After a battle, the final result came out, Ding Zhu was defeated because of a pair of three, and could only take three steps back, and the remaining three people also got a different number of dishes because of the number of their victories and took a few steps forward accordingly, in the end, the middle-aged man was the first to arrive in front of the hot pot, just stood in the lattice of the hot pot, and saw the host come out of nowhere, she smiled and said: "It seems that our hot pot will start to burn soon!" Come on, let's see, is there enough food? ”

Saying that, all the dishes that were stacked on top of each other by the middle-aged uncle flew into the air, constantly spinning, and constantly displaying, but the host was announcing the names of the dishes one by one, and suddenly she shouted: "Oh my God! You've prepared spoiled dishes, do you want our food festival to end? You bad guy! We're going to punish you! ”

As he spoke, he saw a huge crack open next to the middle-aged uncle, and the middle-aged uncle fell without even making any reaction.

Everything happened so suddenly that Ding Zhu couldn't react at all, so she was stunned in place, until a few seconds later, what kept churning in her mind was the picture of a mouth-like crack suddenly opening on the ground next to the middle-aged man, directly swallowing him.

What the hell is going on?

Before they had time to think about it, everyone started to check their dishes, and sure enough, a few of them had gone bad. After throwing away the spoiled dishes, the problem was not completely solved.

The food is slowly spoiling, and they are still on the edge of the hot pot, so in the next choice, the dishes in their hands will begin to deteriorate, how can we slow down this deterioration?

I don't know what others will do, but she immediately found the tray from her pocket for the food delivery task, she had always felt that this thing was useless, but now she realized that this thing is the best weapon to deal with the current task.

Placing the rest of the dishes on the tray, Ding Zhu immediately found that the freshness of the dishes that kept falling stopped at this moment, and her heart finally relaxed.

The task continues, and there will still be confrontation below, but unlike the original situation where everyone has to find a way to win when they encounter everything, under the benefit of the master, all the machine spirits began to take the initiative to fight, and even wanted to let themselves deliberately lose the game.

Obviously, since these confrontations are set up, then the final result must be thought of, and when everyone is still choosing to delay losing the game, the confrontation has its own set of calculations, that is, the person with more dodges wins.

So, after completing two scenes of reluctance, Ding Candle saw that the boy also did it next to the hot pot, and the host began to count the dishes again, this time because the boy had already cleaned up the dishes in his hands in advance, and there was no deterioration, but there was a new situation, that is, the quantity was not enough, and the result was obvious.

The big mouth that came out of the ground directly swallowed the boy alive.

The situation became critical, and after Ding Candle and the other young nun were left on the spot, Ding Candle began to count the squares of the two people, and they both had only one square left to get close to the hot pot, and the dishes in their hands were also properly preserved.

In her hand is a tray, while in a woman's hand is a plastic bag.

And the overlapping grid under their feet is even as high as twenty-two squares, so no matter what the two of them choose in the next game, they will inevitably be bumped together.

Sure enough, after Ding Zhu made another choice, she entered the confrontation with this young woman.

Through the young man's body, he understands that he can't take the initiative to avoid it, he can't delay the battle, these are all in vain, and it won't affect the data calculation of the battle, and the road they think now is still the road to go all out.

Only by going all out can you take the initiative into your own hands.

The odds of winning against the lizard are not high, but Mahaku still won, and Ding Zhu smiled when he saw the relieved expression on the young woman's face.

Even though he and she won the competition, she took a step back, for the simple reason that she deliberately chose the wrong dish.

The woman couldn't believe that Ding Candle could still do this, she looked at the other party in surprise, and deliberately chose the wrong dish in the next battle, but she never expected that this time the host jumped out and sternly warned her about cheating, and as a punishment, she was sent directly to the front two steps, so, in the end, this young woman sat in front of the hot pot earlier than Ding Candle.

This time, the host still had a new reason, she pointed out that the woman deliberately delayed the time when delivering the dishes, and she was also devoured.

In the end, Ding Zhu was the only one left on the field, and it dragged on to the end, and she finally stood on the edge of the hot pot after the last choice.

All the lattices behind him disappeared without a trace at this time, Ding Zhu quietly looked at the host who walked to his side, she was still wearing the little red cheongsam, and she looked elated, "Congratulations, you finally won the competition, so let me start eating hot pot now!" ”

The host rubbed his hands, all the dishes in Ding Candle's hand did not fly, they were still quietly placed on her tray, and the host had already sat beside her, her eyes were unusually bright, so bright that people felt cold all over.

Ding Zhu asked: "What do you eat when you eat hot pot?" ”

"Of course, it's to eat the dishes you brought." The host smiled, poked a scarlet tongue out of his mouth, and turned around his lips, and then, the corners of his lips became bigger and bigger, and opened to his ears.

Facing the host who suddenly changed into such a look, Ding Candle's heart was very calm, as early as when the middle-aged uncle was devoured, she was already guessing the final result.

Connecting all the clues up and down, I found that it felt like everything was pointing to one point, that is, everything in this town existed for Meila Meila, although Meila Meila never appeared, but she was around everyone all the time.

She was thinking, what the hell is Meilameila?

Does she really not exist? Or has she been existing in a different way, but others don't know.

It wasn't until Ding Candle noticed this host that she couldn't help but think, maybe, in fact, he is Meilamei? Or, the whole food town, everything she sees is beautiful?