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Chapter 243 The Seasoning of Life

In the world map in front of Ren Suo, the cities to choose from are densely packed and scattered with stars. Screening them with the naked eye may be enough to make Ren Suo look cross-eyed.

In the upper left corner of the world map, it shows "Number of days left: 10 days", "**Collection amount: 0", and the icon of "**Collection amount" is a cup.

In the upper right corner of the world map, the "City List" option appears. After clicking it, a list of cities sorted by English alphabet appears.

Among them, the city's data mainly includes: "area", "people flow", "country" and the blood-red "hidden concentration".

"Hidden concentration" represents the number of "customers" hidden late at night. The higher the hidden concentration, it means that there are many "customers" who do not appear at all during the day, holding back their stomachs and hiding in the dark very hungry.

Ren Suo can choose to 'walk ghost' in one city for ten days, or 'walk ghost' in a different city every day. As long as the game character can survive one night, there will be no problem.

"Then just choose one..."

Let the cities be sorted according to "concentration of concealment", and Ren Suo quickly picked his target: Hong Kong, the city ranked tenth in "concentration of concealment", displayed as three skulls.

Our city is not far from Lianjiang. It is one of the important import and export ports of Xuan Kingdom. It can even be said that Lianjiang and Hong Kong have always been mixed together. The language habits of the two places are similar. Ren Suo often watched TV series on Hong Kong TV when he was a child.

and animation, but he has never been to this city.

After choosing a city, the next step is to design your own character.

Ren Suo then let himself go again: last time in "The Magician Under the World Tree", he used male characters throughout the whole process. This time, he had to play a female character, right?

And to be fair, if you go for supper late at night, you can sit in front of a beautiful stall owner and watch her work hard to prepare food for you, bending down from time to time to reveal her beautiful body curves, and her beautiful face in the hot steam.

I will break out in a fragrant sweat, and then hand the food to you with a smile...

No matter how hard he smashes his mouth, he will have everything in his dream. In reality, when he goes to have a late night snack, at most there will be a big-bodied cafeteria lady pushing a plate of crayfish to him with a 'pop' sound.

In order to realize his dream, Ren Suo chose an oriental woman from the template that was more in line with his aesthetics and started the game directly.

The screen fell into darkness again, and when it lit up again, he saw the female shop owner pushing the food cart into a forest park with only dim street lights. From the flashing signboard, Ren Suo saw the word "Kowloon".

On the road, Ren Suo could see some homeless people staying in the park, and even one or two patrolling security guards, but none of them seemed to pay attention to the female shop owner, who pushed the car to an inaccessible place before stopping.

The female shop owner parked the food truck, turned on the lights, hung up the menu, and washed the kitchen utensils in a short time. She glanced at the dark and deserted park outside, lowered her body and took out the pan, and when she straightened up

At that moment, the first 'customer' appeared in front of the food stall.

That was a man whose age could not be discerned.

He has a cold and depressive handsome appearance, with crow's feet at the corners of his eyes, but overall he looks very young. He is wearing a long-sleeved sportswear that looks like a running suit, his hair is a little fluffy, and his eyes are cloudy. He is sitting quietly at the food stall.

on a high backrest chair.

Ren Suo didn't hear his footsteps or the sound of sitting down at all.

"Is there anything you want to eat?"

This was not Ren Suo's active communication, but the automatic voice built in by the female shop owner. She looked at the man in sportswear, her tone neither sad nor happy.

The man glanced at the menu: "You didn't write how much."

The female shopkeeper patted the wall on the left side of the food stall. There was a sentence written in eight languages: "One life, one good meal, pay first and eat later, small business, no credit."

The man nodded and said, "A bowl of egg noodles and a bottle of mineral water."

The female shopkeeper started to get busy, preparing food and giving him a bottle of mineral water. At this time, the man said: "My life... is very boring."

"When I was young, my father left because of an affair and disappeared. My mother raised me alone and sent me to study abroad. When I came back from studying abroad, I couldn't find a good job, and in order to keep up with the fashion, I became an actor."

