The restaurant is clearly divided into three zones – white, red and black.

Looking at the three areas like caterpillars, Yuan Qingli was not in a hurry to come forward to forage, but found a corner to sit down.

The number of people, or ghosts, in the three areas is about the same, and there is not much difference. However, only the white area has a slight light smoke, which can be understood as hot food in this area.

Yuan Qingli came to the white area and picked up the road - porridge.

For the other dishes, I couldn't tell what kind of ingredients they were made of, and Yuan Qingli really didn't have the courage to face it and put it in his mouth.

After the fight, when he came to the toll gate, Yuan Qingli was a little nervous, a bowl of porridge was also a consumption, wouldn't he have to complete the task?

But what is the currency in circulation at Big Stomach Restaurant?

A shaggy right hand stretched out from the other side: "Room card." ”

"Ahh Yuan Qingli handed over his black gold room card.

I saw that the other party took the card in his right hand, put it on the left hand of the skeleton without the slightest flesh, and sandwiched it between the middle finger of the index finger, and brushed it. Then he handed it to Yuan Qingli.

Yuan Qingli: "......"

Is this a swipe? Such an unpretentious and novel way that there is not even a machine.

After taking the room card with a slight bone crumb, Yuan Qingli asked cutely: "Don't you charge money?" ”

"Black gold accommodation card, bring your own free meal every day."

It seems that it is not so simple to want to spend in the rules.

Yuan Qingli silently experienced the feeling of a rich person living in a hotel. It would be nice if there was a clothing store here, and she wanted to buy a few cheongsams to change in.

Holding the porridge, Yuan Qingli sat down slowly, forcibly suppressed the discomfort in her heart, and took a bite - it was ordinary porridge.

Just after two bites, several figures blocked the light overhead.

"Yuan Qingli?" Lin Shaojie exclaimed.

Yuan Qingli raised his head, it was Lin Shaojie and the others.

Lin Shaojie's eyes were full of expectations and doubts, while Chicken Paw and the other girl were a little defensive.

"Looks like you didn't go out last night." Yuan Qingli looked at the chicken feet and said in a calm tone.

In addition to reporting his home at the door of the chicken feet, he did not reveal his name.

Chicken feet rely on Lin Shaojie, and looking at the appearance of these three people entering and leaving together, Lin Shaojie was obviously in the house of chicken feet at the time, and there was more than one person.

The failure to open the door shows that they don't intend to treat her as their own.

Lin Shaojie suddenly figured out the key to it, and hurriedly explained: "It was true that the door was not opened last night, because we didn't know if you were a human or a ghost." After all, the system gave a hint that you can't go to the 13th floor, so be careful. ”

"So, what exactly are you now?" The three of them took a half-step back faintly.

Yuan Qingli smiled, raised the spoon, and the white porridge reflected the light of the ceiling: "This porridge is colorless, tasteless, and non-toxic, but it can be filling, do you want to try it?" ”

This move made Zhuang Xiangyi and Ji Paw's faces change suddenly.

Only Lin Shaojie answered calmly: "Ghosts are not interested in joking." ”

Lin Shaojie took the other two people to make a porridge and sat next to him.

"Since you're still a person, let's share the clues we know, our goal is very unified, which is to escape." As soon as Zhuang Xiangyi's words came out, even the chicken feet frowned, did you talk like that.

Lin Shaojie waved his hand to stop her from continuing: "Xiangyi is straightforward and fast-talking, don't you mind." But she's right, we have the same goal, and multiple people always have a better chance of winning. ”

"The three missions we received had the same requirements, and so did you. The check-in has already been done, and it is not a task not to go to the 13th floor, so now there is only one requirement left for consumption. ”

"As you can see, eating here is not consumption." Yuan Qingli looked up.

"Just now when we went downstairs, we heard a word, commissary."

Yuan Qingli's eyes lit up: "Where?" ”