The intense fear instantly extinguished the anger in Zhao Cheng's heart.

In the midst of extreme fear, his brain instantly calmed down, and he had a puzzled question in his heart-

Obviously, there are already bigwigs in the forum who have said that there are rules for the trickery of this world.

Like NPCs, they seem to have an empty shell, but no inner living dead.

I was able to grab a coin before, also because of the clever use of this rule.

But at this moment, looking at the smile on the old grandmother's face, and then looking at the young man who looked at him with pity next to him.

Zhao Cheng instantly realized that this world was not as simple as he imagined!

Spooky Ages isn't a game with rules!

These tricks can actually have the logic of independent thinking, and they also have feelings that are close to real people!

In the flash of light, Zhao Cheng seemed to have figured out everything, he used all his strength, and grinned an ugly smile on his face reluctantly and with difficulty:

"Ahem, grandma, we young people are no big or small, are kidding you!"

"It's just that I didn't bring any money today......"

"Let's see, can I make money in the future and pay you back tenfold? Ten times over! ”

Several other accomplices suddenly realized that the grandmother who sold chestnuts could communicate, and after reacting, they hurriedly echoed:

"Yes, yes, we forgot to bring money today, and we will definitely double the compensation in the future, and recommend it to our friends around us, so that more customers can patronize your business!"

"My friend was just joking!"

"Yes, just kidding, grandma, you're so old, why is it necessary to deal with our group of young people?"

The group of young men forced their smiles and tried to soften their tones, but it sounded like yin and yang.

Trying to take an unreasonable thing for granted.

The old woman who sold the chestnuts smiled silently, and gestured with her eyes to the sugar-fried chestnuts that had fallen to the ground and were stained with dirty mud.

"Young man, ......"

"There are some jokes, you can't mess around."

"Who knows that Chinese food is hard work."

"As for my wife, I have always been tolerant and generous, but I hate wasting food the most in my life."

The minds of Zhao Cheng and the others suddenly sank to the bottom.

They finally realized the seriousness of the problem!

The Death Rule has been triggered!

Now that I have fallen into the abyss with half a foot, there is not much room to climb up again.

"What do you want...... someone said in a trembling voice.

At this moment, the sarcoma in the lower half of the body is still gradually spreading, extending to the chest.

The armpits on both sides were about to be occupied by sarcoma, and they became extremely bloated, and their hands could only hang on both sides, and they couldn't put it down.

Live like an ugly rag doll being hung up.

In addition to still standing, almost half of these people have become bloated sarcomas, losing consciousness and control.

They had never experienced such a terrifying scene before, and the only thing left in their brains was the instinctive desire to survive, which drove them to try to justify.

However, the words that come out now, completely lose their cool.

Even from a logical level, I can't find a single sentence to confront the grandmother who sells chestnuts.

It seems that he is only dragging him by death, and he is trying his best to make a little sound in his mouth, but at this stage, any struggle seems to be to no avail.

The old woman who sold chestnuts sighed and said, "Child, don't you know that you are punished for doing something wrong?" ”

"What punishment?"

"There is a good saying: children are not fish, how do you know the joy of fish? The same is true of suffering, and it is difficult for people to communicate their joys and sorrows. Since you don't know how to cherish food, I have to punish you for experiencing the feeling of food......"

As soon as the words fell, the growth rate of sarcoma suddenly accelerated rapidly!

"No!"

Zhao Cheng and the others shouted desperately.

However, in an instant, the fast-growing sarcoma spread across their necks, flooding their mouths, followed by their noses, eyes, and ears......

The wailing came to an abrupt end.

Sarcomas continued to grow on their faces, connecting the facial features of their entire faces as if forming a bloated ball, and only the viscous and indistinct flesh could be seen, completely glued together.

The flesh was rotten, black and red, like carrion that had been dried in the heat.

In the air, there was a faint smell of fish.

Meanwhile......

In Chen Ye's eyes, the aura of luck on the heads of the few people in front of him had gone from the original black evil aura sprouting and the blood-red aura to now returning to nothingness.

From beginning to end, Chen Ye watched the whole process intently, and his mind remained extremely calm.

He knew that he had to take every opportunity to observe what the world structure of Strange Ages was like, what the rules were, and what would happen if he violated the rules......

Regarding the tragic situation when Zhao Cheng and others died, Chen Ye couldn't say that he was not touched at all.

After all, they are all players just like themselves.

Before the blood countdown came, they were all living people.

But Chen Ye did not lend a helping hand to them.

If you want to live in this world, you must really understand the rules of operation, understand the rules, master the rules, and finally become the rules themselves.

The ignorant performance and reckless actions of Zhao Cheng and others doomed them to be only a group of losers in such a game.

Even if Chen Ye helped them, it was impossible to survive in this world where danger was everywhere.

After a brief fluctuation in his heart, he kept himself calm with extreme speed and extracted knowledge that was useful to him.

It's like withdrawing one's inner soul from the outside, and the consciousness seems to just come down into this body, calmly looking at everything around you from an away perspective, understanding, analyzing, learning, internalizing......

He carefully observed the whole process, constantly combined with the content in the game, and made mental analysis.

"A grandmother who sells chestnuts should have at least two different types of characteristics."

"One, that's the [Chef] sequence, there's not much to say about that."

"Second, it has characteristics and abilities related to the type of language, similar to [Bewitcher]. Not only does she have the ability to bewitch, but her logic is very clear, and she is also very good at quoting scriptures, not at all like an old woman in an ordinary vegetable market, but like a knowledgeable female doctor who retires in old age and uses her language ability to reduce dimensionality in the vegetable market to bargain. ”

"Third, these foods seem to have the ability to [alienate] and make huge changes in the structure of the body."

"However, this [alienation] does not explode when it follows the principle of equivalent exchange."

"Even if it is some unfavorable cost to oneself, but through the premise of equivalence, the negative cost is offset, so that the rule of death can be escaped."

"These young men would not have died, but they were corrupted by the words of the [Bewitcher] and made a violation of the principle of equivalence, so they violated the rules of death."

"Reduced to a ...... for Food"

"Shhh...... The effect of the combination of different characteristics is really terrifying. ”

Chen Ye was even more sure in his heart that the grandmother who sold chestnuts was not an ordinary trick.

Today alone, there are as many as three characteristics on the other party!

The most terrifying thing is that these characteristics can also cooperate with each other, one link after another, to form a means of killing!

Witness the whole process of the old woman selling chestnuts dragging these players into the rules of death with words......

Chen Ye finally deeply understood what it meant to be "afraid of hooligans and culture"!

The old woman who sold chestnuts looked down at these muddy sugar-fried chestnuts and sighed:

"It's heart-wrenching that such a good food is so ruined."

In the next second, her gaze turned to the few players who had turned into sarcomas not far away and stood in place like meat sculptures, and their faces were suddenly wrinkled with smiles:

"The good news is that new ingredients are here!"