The top half of the spoon he was holding was slightly clean, and the bottom half was stained with snowflake-like dotted grease.

From Yuan Xuxue's point of view, the bottom of this pot of soup is cloudy and it is impossible to see the contents inside, and only a layer of floating oil flowers can be seen. And even if the soup is mixed with extremely heavy spices, you can still smell the indescribable fishy smell.

The spoon sinks to the bottom and more of the contents are removed. It was chopped pork ribs, soft tissues of vague provenance, and finally the soup spoon touched a large, whole piece of meat—

Yuan Yuxue's gaze fell on the "food" that he scooped up. There was a slight pause.

The whole huge chunk of meat squeezed where the rest of the soup rested, allowing it to tremble in the center of the spoon.

This piece of flesh is completely shaped, and even if some parts are soaked in edema and thickness, it can be clearly identified as a ...... Man's left hand.

The part of the wrist that is attached has a faded tattoo. The skin had been boiled and layered with the muscles inside, like a leather case that had soaked up the soup, crumpled over the hands.

Yuan Yuxue had smelled like this.

On the battlefield, when human flesh is cooked by the flames spit out by the Zerg, this disgusting sour smell wafts out. Still calmly, he put the severed hand into the bowl, poured a spoonful of soup covered with oil, and filled the porcelain bowl in front of him.

Yuan Yuxue's hand was very steady, and not a drop of soup was spilled.

"Mom" stared closely at Yuan Yuxue's every move, and under this kind of preoccupied surveillance, it was almost impossible to do anything like throw the soup out or change it.

Immediately afterward, she saw Yuan Yuxue pushing the full bowl of broth through the warm bowl.

Yuan Yuxue lifted her eyes and glanced at her.

The robot has no relatives, so he doesn't have any psychological obstacles when he calls people.

"Mom," Yuan Yuxue said, "you drink first." ”

"Mother's" throat rolled slightly, and the bowl of steaming grease seemed to have a great attraction to her, and her gaze melted into it. On the face that is distorted to the point where the facial features are difficult to recognize, people can see the expression of "hesitation".

Yuan Yuxue pushed the broth one step closer.

In the faintly disgusting smell of meat, he said in a cold tone: "Mom loves me, and I love mom too." ”

"This is my love for my mother."

The words fell, as if she had been freed from some kind of shackle that restricted her. "Mother" could no longer bear the fatal attraction to her, her alienated eyes turned a little red, and she feasted on the broth in front of her.

At first, he patiently served the soup with a spoon, and drank the soup very quickly and made a snoring sound. In the end, the eating became more and more fierce, and she simply held the bowl and poured it into her mouth, and the hand was grabbed by her fingers like a chicken claw, sucked off the meat on it, and threw the bone into her mouth, making a "click, click" chewing sound, the bright red mouth grinned greatly, and a sense of satisfaction quickly climbed up her cheeks.

"Mom" closed her eyes tightly, and her face was full of indulgence.

And in the process, Yuan Yuxue picked up another bowl and filled it with soup and continued to hand it to her.

When the soup is finished, other dishes are served, and the bowl is always full. Whenever "Mom" showed a hungry and thirsty look that was becoming irritable because of her unsatisfied appetite, food was handed to her, just enough to block the unexploded emotions.

After the dishes on the table had been swept away and the last bit of sauce had been filled into the bowl, "Mom" finally showed a satisfied expression, as if she had just eaten and finally had a brief sense of satisfaction.

The severely alienated organ has returned to its original state. The woman looked gentle and feminine, but her face was still very thin, and a loose layer of skin hung on the facial skull, showing a little inhuman weirdness.

Looking at the mess of the dishes in front of her, she seemed to be a little embarrassed, and laughed crampedly: "I'm sorry baby, my mother ate too much, and I didn't give you any leftovers." ”

"Hmm." Yuan Yuxue said, "I am willing." ”

He stared at the smooth surfaces that still had grease left, and said without emotion, "...... It's love. ”

This was echoed by the woman.

She stood up happily and complimented her darling. He put away the used dishes and chopsticks, folded them to a height that covered his face, and happily walked into the kitchen.

"Mommy goes wash the dishes." She said.

The kitchen door closed, blocking out most of the sound. All you can hear is the faucet being turned on, the thin stream of water continuing to wash the dishes and chopsticks, and the sound of women humming happily.

This time, I could barely hear a few vague lyrics.

"Love is always great and worthy of admiration"

"No betrayal, no departure"

“…… You have me, I have you. We are a happy family and will never be separated......"

Yuan Yuxue stood up. He only temporarily fulfilled the "mother's" request to do more to stop the advance of terror.

Yuan Yuxue had just scanned the interior of the old house, but the outside was blocked by some kind of energy, and she couldn't get out for the time being, and it was difficult to continue exploring. And to talk about the abnormal state of the room......

Yuan Yuxue accurately came to the double-door floor refrigerator in the living room.

Most of the household appliances in the house are very old, and there is an old TV covered with a layer of white gauze to prevent dust, a ceiling fan with dust, a leather sofa that can no longer be seen in its original color, and a coffee table that has been bumped many times. The only place that is incompatible with this place, and even Yuan Yuxue can see the abnormality without scanning and exploring, is this brand-new smooth refrigerator with a huge capacity.

Yuan Yuxue opened the refrigerator door.

The three layers of partitions inside had been removed, and the body of an adult man had been bent in an incredible arc and stuffed into the refrigerator. And the face that was frozen in horror was facing Yuan Yuxue when he opened the refrigerator - they briefly looked at each other for a second or two. Then the eyes on the frightened face flicked slightly.

He's alive.

