The kitchen of the dining room in the center of the camp was a mess, and the walls and floors were covered with painted ingredients. The mirrors were all shattered in the fight, and everyone had to clean up the unwashed cream with each other.

"Excuse me, uh, who's in charge here?"

A person came in the camp cafeteria, ignoring the environment that had not been thoroughly cleaned, and interrupted Fitz's actions to clean up for Ye Guangji.

"Who are you? Can I help you? ”

"My name is Cliff, I'm a doctor, I have something important to inform you, please ask the person in charge here."

Cliff's expression was full of anxiety, and the two looked at each other for a moment's hesitation, and then decided to help him find someone. Ye Guangji felt in his heart that the news of the axe demon had fallen on him.

"Oh, let's go this way, we'll take you there."

"Okay, I'm sorry for you two."

The two quickly cleaned the cream from their faces and led Cliff in front of them to find Reggie. The restaurant is not too big, and the figure of the black fat man Reggie is very conspicuous, and it is easy to find him in the warehouse.

"Reggie, this is Dr. Cliff, and he said he had something very important to say, and you still have something to do in the kitchen."

"Okay, go ahead! Looking forward to your pancakes. Hello Dr. Cliff, I'm the head of the cafeteria at the Friends Church camp, what's the matter with you? Reggie smiled and shook Cliff's hand.

"Hello, can you inform everyone? You have to get out of here as soon as possible. ”

"Can you tell us why? There are two general directors of the whole camp, and I will announce them to come over when it is almost time for dinner. ”

"Thank you."

"Okay, of course, you can stay and have lunch if you want."

Doug and the two hurried over, and it was not easy to teach a direct lesson when outsiders were present, and glared at Ye Guangji fiercely with his eyes. He greeted Cliff with a calm expression.

"Hello, I'm the head of the Friends Church camp, Doug, and this is my partner Theresa."

"Hello." Cliff shook his hand and sorted out his thoughts in his head. "I'm sorry to catch you off guard, but you have to get out of here right away."

"Who are you?" Reggie, who was standing at the back of the crowd, asked apologetically.

"I'm Dr. Cliff, Peter Cliff, man, okay? I can assure you that this camp sits on a sinkhole in hell. ”

"Dr. Cliff, please leave, or I'm going to call the police!"

Doug warns the other party that he believes that the other party is purely vexatious and disrupts the normal operation of the church camp. There is an inexplicable arrogance in Cliff's words, persuading people to leave is more like charity, just like I saved your life, you must be grateful to Dade immediately, there is a kind of taste similar to everyone drunk and I am sober.

Cliff was in a hurry, holding up a box of batter bought at the supermarket and yelling, "This box is just a big lie!" ”

"For God's sake, what does the Simpson's pancake batter have to do with what you said?"

To answer this question, we have to go back to the unknown end of the nineteenth century. It was a sunny day, and the heirs of the Simpsons family, hunted in this forest. Suddenly, his senses were attracted by the enticing smell, and he followed the scent to a wooden hut where a lumberjack named Nehemiah Esther was making pancakes. In honor of the holiday, it is the last Sunday before Eid al-Fitr. ”

East invited him, and he was very happy to accept it. He took a bite of the pancake that the other party had made, and it had a light texture and a sweet taste. It's so delicious that it has to be the most delicious crepes ever made. Simpson saw an opportunity, and he said, Mr. Easter, you have to write this recipe down to me, and it will fill our pockets with gold coins. ”

"I'm afraid not," Esther replied. It's an old family recipe that I swear to take him to the grave. Well, then you go to die, Simpson shouted, and while East had his back on him, he hit the lumberjack on the head and pressed his face into the syrup and drowned, and the body sank in the batter pot. ”

After searching the entire cabin, he found the recipe hidden in the head of the specimen on the wall. Anyway, you all know what happened next! Simpson made millions a month, and he also provided money for the war effort, and died in the arms of a transvestite man in a brothel. ”

"You're a liar, he didn't do anything!"

Cliff was amused by Fitz, ignoring the little girl's unbelieving expression, and he continued, "Hahaha, I only wish I was, but it all happened. There's a demonic lumberjack out there, and if you don't listen to me now, he'll take care of every single one of you. ”

"How so!"

"Our story isn't over yet! Years later, after a grand Sunday, the lumberjack returned as a demon. He pulls an old trailer piled high with sweet, golden-brown pancakes. With an axe for logging, he wanders the forests to take revenge on all living humans. When there is enough life to appease his anger, he will fall into a deep sleep, waiting for the next moment when his anger will be full. ”

"Alright, alright! Dr. Cliff, I think we've heard enough! Reggie, send him out. ”

"His bloodthirsty desires have not been satisfied, so feel free to do so! You'll end up being slain by the demon, blood made into jam and pancakes, and your soul lingering forever in that demon's ass. ”

"We don't say the word ass, unless we're talking about donkeys."

