
Silence and quietness are the hotbed of thinking. Feng Bujue has been thinking about things during this time. He reorganized all the information he got after entering the script, analyzing the current situation and the meaning of the last song...
Feng Bujue had heard of the name Oink before, but he couldn't remember when or where he heard or saw it. He spent half of his time exploring the attic of his brain.
After more than an hour, he finally dug out the fragment of memory.
Oink the Butcher of Paradise.
Feng Bujue gradually recalled that the monologue he heard before was the words Oink left before his execution.
That book is a short comic that tells a dark and heavy story. In terms of content, it is far deeper than this script. I guess the Oink in front of me has little to do with the protagonist in the story. It’s just that
The name and appearance are just the same.
Maybe the system is trying to use this monster to satirize something? Feng Bujue couldn't help but think that the hybrid life form Oink who once sent his kind to the slaughterhouse every day has finally cooked the humans who created and enslaved him.
It's not a very popular move...
A sound brought Feng Bujue back from his thoughts. He looked around and found that Oink had turned off the fire and was filling two bowls with soup.
