However, imagination is always beautiful, reality is always cruel, time is too tight, the effect is little, players do not follow the rules of the game, or even break the rules of the game, and they, the makers of the game, are in a deep endgame. It's also a sad thing to think about, they used to look at these people from the perspective of winners, laughing at their stupidity and pride, but now, they deeply feel what kind of mood those who are being played.

After recalling, the two brought the prepared food to the table, and Mingwei motioned for them to sit down and eat together, so the five people and one beast spent a slightly embarrassing lunch.

"Let's go. After Lily and Xiangling finished cleaning up the kitchen, Mingwei tasted the afternoon juice with satisfaction and decided to let them go back.

"What?" The two of them thought that they were in a catastrophe and would definitely be enslaved and abused as the object of venting, and they were already mentally prepared to crawl to survive, but they didn't expect that Duanmu Mingwei would never play cards according to reason, and they turned around again.

When I thought that my future was going to die, a window suddenly opened in front of me, what did I feel like to people?

"You're going to have an afternoon evening feast too, right?" Mingwei gently lowered the juice glass.

The two looked at each other for a moment before nodding, if their identity was not hostages and prisoners, of course they were also the second participants in the evening feast, they had been waiting for this grand event for 1 year, if they could, they didn't want to miss it.

"Then go and prepare, these two days, although the initial purpose and the final result are not satisfactory, but thank you for your courteous service. "Anyway, in the past three days, Lily and Bai Ling have paid some labor and hard work for a few of them in terms of life, aren't they?

"Thank you. Lily and Bai Ling were pleasantly surprised, so they immediately thanked them and left, in case the other party changed their minds again.

Watching the two leave in a hurry, Ming Wei lazily changed into a lazy posture.

"Weiwei, don't worry, even if I don't have these two people, I will try to cook like them. Redsleeves swore an oath. These two women all exude a similar aura to those people yesterday, that nasty smell. These smells, from the food, from the water, are constantly emitted and annoying.

"Okay, I'll wait. Ming Wei chuckled, if cooking was so easy to learn, there wouldn't be so many kitchen killers in the world. And Red Sleeves, most likely, has the potential to be a kitchen killer.

Ming Wei took Red Sleeves and Xiao Hei back to the space for training, this time the situation is very complicated, Yechen, Xue, the hidden boss of this flame base, Wu Hui, Hei Ri, Lei Qing, Xiao Wenyao, etc., are all unpredictable variables. Mingwei is actually not as calm and comfortable as she seems on the surface, she clearly knows that the situation she is facing now is actually not too good, no matter what, it is always good to prepare more before things come.

At 0:55 p.m., Mingwei, Xiaohei, and Red-sleeved came to the Tianyue station as promised. There are not only 8 beautiful guys and beauties standing, but also a lot of people who are waiting.

The Dusk Feast is a must-have project of the Flame Base for several years, but it is in a small circle, and everyone in the whole base knows about it, and everyone is curious, curious about who has been invited and permitted by the Dusk Feast, what are the conditions in this, and what are the reasons?

Standing at the door are basically these curious and inquisitive people.

The arrival of the three people of Ming Wei naturally attracted the attention of the onlookers for the first time, and the newcomers, who heard that they claimed to be from the sea, lived in a reception room specially set up for high-level VIPs as soon as they came, and also opened a mutant beast meat shop, and the mutant beast meat sold was very different. This information is enough for the people in the flame base to sigh and praise.

Now seeing them come to the twilight feast, it is not only expected by everyone, but also outside everyone's reason, the so-called expected, naturally these three people are of unknown origin, mysterious and superb, the so-called unexpected, is because, why those of them who have been in the flame base for many years, have not been selected to participate in the twilight feast, and these people, only two days later, were selected.

However, although there was some resentment, no one dared to protest and oppose, and the ranks of the four ruling classes of the Flame Base were not easy to mess with, and they had long been accustomed to submission over the years.

The handsome guys and beauties at the door are all ushers, and when they arrived, someone naturally brought Mingwei in, and brought them all the way to the door of a room on the 4th floor, the house number was 444. Compared to other ordinary doors, the gate of 444 is made of iron, very heavy, and it is a double-open gate, carved with a strange pattern, and it seems to have magical power in the dark.