Or in such a state, it is a bit reluctant to call him "alive".

When the refrigerator is opened, air rushes into the cramped interior of the refrigerator. The man's mouth moved up and down like a thirsty fish, making a breath sound.

You had to get close enough to hear what he was saying.

"I'm going out ......"

"Let me out!"

"Baby."

The woman seemed to come behind Yuan Yuxue in an instant.

She asked softly, "What are you looking at?" ”

·

At the same time, in the screening room outside the film, equally fierce contradictions erupted.

Heipi is not a fool, after Yuan Yuxue entered, he understood the mechanism for the movie to continue to play and enter the movie.

In this way, the rules of the game can be easily split.

- They can take turns to enter the movie, each of them playing for seven minutes or more, and in any case they can negotiate until the movie is over and the game is won.

But this is only on the surface, and it seems to be the most basic rule.

There's something insidious about this rule: the time to leave the movie is not decided by the person who enters the movie, but by the other two teammates who are in the "safe zone". It is equivalent to handing over the power of life and death to the other two individuals. If those two teammates play a little lower...... It is completely possible to ignore the life and death of the player in the movie, let him hold on to the performance for an hour, and then he can win lying down.

If that teammate doesn't make it through, who will be next to enter is something to think about at that time.

But fortunately, Blackskin is a very direct and pure person, and he didn't even think about it, but proposed the fairest method at the moment.

Everyone's energy is limited, and as teammates who play the game together, they should be subject to the same risk, which has nothing to do with ability and intimacy, because it is a three-player game, at least the attitude should not be biased.

Alternate entry is the fairest way to deal with it.

Of course, there are also some unfairness in this fairness, such as the dangerous actions made by the superior player and the certain predicament that they fall into, which will be borne by the player who takes over the next name. And in order to get out of the temporary predicament, the next player may lead the plot to a more exaggerated and bottomless abyss.

But such contradictions will not be exposed until at least a few rounds later.

Heipi didn't expect to hit a wall now.

His lips pursed into a straight line, his fists clenched, and the green tendons on his wrists bulged, almost now it was difficult to suppress his rage, and he wanted to smash his fist into the person in front of him.

Coward!

- Glasses are reluctant to enter the film.

Chapter 11: Tricky Game

According to the order in which each person takes turns, after Yuan Xuxue, it is the glasses that take his place.

But the glasses did not hesitate to refuse.

Obviously, he is the one who is greedy for life and afraid of death, and he is the first to betray his word, but the glasses look bleak at this time, as if he is a victim who is being threatened to die by an executioner who is cutting off his head with a knife.

The already pale face was not even bloody at this time, and the despair was as pale as the paper money scattered under the moonlight. The glasses showed a very patient expression, and Hessesen's pupils were empty, and his gaze was fixed on a focal point of the void, and the muscles on his face twitched slightly. Although the change in his expression is very detailed, if you look closely, you can actually find that he is clenching his teeth and even squeezing out a little blood between his lips.

It's just that the black skin is also in a rage now, and he doesn't have the patience to pay attention to these details. He looked coldly at his glasses. The failure to do so was not because of any teamwork, but simply the result of extreme restraint made under rational measurement to maintain physical strength and not engage in internal friction.

"Glasses." He was almost like declaring war, with a cold killing intent, "Today...... Later. I won't let you go. ”

The glasses twitched, but they didn't let out a single tone. Only after a brief silence, almost neurotic, repeated: "...... I can't go. ”

"I can't go."

"I'm going to die."

"I'll die there."

He seemed to have a splitting headache, his fingers shuttling between his hair, supporting his forehead, repeating words like the same words. The force was unbalanced at that moment, and in an instant, he clenched the frame of his glasses, his hand was cut, and those sharp glass shards almost pierced his eyeballs, but the glasses did not react at all, not even physiologically, and the eyeballs instinctively reacted to sharp objects and closed their eyes.

Blackskin sensed something unusual, but in the face of a person who was weak enough to betray his teammates at the first moment, it was really difficult for him to develop empathy, and his tone was still cold and sarcastic:

"Dead? From the first day of entering the infinite world, who is not accompanied by death all the time? ”

"If you are afraid of death, then others are not afraid of death?" Blackskin sneered and said, "So let someone else do the knife for you, right?" ”

This kind of sharp questioning, which is pressed step by step, makes the glasses seem to fall into a deeper struggle and pain. His voice came from under the palm of his hand that was tightly covering his lips, and it was terrifyingly low, as if it had just been filled with magma through his esophagus.

"It's not the same. Between us, it's not the same. ”

"Let me ......"

"I'd rather die."

He staccatolate, squeezing a harsh voice out of his throat.

Heipi paused slightly, understanding that glasses were unwilling to be the person who entered the movie, and would rather fail the mission and die together.

He didn't bother to give his glasses a look, and he missed his abnormal reaction at this time. The eye was focused on the giant screen in the screening room—

Yuan Yuxue didn't sit still, but in a horror movie that doesn't know where to go, it seems that whatever you do will become a step forward in death.

For example, Yuan Yuxue is now standing in front of the refrigerator door, staring at the man who is twisted and bent into the refrigerator, not so much a living person as a walking corpse that can make a sound. And "Mom" is also quietly appearing behind him.

Baby, what are you looking at?

She asked.

Yuan Yuxue closed the refrigerator door with a blank face, closing in the frightened and faint screams from the man.

"I want to see if there are any extra ingredients in the fridge to cook you a meal." The young man was leaning on the door of the refrigerator, his body was thin, as if he could fall down when the wind blew, and there was no danger at all. He turned his back to the woman like this, as if his vulnerable parts were completely exposed to others.