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126. Kitchen

At the end of the conveyor belt, the red-hot stove exudes scalding heat. The red color is rich, and the richness is unknown.

Lu Li was sent to the kitchen as fish and meat.

And before long, he will become minced meat at the other end of the conveyor belt and become someone's food.

The conveyor belt rotates, and the first piled fish carcasses that fall are scattered and cover the entire conveyor belt.

Lu Li is one of them.

The plan of waiting for recovery before taking action became meaningless. Lu Li gathered his strength and used his head and neck, the only part that could move his body, to move his body towards the edge little by little.

The sound of chopping meat reached his ears clearly. Lu Li did not look at the dark strange figures. He could guess by just listening to the frequency of the machete falling. The fish carcasses passing in front of them turned into pulp.

There were still more than ten meters away from the sound of chopping meat, Lu Li finally moved to the edge. He put his shoulders on the iron sheet outside the conveyor belt, and his shoulders became the origin. Lu Li's body slid across a semicircle on the conveyor belt, completely touching the edge of the conveyor belt.

Wow——

A large piece of fish carcass was swept off the conveyor belt.

thump--

Lu Li fell down immediately, and some of the black substance stained on his body splashed away. Lu Li noticed that at this time, his body seemed to have regained some of its mobility.

When he associated the immobility with the black substance, the messy sound of chopping meat not far away disappeared. After a short time, the sound of chopping meat started again, but some of the sounds were missing.

A dark, strange figure was walking towards this side with a machete in hand.

Lu Li, who could barely move his shoulders, used his shoulders and chin to squirm under the conveyor belt. The heavy steps behind him were getting closer and closer——

If discovered by it, throwing it back onto the conveyor belt would be the best outcome.

Finally, Lu Li exerted great force and pushed over the fish carcass, rolling into the shadow of the conveyor belt.

At the same time, the huge strange figure walked outside the conveyor belt, revealing a pair of thick, deformed calves that did not look like humans.

Lu Li held his breath and quietly observed the outside.

The huge monster made a strange and vague muttering, grabbed the fish carcass that fell on the ground, and threw it onto the conveyor belt.

That hand was very strange. The strange figure was deformed, huge, and not human-like, but its palm was like a human's, with clear palms and five fingers. There were no sharp claws or thick horns, except that it was unusually large.

This makes the huge monster look extremely weird, as if it is made up of different body parts.

Hiding under the conveyor belt, Lu Li watched quietly as the pair of human palms that could easily hold a head picked up all the fish carcasses that fell around. However, the owner of the palms was still groping on the ground and scratched Lu Li's legs several times.

You can even feel the cool air flow brought up by waving your palms.

Gulu gulu——

Another vague murmur came from the invisible conveyor belt, and the hand retracted, followed by heavy steps walking away.

Lu Li temporarily escaped the fate of turning into minced meat.

"call……"

His chest rose and fell again, and Lu Li resumed breathing. After a few quick breaths, his breathing became slower and disappeared among the buzzing vibrations of the conveyor belt and the sound of chopping meat.

After waiting for a few minutes, his body showed no signs of relaxing. Lu Li temporarily concluded that the inability to move was related to the black substance covering his body.

The woolen coat, life jacket and shoes were missing, and Lu Li's flashlight and some bullets were inside. However, the two psychic guns seemed to be still on him.

This gave Lu Li a certain ability to protect himself.

If operations resume.

If the psychic gun still works.

Taking advantage of the short period of safety, Lu Li began to remove the black substance wrapped around his body, but soon he discovered that it was not only himself who was contaminated by the black substance, but also everything around him.

Black matter is everywhere.

The only difference is that there is more black substance on Lu Li's body and it is more viscous.

His fingertips trembled, and he lifted it up unsteadily, clumsily unbuttoning the shirt covered with a layer of black substance.

Chirp——

The shirt fell to the ground, making a sticky sound, revealing that his body was still covered in black matter.

Lu Li exerted a little force and slowly clenched his palms into fists. The force was negligible, but it was enough.

Moving his body, Lu Li leaned against the pillar of the conveyor belt. The biting coldness made his consciousness become clearer. Lu Li used his hands that could move to scrape off the black substance on his body, and then threw it outside the conveyor belt.

Lu Li couldn't completely remove the black substances on his body, but he could make them as small as possible.

Wiping off the sticky black substance on his left arm, Lu Li used his left hand that had regained strength to wipe his right hand, then his legs and torso. The two psychic guns were also covered with black substance. Lu Li unhooked the holsters in turn and wiped them briefly.

.

The black substance like gangrene attached to the bones was scraped away bit by bit, and the power in Lu Li's body gradually emerged, but it was still powerless.

Part of this comes from the weakness that follows a coma.

After solving the problem on his body, Lu Li picked up the shirt that had turned into black and threw it aside. He twisted the shirt as if wringing out the water stains on wet clothes.

Tick ​​tock—tick tock—

Thick black liquid gathered on the surface of the twisted clothes and dripped, making a sticky dripping sound.

Wet clothes would be uncomfortable to wear, but the temperature here is so low that wearing them is better than having nothing at all.

Somewhat unexpectedly, after putting on a semi-dry shirt, Lu Li found that his body was not restricted - only the black substance staining his body would slow down his movements.

This discovery made Lu Li take off his pants and twist them half dry.

After putting on his clothes, Lu Li hid in the shadow under the conveyor belt and began to observe the "kitchen".

The kitchen is long and narrow, and the rolling conveyor belt takes up most of the space. Eight huge strange figures stand next to the conveyor belt a few meters away from the stove.

A light black door appears on the dark black wall.

That was the exit of the kitchen, but if he wanted to get there, Lu Li had to be watched by four strange figures and pass by four other strange figures before he could reach the door that led to an unknown room.

But now there seems to be no better option.

Lu Li didn't want to make a desperate move yet, so he slowly crawled out from the shadow under the conveyor belt and crouched closer to where he fell.

Those clumsy and slow "chefs" didn't pay attention to the movement of ingredients on the other side. They kept chopping the fish carcasses sliding in front of them, and the balls of minced meat were sent into the stove, where their destination was unknown.

There is a layer of thick, thick black substance accumulated where it once fell. The smooth touch is like stepping on rotten mud, especially when you occasionally step on slippery fish carcasses under the mud.

These black substances made Lu Li feel like he was drowning in a swamp, making it difficult for him to move.

He leaned against the wall, staying as far away from the center and the conveyor belt as possible to prevent the fish carcasses that suddenly fell from the fishing net. It might not kill Lu Li, but it would definitely smash him into the black material, and then he would be unable to move and be sent to

chef.

Lu Li looked up and looked around. The height of the passage he came from was about four meters high. The metal walls were smooth and difficult to climb. There was no possibility of climbing up with bare hands.

The door behind the chefs was the only way for Lu Li to leave here.


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