"Everyone, welcome to the Twilight Extravaganza. After saying this, the receptionist who led the way left.

Ming Wei and the three of them pushed open the door of 444, and when they closed the door casually, they saw that the pattern inside the door of 444 was exactly the same as the pattern outside, and with the reflection of the indoor light, it was as if it was alive.

Some of the people in the door are acquaintances of the past two days, not to mention Yechen and Wu Hui, some of them also had a relationship with each other in the four teams' stations, and it was a little surprising that Ming Wei could see a few of the nameless teams she met on the garbage dump.

The banquet was not luxuriously arranged, surrounded by a simple and solemn white setting, with heavy blankets on the floor, and four long tables on the left and right that looked like a split "8". On the table were a few delicacies and wines, which were now very common, and at the end of the middle field, above the head of the figure "8", was a gray door of light. This light door has no frame, no support, and is so abruptly placed in the room, but it seems that no one thinks there is anything wrong.

Seeing someone coming in, the people in the door all subconsciously looked at the door, and when they saw that it was Mingwei and the three of them, they couldn't help but have a little bit of inexplicability on their faces, especially for Xiao Hei and Red Sleeves. You must know that on Mingwei's invitation, there is no name of these two people.

"Miss Duanmu, you came on time. Wu Hui walked past everyone and walked in front of Mingwei and the others. He didn't seem to notice that something was wrong, and he bowed to the other two before saying to Mingwei.

"Punctuality is a virtue. Mingwei smiled lightly.

"That's right, Miss Duanmu, please go this way. Wu Hui led a few people into the venue, "If it is 1 o'clock and the people have not yet arrived, we will wait for 10 more minutes, and we will not wait if it is overtime." ”

"The evening feast has always been so strict, right?" Mingwei sighed softly.

"If it's a real banquet, it's natural to be relaxed and casual. However, Miss Duanmu naturally knew that the evening feast was not a real banquet. Now that he has entered the field, Wu Hui also seems to be relieved, so more information is revealed between his words.

"I'm looking forward to it. "Mingwei, who already knows a lot, said that I am not curious. The soldiers are coming, the water is coming to cover the earth, from the moment he was thrown into the ocean by the masked man, this matter is destined to be irreversible. Entering the flame base and participating in the evening feast, all of this has the faint handwriting of the masked man, and also has the impetus of the night hour.

Mingwei spent most of her time observing the participants at the scene, no way, the same kind of induction was too strong, this kind of intense emotion mixed with excitement echoed in her cranial nerves, urging her to do something that caused trouble. It's an instinct, just like Mingwei's reaction every time she encounters her kind in the last days, but this time there are so many people gathered that this instinctive reaction, which seems to be hidden in genes and blood, is about to control her actions as if it were actually in control.

Mingwei looked around, this reaction seemed to be the only one she had, but this should not have been, judging from past experience, this reaction should exist in every kind of person, without exception, so, in the flame base, why is only herself, who has a strong sense of this reaction?

Mingwei remembered the mysterious lifeforms she found hidden in the water source when she first came. Could it be that it has something to do with them? Suppose these lifeforms have some kind of control function, and if these lifeforms are in the hands of Yechen or Xuechen, then the conclusion that can be drawn is that in fact, all the lives of the same kind are in the hands of those two or a few people, and everything is just a game that has been arranged.

Mingwei's nerves tensed a little tighter.

Ming Wei was looking at everyone, and everyone was also looking at Ming Wei, on the eve of the start of the evening feast, everyone didn't want to make any extraneous branches, so in addition to silently paying attention to this legendary mysterious figure, there was nothing to come into contact with. As we all know, the evening feast is a competition, in which there are no longer many years of friends, and there are no more enemies, and all the others are left with only one identity, that is, opponents.

As the hour hand crossed the agreed 1 o'clock and slowly approached the last time, the banquet scene gradually calmed down, and in the quiet space, the ticking of the hour hand began to gradually become clear, and finally hit everyone's hearts like a hammer.

"Click, click, click. As the countdown sounded louder and louder, finally, at 13:10, it arrived.

"Smack, smack. Yechen clapped his hands twice, signaling the audience to focus on him.