The sixth day was spent in darkness, and the sky no longer seemed to be able to regain its brightness during the day. Sadako Takahashi finally said goodbye without saying goodbye, cruelly announcing that she would be the last day of b Moli after the convulsions and then entering a normal rhythm to recuperate, striving to break out on the last day.

She told Takahashi Sadako's abilities and everyone in detail, and everyone fell into a long silence. Fujiwara Ichiro finally died in such a strange reversal of time, if it happened to any of the Awakened...... And that's not Sadako Takahashi's only ability.

Probably the saddest of them all is Keiko, who is curled up in the corner with the camera in her hand and is motionless.

"I think we've fallen into a misunderstanding now, time reversal should be Takahashi Sadako's last trick, for what we have to think about is ......" Ouyang Ye heard some strange voices in the middle of speaking, like ...... The sound of porcelain colliding?

He suddenly stopped and turned his head with a dark face, glaring at Mo Li with a murderous expression.

"Huh? Go on, let's listen. Mo Li brushed the enoki mushroom in the hot pot white soup, dipped a little vinegar and chewed slowly, and found that Ouyang Ye was emitting a death light wave at him, and said kindly, "Do you need me to fill in a pair of chopsticks?" ”

Moli put a large mandarin duck hot pot on the spot, I don't know where to find an induction cooker and equipped with a universal backup power supply, the hot pot "Gudu Gudu" is bubbling with fragrant blisters, and the white soup is thick and the red soup is spicy. Lamb rolls, beef rolls, tofu, soybean sprouts...... More than 20 kinds of ingredients are arranged around the hot pot on the floor. The fox girl, Hua Jian Xian, Su Qidong and Tong Yao happened to be two white soup, and two red soup were extremely harmonious.

"I said......" Ouyang Ye faintly reached the brink of an outbreak, only to find a familiar figure next to the red soup.

Luo He asked Moli for a pair of chopsticks, picked up the beef rolls and brushed them twice in the red soup and began to gulp and breathe, "Cool, I haven't eaten hot pot for a long time, haha, sure enough, I feel it when there are more people eating it!" ”

"It doesn't matter. Anyway, I still have a lot of ingredients, and so many of them add up to only five points with the utensils. Mo Li also moved to the side, Pan recovered almost just in time to find that a hot pot party was starting in the room, picked up a plate of chicken blood, poured it all into the white soup, and began to fish it with a colander.

"Don't stir it, I still put pig brain flowers in it, go to the scourge over there in the red soup!" Mo Li slapped off the messy colander with a quick start, what kind of stimulation did the young man get today and he was actually in the bland white soup bloody rain.

"Moli, have a can of beer, thank you."

Ouyang Ye was held by Wen Tao and Cong Rong on the left and right, and he was still holding a weapon with a cold light in his hand. "Don't stop me, I'm going to cut that beer-drinking second guy right now!"

The veterans of the fox life nine-tails immediately entered the hot pot mode and automatically gathered around the hot pot. Tongtong still sat beside Mo Li, obediently brushed vegetables and ate occasional slices of goose meat, but ...... Su Qidong watched with a dark face as Pan sat closer to the hot pot and began to fish for duck blood, and the latter occasionally showed a defiant look backwards.

Red soup is obviously more popular than white soup, most people are concentrated on one side of red soup, and the food grabbing is particularly fierce. In particular, Perfect Nine Beauty also accepted this setting and joined the battle for hot pot, and the meat consumption broke through the sky. Fortunately, Mo Li exchanged a lot of meat, and a spore grass stayed next to it very dedicatedly, and when the plate was empty, he spit out a plate of nectar-stained vegetables.

"I think we're going to be wiped out tomorrow." Ouyang Ye numbly brushed the shutters and dried tofu with a little peanut butter, and mechanically refused to chew.

"Relax once in a while, don't be so nervous." Mo Li patted his white soup comrades-in-arms and began to fish around for the pig brain flowers he had put earlier, "Tsk...... Sure enough, it was spoiled. ”

Su Qidong and Pan began to fight fiercely for a piece of chicken blood. Iron chopsticks are almost broken when they are clamped together...... In other words, the whole white soup was damaged, at least the complete material could not be seen.

And the red soup area is obviously the world of flowers, and he can maintain a uniform speed of eating in a ghost crying wolf. The vegetables and meat in the bowl are evenly proportioned and never seem to be missing, and every time someone finally adds food from the red soup, the next second the piece of food appears on the chopsticks of the flower strings.

"Hey, Coach, someone here is cheating with the eighth sense!"

"What kind of white food do you want to eat yourself and brush up here?!"

"I protest, go to the scourge of the white soup!"

"Huh." Hanama smiled but didn't say a word. However, a resentful spirit full of remnants appeared behind him, staring at the half pot of red soup. The hot bubbles on the red soup disappeared in an instant and became lifeless. Half-cooked meat half floating on it actually had a terrifying effect.

This is a threat from the military division! Everyone lowered their heads and stared at the hot pot silently.

So Hanama continued to happily use her eighth sense to find other people's flaws and snatch the food from the chopsticks.

In the end, even the poisonous scorpion joined the war of hot pot with a smile, probably because there were too many people in red soup, and she chose the combination of white soup and chili sauce, so the white soup formed the most terrible harmonious combination in history, ranking first in combat effectiveness, but there was almost no war about food - it was almost nothing.

"Who saw the lettuce, didn't there be another plate just now?"

"I'm sorry, I wrapped the meat and ate it."

"You two stop me, I can't eat the whole dish anymore! Be careful to put the two of you in the white soup and brush it with tahini and feed it to the evil ghosts, bastards! ”

"Yo, Captain Fox, don't put anything weird in there. Well? The winter melons are all poked. ”

"Coke Cola, it's spicy to me......"

—————— after 2 hours————————

Mo Xuan was satisfied with his tail and an extra bottle of juice in his hand, and only then could people clearly realize that the demon fox's pursuit of quality of life was outrageous.

However, in addition to relaxing and connecting with feelings, there is also a cruel sense in it.

"I'm full, and I can save breakfast tomorrow." The fox girl sighed with satisfaction, although she said this, in fact, no one would eat too much in the chaos, and they all understood that the last day of cruel baptism would be ushered in after the early morning, and Mo Li did this to see him off.

Du Ziteng probably remembered the tragic situation of the first collective hot pot, and pointed out the malice of the demon fox Sensen, "I remember that the last time I ate hot pot, the consequence was a collective monthly reading tour, and after I came back, I vomited out everything I ate from you." ”

"Are you setting up your own flag, like - the last hot pot?" The fox girl choked back with a word, she stared at the ceiling and the electric fan that kept moving at a slow speed, and came out with a sentence without a beginning or an end, "I really want to go out to see the stars......"

"Please still have a limit, hey—" Du Ziteng almost didn't lie on the wall and hit his head against the wall.

The well-fed Awoken also began to take a break, leaving the stronger players on both sides to take turns keeping vigil, and the food they ate could be digested in about two or three hours, and these delicacies were worth staying on the taste buds for a while compared to compressed food.

"There are still three hours until midnight, so let's take a break from Captain Moli." Hanama sat down next to Mo Li, cutting his fingers and drawing abstract runes on the blank rune paper with blood, and the demon fox's tail symbolically cocked and drooped.

"Presumably the so-called final boss is not what we are facing now ... [This chapter is not finished, please click on the next page to continue reading!] ］