In the silent, terrifying city of death.

Zhang Yi stood in front of a café, and after sending his coordinates to the "Charming Marksmanship Goddess", Zhang Yi turned to look at the huge floor-to-ceiling windows of the café.

At this time, behind the glass window, a hanged ghost with a pale face and a weirdly crooked head was holding a cup of steaming black coffee, looking at Zhang Yi coldly.

Zhang Yi looked at the long white rope that the hanged ghost was tightening around his neck, and saw the hanged ghost's blood-red tongue sticking out of his neck more than 10 centimeters, and couldn't help but be startled and took a few steps back.

Seeing this, the white-faced hanged ghost sat his body upright, tilted his head, withdrew his tongue, smiled at Zhang Yi, and then fell his gaze on Zhang Yi's neck with a strange aura.

But soon, the long-tongued ghost saw two strange blood-red wounds on Zhang Yi's neck, and the hanged ghost seemed to remember some terrible memory, and suddenly hurriedly lowered his head, not daring to look at Zhang Yi again.

Zhang Yi was stunned for a moment, and touched his neck, at this time Zhang Yi touched two terrible wounds, and his face turned pale with surprise for a while.

At this time, a cute maid girl of 18 or 9 years old walked out of the café, the maid girl wore a double ponytail, a coffee tray on her plump chest, and her slender thighs were exposed under the maid's skirt.

"Would you like to come in for a cup of coffee, dear sir?"

Zhang Yi turned around at this time, looked at the maid girl carefully, and thought that he had made an appointment with his companion to meet, and it was not interesting to stand on the street, so he nodded and walked into the café.

There were about five or six tables of customers in the café, and the pale hanged man, with only a red tongue, sat at the first table at the entrance.

There are about a dozen customers in the shop, each seated, talking in a whisper, and although the sound in the shop is not loud, it feels more gentle than the silence of the street.

However, how many of the guests were alive and how many were dead, Zhang Yi did not know.

When he came to the store, Zhang Yi went straight to another window position behind the hanged ghost, the hanged ghost's head was low, and when Zhang Yi walked by, his eyes cautiously glanced at Zhang Yi, but he didn't dare to raise his eyes to look at him again.

Zhang Yi didn't think much about it, and after sitting down on the sofa, he looked at the maid girl next to him with an expectant face, and picked up the menu on the table.

Looking down, I was shocked to see that it was a pictorial menu for coffee and Western-style dining, but the names on the menu were a little intriguing: black sludge coffee from the cold forest, corpse soup, pasta stewed cat's eyes, bloody liver baguette, frozen fingers, and saliva-coffee from vicious dogs......

Is there really a normal person who can look at such a commodity?

Zhang Yi couldn't help but smile.

At this time, the maid girl said again: "Sir, you are a rookie player, right?" Rest assured, the food on our menu is all for players to eat, and I feel a strange smell of blood in you, and I think you will enjoy our food very much. How about a glass of Bloody Mary, this is the favorite of the Blood Clan! ”

Zhang Yi smiled again, raised his eyes to look at the little girl, and said, "I see that you have some foods on this menu that can improve the player's concentration and eyesight, which is not bad." ”

The maid girl said: "Yes sir, all the eyeball-related food in the small shop can be used to improve the player's eyesight, which is a great supplement for players who use long-range sniper guns and bows and arrows, how about it, would you like a copy?" ”

Zhang Yi looked at the menu, the food related to "eyeballs" in this coffee shop was bread, pasta and strange soup, each of which cost between 100 and 200 gold coins, and thought that "that person" seemed to have good marksmanship, so he ordered one of them.

When Zhang Yi ordered three portions of food in one go, the maid girl became very excited, and said, "Sir, don't you want a Bloody Mary or Halloween blood package, this is the favorite of the blood clan!" ”

When Zhang Yi heard this, he nodded: "Then these two will also have a copy." ”

The maid girl was so happy that she looked at the counter boss and said to Zhang Yi excitedly: "Sir, I'm sorry I took back what I just said, you don't look like a rookie player at all." ”

"My name is Cheng Cheng, the player's serial number is 97720, I am a part-time waiter, I have been in "Deathland" for a year, I wonder if I can add your friends?"

Zhang Yizhang was sitting, and suddenly received a friend request from the system, and when he looked at his friend's note, it read: "Great god, great god, take me to fly." ”

Zhang Yi couldn't help but smile and refused.

When he was rejected, the waitress Cheng Cheng frowned, looked at Zhang Yi and said, "Sir, we can make a copy together, what, don't you like it?" ”

Hearing the words "next copy", Zhang Yi smiled, thinking that he had just entered the game, and he still had to ask someone for some questions, and saw that the female waiter voice player number was ranked high, and she was enthusiastic and youthful, and there seemed to be nothing wrong with knowing such a little girl, so he took the initiative to send a friend request to Cheng Cheng.

Send a request to see, Zhang Yi looked at the other party's ID, it turned out that this girl's systematic evaluation was called: Confused genius psychic, this evaluation, there are praises and disadvantages, but it is also quite strange.

After Zhang Yi sent a friend request, the genius psychic smiled with satisfaction, looked at Zhang Yi and said, "Mr. Shadow Dancer, then I'll go and prepare a meal for you, and have a chance to make a copy together!" ”

With that, the maid girl walked away cheerfully.

There was silence beside him for a while, Zhang Yi calmed down, and looked into the store, and on the counter in the distance, a ghost boss who was about 3 or 40 years old was controlling the radio and placing an order for Zhang Yi. The boss was covered with a faint layer of mist, and the mist was filled with an ominous black gas, and he looked like a man who had fallen into the water before his death.

Zhang Yi had heard that the souls of many shop operators in the City of Death were actually real players who had died in previous games, as an atheist, Zhang Yi didn't believe in this at first, but the recent rookie trial made Zhang Yi feel as if he had entered a real terrifying space.

If "Deathland" is a real otherworld, then it seems that the soul of the dead player can really exist in this space.

It's just that it's a little too scary, and it's a bit scary to think about.

At this time, Zhang Yi noticed that outside the gloomy street, a gray taxi stopped, and a beautiful woman wearing a white dress, long black hair, light makeup, and red lips came out of the car.

"It's finally here." Zhang Yi's heartbeat accelerated inexplicably, and he subconsciously stood up.

In the distance, after the woman in the dress got out of the car, she looked left and right with some confusion, frowning slightly, and in a blink of an eye, suddenly the woman saw an anxious face behind the floor-to-ceiling glass of the café, although she hadn't seen this face for a few years, but when she saw him again, her heartbeat would still accelerate!

It's been a long time!

In the café, Zhang Yi didn't seem to have too many expressions on his face, but his heart was already surging.

Subconsciously walked towards the door of the café, and the woman on the street also walked towards Zhang Yi with a faint smile.