The gang of three wants to make a name for themselves in the temple prison, this is definitely a whimsical idea, as soon as they enter the [Dali Temple], everyone only thinks about self-preservation, and the gun shoots the first bird, and the ones who love to jump are always the ones who die quickly. Zhan Tao has never been a blind person, if you want to do it, you have to do it with a big ticket, and you want to make great achievements in the world. The people take food as the sky, and the three of them discussed it for a while, and they all agreed that it was very good to start with this piece. Oil and water are scarce materials in the prison meal, and everyone is indifferent and tasteless, and they think about that oily smell for a long time.

To be a human being, we should have pursuits, and it is best to be at the ideal level, but if we can't even solve the problem of personal food and clothing, how can we have the spare energy to think about those noble things? Masno's hierarchy of needs theory is correct: people's needs are stratified, derived from the bottom upwards, and constantly transferred from material to spiritual needs. If you want to hold the hearts of the prisoners, you must at least let them eat a few full meals and taste the sweetness, so that they can be dead set on you.

But the important problem is that the kitchen of the temple prison is a realm a hundred times more mysterious than the prison, and I usually only watch the big pot of dishes being sent out in a steady stream, but I really haven't seen the head chef inside. In order to accomplish the glorious task of adding food and satisfy the infinite curiosity of exploring unknown areas, the trio did not give in to each other and sneaked into the temple prison cafeteria late at night. The area of Dali Temple is a mystery, no one has really seen it, it is so big that even the oldest prisoner does not dare to say that he has seen it in its entirety.

It has too many secret places, such as the Secluded Wind Pavilion in the north-northwest, the hundred-story underground palace known as the detention of death criminals, and the peeping cloud tower that no one has ever seen, and the canteen that is seen every day but has never set foot in. The three of them sneaked around, broke the lock of the cafeteria, and walked through the familiar dining corridor to the outside of the kitchen. The strange thing is that although the kitchen is close to each other, the real situation inside cannot be seen from the outside, which makes Zhan Tao deeply suspicious, and the kitchen is designed here simply to save time for food delivery.

"Why is there no way?" Guan Da fell asleep with a bird's nest on his head, his eyes were confused.

Lowry replied coldly with disdain, "Blind?

Guan Da rubbed his eyes and said in shock, "This is the door?"

"Stunned. Lowry complained angrily.

Seeing this familiar scene, Zhan Tao sighed very much, the fusion of parasitism is really wonderful, this fighting mouth is basically the same as the one played by the snake Gu carving.

"Is this the door?" Guan Da crouched down, repeating in a tone of extreme suspicion.

Zhan Tao looked around, except for this "dog hole" style box door, there was indeed no other entrance, and I didn't know how the chef usually entered. Guan Da slapped his head and suddenly came to his senses, "I remember, the food was sent from this mouth." ”

"There may be an entrance and exit that leads directly to the upper and lower floors, maybe this is for the sake of the chef's life safety?" Zhan Tao thought about it carefully, the door of this box was as wide as a person's waist, and it didn't look like it was drilled for people.

Lowry exclaimed, "Or, they never came out." ”

"I'll see if I can open it, I'll know if I can go in and see. "The locksmith can squat down, and if it really lives up to its name, it will be smashed in a few clicks.

"You go first. After finishing the work, Guan Da stepped back and consciously took on the finishing touches.

Lowry scolded "cowardly" and leaned over to open the door. Zhan Tao followed, behind the "dog hole" is a chimney-like road, only barely enough for one person to pass, and there is a stopped conveyor belt on the ground, it seems that the pot of pot dishes is still sent from a far away. It's no wonder that when you eat it back in your mouth, it's all frozen. Continued to crawl for more than ten minutes, and did not see the end of the corridor, if there is a phobia of closed space, it is estimated that it is extremely desperate at this moment.

The lack of oxygen supply in the corridor, coupled with the intense consumption of sports and crawling, and the thin air and extremely poor quality, Guan Da was the first to feel uncomfortable, shouting at the back, "I can't do it, wait for me!"

Zhan Tao hurriedly turned back, and found that Guan Da's face was blue, this time the trouble was big, I don't know how far it would be to enter, and it would take more than ten minutes to retreat, and Guan Da's current situation would not last so long. In a dilemma, Lowry's voice came back from the front, "Come on, see the exit!"

The light source is a vent, it turns out that this is not the end of the road, Zhan Tao has palpitations, and he is still too contemptuous and sloppy about the secret place of the temple supervisor. Kick open the partition with one foot, jam the fan with broken wood, and pass through it one by one. Zhan Tao jumped down and took in the surrounding scenery in his eyes, he didn't see pots and pans, but looked like giant instruments in the factory "whining" running. Everywhere you can see red points of light flashing rapidly, there are strangely colored things stirring in each device, and the smell of not strong but real is spreading, and the smell is disgusting.

The three of them were dressed in vegetable soup and sauce, looking embarrassed but not having time to care, their attention focused on these strange devices of unknown purpose. Maybe they guessed the prototype, but they didn't want to admit it, maybe they didn't dare? Zhan Tao touched the cold metal exterior of the machine, and unconsciously went around to the other side, his hand touched the tempered glass, and the glass was so transparent that he could really see the inside of the machine. How to say it, it is a cement-like black viscous object, the internal principle of the machine is simple, under the stirring rod is the wheel axle, and the wheel axle rotates at high speed with the stirring rod, so that these disgusting things are fully stirred.

There are also three softening pipes connected to the machine on the side, which go down the pipe, and at the other end is a high-temperature solidification chamber and an unclosed slitting table, where the black slime is shaped and then cut into pieces, which can efficiently provide a large amount of "nutritious staple food" in an assembly-line-like production mode. In the temple prison, it is difficult to eat a bite of rice, and most of the time it is filled with this kind of so-called "nutritious staple", but in fact, there are not many people who complain, because it tastes good. Even Zhan Tao loves to eat, but what are the raw materials of the "nutritious staple food"?

Not far away, Guan Da leaned against the wall and vomited wildly, spitting out a lot of filth in his mouth, Zhan Tao thought something had happened, and hurriedly asked, "What's wrong?"

Guan Da didn't answer, and motioned to him with his hand to come and see.

The puzzle is solved, and the ingredients of the "nutritious staple" are placed "alive" in a huge cylinder, where they are still alive and well before being crushed and mixed into the flavor liquid. Guan Da's face turned pale, and he looked at Zhan Tao and squeezed out a smile, "I hope I made a mistake." ”

"That's right, it's cockroaches. Lowry came from elsewhere, and he was sure, "I saw the cockroach machine. ”

Listening, a violent feeling of nausea welled up in his throat, Zhan Tao retched for a long time, I don't know how much gastric juice he vomited, and he couldn't wait to vomit his stomach. That wasn't the end of it, and Lowry continued with a grimace, "I don't find any signs of a chef's life here. My inference is that the kitchen of the temple supervisor has long been fully automated, and no manpower is required. ”