"I acted again and again, but nothing improved. Then I changed my mind and became a clown actor. On the screen and off the screen, I pretended to be an eternally happy clown. Other audiences, colleagues, and directors,

They all look at me this way, and the characters I play are always the ones who make people laugh."

"But I know I'm not this kind of person. I've tried to change, but it's meaningless. If you wear the mask for a long time, you can't take it off."

"My parents' failed marriage seems to have extended to me. I was lucky enough to come into contact with several very good girls, but as long as we got closer and as long as they had a little glimpse of my true face behind the mask, they would all leave me without exception.

Understand, no one needs to be someone else’s trash can.”

"Then I……"

At this time, the man's voice suddenly became double loud, strange and harsh. Strange black smoke floated from his body, converging on his head to form a ferocious face, similar in appearance, but with tear makeup and exaggerated purple lips.

phantom.

The phantom stared closely at the female shopkeeper, with a stern gaze from her eyes whose whites were larger than the eyeballs.

"……I'm hungry."

"I really want to eat those people's faces. They are smiling so happily. Their faces must be very elastic and delicious, right? What do you think?"

The man raised his head, the whites of his pupils turned black, his eyeballs turned white, the blood vessels around his eyes swelled, his blood veins knotted, and a cold breath like a sword came out of his mouth.

The mineral water he was holding actually had water droplets coming out of the bottle. This is a phenomenon where water vapor in the air condenses when it encounters low-temperature objects. Normally, anyone who drinks Coke will see water droplets on the wall of the bottle.

Although he didn't know how long the game time was, Ren Suo remembered that when he walked along, almost all the homeless people he saw were sleeping on benches in short-sleeved vests. I'm afraid it was still summer in August.

This man was wearing a long-sleeved sportswear and could breathe out cold air. The water bottle he held turned into cold water so quickly.

The female shopkeeper also prepared a bowl of egg noodles at this time, but she did not hand it over immediately, but opened a drawer:

"What ingredients are used...?"

Ren Suo was dazzled by the various ingredients listed in the drawer: "hope", "happiness", "calm", "father's love", "mother's love", "regret", "anger", "love", "understanding"

”, “freedom”, “humor”… there are dozens of ingredients.

"Is this the game session?" Ren Suo was stunned. He didn't understand what this was about, so he randomly selected the two ingredients "Happiness" and "Love", and then the game showed another prompt:

"How much to add...?"

Two pillars appeared on the screen, with "Happiness" and "Love" written on them. A confused Ren Suo raised the scales of both pillars to half.

Then Ren Suo saw the female shopkeeper put a spoon into two seasoning bottles, scooped out three spoons of yellow crystals and three spoons of pink crystals, and poured them into the egg noodles.

When these seasonings fall on the noodle soup, they immediately dissolve and disappear without a trace.

The female shopkeeper pushed the egg noodles to the man and said, "Your egg noodles are ready."

The man silently picked up the wooden chopsticks and ate the noodles one chop at a time, then the ham sausage, then the eggs and vegetables, and finally he picked up the bowl and drank up the soup base.

"It tastes so fishy, ​​it makes me feel so happy, and love chokes me like a fish bone. And..." The man looked at the female shopkeeper: "I'm still very hungry."

Does this mean you want another bowl? Ren Suo blinked.

"Unfortunately, I no longer have the life to pay for another bowl of noodles."

Soon enough, the game screen instantly shattered and entered a turn-based battle screen!

The man was completely swallowed by the phantom, and his sportswear transformed into a purple suit. His tear-stained face was clearly crying, but his purple lips made it seem like he was smiling:

"My whole life has been like this, why don't you laugh? Don't you think it's funny? Don't you all love to laugh? Laugh!"

The enemy's blood volume was 800/800, which didn't look like much. Then Ren Suo looked at the female shopkeeper's blood volume:

50/50.


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