Shortly after leaving the pediatric clinic, Feng arrived at the cafeteria. The lighting here is neatly lit, and the light is brighter than in the hallway. At a glance, the entire space can be seen at a glance.

Despite its size, the layout of the restaurant has a very crowded feel. All the tables and chairs are closely arranged, and the chairs are welded together with the table; The gap between the tables was just right for one person to walk through.

The food distribution counter is directly connected to the kitchen and is located on the east side of the restaurant. On the west side is an aisle where several vending machines and some trash cans are placed; There is an exit at the north and south ends, connecting Building A and Building B on the first floor of the hospital.

After this period of exploration, Feng Bujue faintly found a problem...... With the exception of the chaotic corridors and the "Room 125" where there is no zài, there is a subtle sense of incongruity in all the rooms of this hospital. This feeling can be summed up in one sentence: "There is no extra space", as if the building is filled with so many rooms that the layout of each room seems stretched.

"It's slow." A familiar voice suddenly came into Feng Buju's ears.

Brother Jue turned his head sharply, and he saw ...... From the kitchen, a burly figure came, with a pig's head and a human body, murderous.

"You ......" Feng Buju's expression changed slightly, "Why are you here?" ”

"Why can't I be here?" As Oinker spoke, he quickly approached.

At this time, Feng Bujue suddenly discovered...... The other party also copied a kitchen knife in his hand.

"What do you want to do?" He quickly jumped back, pulled out a folding knife, and prepared to resist.

"Don't be surprised, don't be crazy." Oinker replied, "You're using Lester's body right now, and if I really want to cut you, you won't be able to parry." When he said this, he had already walked up to Brother Jue.

Feng Bujue was not surprised that Oink's ability to see through his own body, the last time they met, he judged that the other party was the only one, and it was normal to have this ability. But at this moment, Brother Jue really didn't know why the other party appeared, and ...... What is the purpose of the appearance.

"I'm just here to bring you something." Oinker continued.

Before the words fell, he saw that the hand he was holding the knife flipped over, turned the handle of the kitchen knife forward, and handed it to Feng Bujue.

Brother Jue hesitated slightly, then reached out and took the knife.

The moment he got his hands on the item, he quickly began to browse:

[Name: The Blade That Must Break the Defense]

[Type: Weapon]

[Quality: Perfect]

[Attack: ??? 】

[Attributes: None]

[Special Effect: When the defense of the slashed target (including players, monsters, and NPCs) (in some cases, depending on the part being killed) is "strong" or higher, the attack power of this knife will always be judged to be 0.1 higher than the opponent's defense]

[Equipment Condition: Combat Mastery A, Bind after equipping]

[Can you bring out the script: Yes]

[Notes: Under normal circumstances, this is a blunt knife that cuts at everything.] But when necessary, it can cut off a qiē. 】

Feng Bujue finished looking at the description of the item, and immediately looked at the other party excitedly, and thanked him with his unique humor: "Second senior brother! Your great kindness......"

"Be serious when you say thank you!" Oinker roared and slapped him in the face.

Feng Bujue's whole body was slapped up by this slap, and he turned in the air for two and a half weeks before landing, and he was very unlucky to fall on the blade of the kitchen knife.

Two seconds later, he jumped up again, opened his mouth and shouted, "Even me......"

"If you dare to say, 'Even my dad didn't hit me,' I'll whip you again." Oinker interrupted.

"Cut ......" Brother Jue snorted unhappily and whispered in his mouth, "Stop me from complaining...... Believe it or not, I stabbed me......" As he read this, he suddenly realized that he had just fallen on the knife, and he was not cut off, but just a little bit......

"You have a rough understanding of the characteristics of this knife now, right?" Oinker seemed to understand something from Jue's eyes, and he continued, "Actually, this is the kitchen knife you gave me in the first place, and now it is considered to be returned to its original owner. ”

"Hmm......" Feng unconsciously heard this, thinking for a few seconds, "I said...... Brother Ao, we are not related to each other, why are you ......?"

"Didn't I say that?" Oinker continued, "I'm just here to 'piggy' something for you. ”

Feng Bujue's expression changed: "Oh? So...... Are you trusted? ”

"Yes." Oinker replied, "The knife in your hand was personally transformed by [Seal Jiezun], and he asked me to bring the knife to you. ”

When Brother Jue heard this, he immediately said in his heart: "Nothing to offer, either a traitor or a thief......"

