Chapter 1: The Unluckiest Travelers in History
The afternoon sun shines through the transparent glass and falls into the castle's dining room. A little bit of color on the glass makes the sunlight reflect the brilliant colors, which is beautiful.
Unfortunately, no amount of sunlight can make the faces of the traversers look good.
On the contrary, because the sun was shining, the luster of the food on the plate in front of them was reflected on their faces, making them all green, like the legendary "forgive her, of course" lovers.
Inside the delicate silver dinner plates, which are like handicrafts, are plates of emerald green and green grass.
It is produced by a celebrity chef who has multiple professional certifications, is proficient in Chinese, Japanese and French cuisine, and has even served as a chef in a two-Michelin-starred restaurant. After several processes, the original astringency is removed as much as possible, so that the taste is rich and delicate enough to serve as food.
Weed.
The traversers sitting at the table had different appearances, including blonde hair, black hair and black eyes, pointed ears, bearded people, and many beast-headed people.
But their expressions were almost the same, one by one they were reflected green by the grass on the plate in front of them, as if they had torn apart the bitter gall and smeared all the bile on their faces.
"Eat it, everyone. Sitting at the table chairman, the tall, handsome young man with pointed ears but a pair of wolf eyes that spoil the image laughed dryly and said, "This is my elaborate production, and it definitely represents my level." My level, aren't you still at ease?"
Of course, the members of the "Reckless Piercing Earth" guild were convinced of their master's cooking skills, especially those members who had participated in the offline gathering at the beginning, and the president of the "Three More Dreamless Students" personally cooked and made a table of wine and food, so that they almost swallowed their tongues.
But no matter how good the president's cooking skills are, what can he do with these weeds?
In the end, it was a strong man with a black and white panda face who started eating first, he was silent, picked up a large handful of grass with chopsticks, put it in his mouth, chewed it a few times, and then swallowed it with a grunt.
Starting with him, the traversers sighed one by one and sent a lot of grass into their mouths.
They were silent, just chewing silently, and then swallowed the stewed weeds with all their might, enduring the green feeling that they couldn't completely get rid of with their skillful hands.
A girl with wings on her back probably wanted to ease the atmosphere, and said with a smile: "You see, this is actually very similar to fried leeks." β
She picked up a piece of chopsticks and showed everyone: "I remember the first time my mother cooked, the fried leeks were almost like this. β
As she spoke, she smiled happily, put the chopsticks and grass into her mouth, and chewed hard.
"Well, you're doing awesome, it's delicious...... It's better than the leeks my mom fried at the beginning!"
But chewing and chewing, she stopped, hung her head, and covered her face.
A low whimper, as opposed to the energetic voice she had just spoken, came from between her fingers.
"I want to go home......"
The tall woman who sat beside her, with a man on the upper body and a horse on the lower half, leaned over and hugged her shoulders, but could not say any words of comfort.
The atmosphere in the restaurant was getting darker and darker, and many people were crying quietly.
They are all ordinary gamers living in a peaceful country, inexplicably crossing into the game world, although the race and profession are still there, the level equipment or something is all soaked in the soup, and it has become a group of quasi-tabula rasa that only has level 1 left......
They're really fed up!
When eating the first meal, many people are able to laugh and joke with each other. By the second time, the laughter gradually decreased. Later, they continued to protest, but the protests gradually faded away, and finally only lifeless.
By today, they have eaten almost ten meals of grass.
A red-robed half-elf mage with a hideous face poked the grass on his plate with chopsticks, as if he was some mortal enemy. But the chopsticks slipped and fell to the ground.
He didn't pick up the chopsticks, and laughed miserably: "I have worked hard for many years, endured hardships and endured, and finally saved a net worth of three or four million." I don't dare to say about the delicacies of the mountains and seas, but at least there is never a shortage of good wine and good food. I didn't expect to fall into the grazing ...... Ha ha...... Ha ha...... Hahahaha......"
His laughter grew deeper and lower, gradually like madness, but it did not explode, but he just lay on the table, and the laughter became deeper and lower, and finally turned into a cry.
The traversers couldn't stand it anymore and finally burst into tears.
In this miserable atmosphere, the panda-faced man who was the first to open his mouth to eat grass ate the blanched grass on his plate without saying a word, even drank the soup, and then picked up the helmet on the table and stood up.
Chairman Sanyu, who was sitting near him, immediately noticed it and asked, "Panda, where are you going?"
"Hunting. Dahan put on his helmet and said in a deep voice.
"It's too dangerous to go out now!" Sanyu sighed and persuaded, "At least wait a few more days, wait until you reach level five or so, and then everyone will go out together." Now do some daily training and accumulate experience. I know people don't want to eat grass, but ...... Bear with me. β
"I don't care about eating grass. The voice of a big man called "Panda" came from under the helmet, "But if this continues, someone will go crazy." β
Sanyu suddenly choked and was silent.
Of course, he could see that some of the fragile people in the guild were on the verge of going crazy.
Like the crying "One Eagle Two Fuji Three Eggplant" or "The Dream Weaver Really Lost His Thoughts" is actually quite good. If they cry, it means that they are able to regulate their emotions. What I am most afraid of are those who have a blue face, trembling and chewing grass, but they can't swallow it...... Just like the panda said, they're just afraid they're really going crazy.
In silence, several other people stood up and shouted, "Let's go with you!"
The panda didn't agree, but asked, "What have you killed?"
Several people were stunned, and after a while, one of them whispered, "I...... Swatted flies ......"
The panda shook its head.
"I've dissected frogs. β
The panda shook its head.
"I ...... I've killed chickens!" exclaimed, one man seemed a little determined.
The panda still shook his head.
At this time, a tall man with a hideous and vicious head full of reptilian style, which at first glance made people feel that he was not a good type, came out and walked up to him: "I am a donkey friend, I have killed snakes and pheasants when I was in the wild, and I have hunted wild boars with my friendsβI thought that I should be able to help." β
The panda patted him on the shoulder and finally nodded.
The two were about to leave, when a big man in super heavy armor caught up: "Although I haven't killed anything, my armor can at least be used as a shield!"
Immediately afterwards, a middle-aged man with a thin body but full of strength and a serious face also caught up: "I have participated in the archery club. β
They had just gone out when the weeping winged girl had already caught up: "Take me! I can help you find prey!"
After walking for a while, the red-robed half-elf mage also chased out: "Damn! Lao Tzu has lost such a big face, if he doesn't get back to the field, he might as well die!"
Finally, when they reached the door, the centaur female warrior with a huge spear chased after them, accompanied by the sound of horses' hooves.
"Actually, I don't know anything, but if you hunt anything, you should always need a horse to carry the prey. β
Under the bright afternoon sunshine, a group of seven people did not say much, and under the leadership of the strong panda man led by them, they silently walked out of the castle gate.