Cliff's story is so bizarre that he can't explain it well, and no one in this fantasy world will believe what he says unless they see it with their own eyes.

Of course, except for Ye Guangji, he was already thinking in his heart whether to go to that wooden house to have a look, of course, the most important thing at the moment was to find a weapon to take advantage of. Just because a demon is invulnerable doesn't mean that weapons are useless. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Fitz leaving angrily, and after a moment of thought, he chased after him.

"Okay, okay!" Cliff was at the door, pushing Reggie away. Pointing at Doug warned. "There's a demonic lumberjack out there, and the more he eats the pancakes made of life, the more powerful he becomes, more powerful than you think. No power can stop him, he will come to you! ”

After saying that, Cliff slammed the door open, and walked away without looking back.

"What nonsense! Let's forget about it, let's go get some pancakes! ”

"Yes." Doug was angry at Cliff's curse, and the dogma of his faith did not allow him to swear, and angrily dragged Theresa to the kitchen.

Fitz left the dining room and ran to a remote place, leaning against a tree to secretly wipe his tears, and constantly taking deep breaths to calm his mind.

"Hey."

"Hey!"

Ye Guangji's voice startled her, turned around and answered, turned around and wiped her tears.

"Hey, what's going on?" Ye Guangji tried to be gentle and a good listener.

"He can't be telling the truth, right?"

"What, no, no, no, that guy is a lunatic. How can someone know about someone killing someone? He's not...... He doesn't make any sense at all, okay? Of course, Ye Guangji would not think so in his heart, combined with the information of the fantasy world, the story told by Cliff was very likely to be true. He continued to comfort.

"He looked like a patient who had just come out of a mental hospital. Doctors, psychiatrists driven insane by the fantasies of their patients. ”

"Yes, that's right. You're right. None of that matters anymore. ”

"Forget it, yes."

Fitz had already stopped his tears, brushed the hair from his ears, and faced Ye Guangji with a smile.

"You must think I'm like a madman!"

"No, it's not, I think Jacqueline is more of a lunatic, and Doug and ...... I feel like coming out of you, everybody here is crazy. Actually, I think you're pretty cool. ”

"Thank you."

Fitz kept smiling, even if he knew that Ye Guangji said this purely to make her happy, he was also very happy.

"Want some pancakes?" Pancakes are arguably the most loved food in this fantasy world. The ingredients in the kitchen can be used to make pancakes, and the liquid batter is poured directly onto the oiled iron plate, so you don't have to turn it to cook.

"yes, let's ...... Let's eat that damn pancake. Ha ha. ”

"yes, how about we go relax and go to the theater and watch a movie?"

"I think I'll like it." Fitz walked out of sadness, her smile was not as bright as just now, obviously she thought wrong about what Ye Guangji meant. Watching a movie is watching a movie. is not a son and daughter of the rivers and lakes, what do you want to understand the rules and be sensible.

"Okay, cool."

"Are you coming?"

"Of course, I'll do it."

"I'm not alone."

"I know."

Fitz walked back to the restaurant first, and Ye Guangji trotted to follow. He had to sigh that the masked talent was invincible, and following the other party's few words, plus some movements, he could make the distance go further.

After being kicked out of the restaurant, Cliff drove his car between the town and the camp. There are people gathered on both sides, and both are likely to be attacked by the Axe Demon. As he drove close to the town, the injured female police officer staggered and blocked his way, and she couldn't hold on to her stomach cover.

"Have you seen him? I think so. It's okay, I'm a doctor, you'll be fine. What? What? ”

"Liquid...... Whew, piping hot liquid. ”

Cliff helped the female police officer to sit in the passenger seat, and the female police officer continued to shout intermittently, making sure he heard clearly before fainting.

"Hot liquid?"

He grinned, the female police officer must have found something, otherwise she was so persistent before she fell unconscious. Drive into town to treat the wounds of a female police officer.

The male police officer, Xie Pu, searched in the woods for a day, but did not meet any other police officers, and when he was hungry for food, he left the forest and walked towards the town. I encountered a large pancake full of trailers on the road, and I kept eating it when I looked around to see that no one was there, and I didn't pay attention to the figure behind me.

The axe kept clashing, the red ketchup was splashed everywhere, and the crepes were soaked in blood. The Axe Demon was content to take a blood-soaked pancake and feast on it like a beast. The bullet holes on the body were squeezed out of the shell case, and the wounds from the shot were healed along with the clothing.