However, he remained silent on the surface, and continued in a ruffian-like tone: "What? Does Zhu Jiezun want to win me over? ”

"There's no talk of co-opting......," said Oink, "to quote him...... 'This man is mad and unconscious, and eats soft rather than hard; Give him some benefits and help with communication. ’”

"Hehe...... Brother Jue sneered twice, "then...... I guess he asked you to 'carry' something for me. ”

"Just one word." Oinker took the opportunity to say, "[Demon Corpse] is actually a key. ”

"The key......" Feng Bujue muttered, "I have a headache when I hear these two words now......"

"I've already brought the words." Oinker said, reaching into his trouser pocket again, and then, literally, pulling out a key, "Take this." ”

Feng didn't think much about it, anyway, he took what the other party handed over.

[Name: Blood Bank Key]

[Genre: Drama related]

[Quality: Normal]

[Function: Open the door of the blood bank]

[Can I bring out the script: No]

[Note: I don't know why, this thing is actually in the hands of a cook.] 】

"I say......" Feng Bujue looked up at Oink, "you shouldn't be from this hospital, right?" ”

"It's not."

"Then how did you have this key?"

"I found it from the cook here." Oinker replied.

"Uh...... Where's the cook here? When Feng Bujue asked this question, he already had a very bad guess in his heart.

"It's simmering in a pot." Oinker said, "You can go to the kitchen and eat that pot of things in a moment, and you can immediately return to a full state." ”

"Huh...... Hehe......" the corners of Brother Jue's mouth twitched, "Xie ...... Thank you. ”

With that said, Oinker prepared to leave. But just as he was about to turn around, he seemed to remember something again, and said, "Oh, by the way, that knife, you'd better put it in your dimensional pocket......" He paused, his eyes changed slightly, "The space you are in at this moment, I'm afraid it's a little different from what you imagined......"

"Uh...... My bags have been locked. Feng Bujue said bluntly.

"It's so troublesome...... Oinker shook his head, stepped forward, snatched the kitchen knife, and stabbed it diagonally into Jue's chest.

Next Second...... That thing was actually forcibly stuffed into an unaware bag.

"Wow!" Brother Jue's eyes lit up, "Brother Ao! Can you help me get something out? ”

"I can't." Oink's reply was both crisp and firm, "Goodbye." With that, he turned and walked away.

Feng Bujue didn't mean to continue to entangle with the other party, because the back of this "Butcher of Heaven" seemed to be telling such a sentence - "If you dare to come over, I will whip you." ”

…………

After Oink's departure, Jue Ge did not rush to the vending machine to get the task items, but went to the kitchen first.

This time, he was a little more careful, and in order to prevent the collapse of the room after getting the plot items, he decided to survey the environment first, and then go to get a cold beer.

"Huh~ What's going on here?" As soon as Feng Bujue entered the kitchen, he saw blood and internal organs all over the wall......

On the cooking table not far from him, there was also a white wolf's head, and the white wolf's face had some anthropomorphic features, looking like a werewolf or something. But this guy's body is gone...... Or rather...... It's simmering in a pot.

After thinking for a few seconds, Brother Jue understood the general situation here.

"Hmm...... This is undoubtedly the cook in the hospital cafeteria......" Feng Bujue muttered, "So...... The original two events here should be 'exchange candy for blood bank keys' and 'exchange meal cards for a meal that can restore blood'. He paused, "And now Oink's direct use of violence has saved me these two steps." ”

Thinking of this, Brother Jue immediately slapped the table and shouted: "What is Lao Tzu eating that moldy sandwich for?" Why! ”

After being depressed for a while, he could only give up, uncover the pot and start eating the broth made by the white wolf cook......

In any case, this pot of wolf meat (let's call it wolf meat) soup is at least freshly cooked with fresh ingredients. It's much better than the sandwich that has been sitting for a long time.

In addition, Oink's craftsmanship is also good, and the things he makes are not unpalatable. Of course, even if it's really hard to eat, it doesn't matter if Feng Bujue is there......

After eating some broth, Brother Jue's survival and physical fitness values returned one after another.

He then searched the kitchen and dining room......

In addition to pots and pans in the kitchen, there are naturally knives. Even if it's just ordinary kitchen utensils, it's stronger than the folding knife in Brother Jue's pocket, so he just picked a random one to defend himself.

But...... That's all there is to it, he searched for a long time, but he didn't find anything else valuable.

So, Feng Bu Jue finally came to the vending machine and took out the coins in his pocket.

"Wait......" When he was about to vote, he thought of another question, "If I buy it now, it is indeed a cold beer, but if I put it in my pocket for a long time, won't this wine become warm......" RS