Chapter 63
Wu Bin’s smile stiffened, and he resisted, “Hold on, isn’t there a punishment for a wrong answer?”
He had exchanged for four Life-Saving Items, so he figured he should be able to guess the answer four times.
He was confident he could survive a minor challenge like this.
But eating disgusting things was a challenge too great.
“We are warm and welcoming. Whether you are right or wrong, you can enjoy this delicacy.”
The man’s head repeated, “Eat it.”
The villagers at the table stopped eating, every neck turning toward Wu Bin. The mouths on their Tentacles spoke in unison.
“Eat!”
“Eat it!”
Several villagers close to Wu Bin suddenly stood up and reached out with hands covered in black water.
Some grabbed his hair, some forced his mouth open with their fingers, and some picked up the mushy abalone and stuffed it into his mouth.
“Why isn’t there a punishment? Mmm-! I don’t want to eat! Is there something else…” Wu Bin was forced to tilt his head back and swallow a full mouthful, his body convulsing, wanting to vomit, but the villagers roughly stuffed new food in.
Black water and worms streamed down his face.
Wu Bin struggled violently.
In the chaos, the sound of Life-Saving Items breaking was easily drowned out.
Each time an Item shattered, it was accompanied by Wu Bin’s screams.
A few villagers were scratched, their clothes torn.
They showed no reaction and just kept feeding him.
Luo Jia Bai, sitting farther away, squinted and observed, “When villagers get hurt, what comes out isn’t blood, right?”
Lu Li replied, “It’s Fish Bone and rotten shrimp. The villagers’ bodies have turned into containers for storing garbage.”
Earlier, the head had said they wanted them to fall in love with the delicacy too.
They were inviting them to join in.
Wu Bin’s pupils became unfocused, his resistance shifting to compliance.
The villagers let go of him and asked, “Guest, is it delicious?”
Wu Bin even began actively grabbing dishes from the plate, eagerly stuffing them into his mouth.
As he chewed, he spoke in a muffled voice.
The Female Player closest to Wu Bin turned pale. Sitting so near, she heard clearly what Wu Bin was saying.
“Wu Bin said it’s delicious.”
The chef’s plate was already empty, snatched and overturned by Wu Bin.
“I want more.” Wu Bin’s voice grew louder.
A clean seam split open on his neck, and from it emerged Tentacles, each tip sprouting a mouth.
The voices came from these mouths.
He began greedily grabbing the seafood on the table-which previously had made him sick just to look at-and stuffed them into his mouth as if they were the most delicious delicacies.
More and more Tentacles emerged, splitting open his neck.
“Thud.”
Wu Bin’s head fell onto the table.
The Wristband on his arm instantly turned white.
“Ah-!” The Female Player, who had been holding back, finally couldn’t help but scream.
She was seated close to Wu Bin; her clothes and arms were splattered with the black water Wu Bin had spewed, and worms crawled on her, inching along.
She desperately tried to wipe herself clean, and suddenly the seat beside her was empty.
Wu Bin stood up. The Tentacles swayed as he muttered to himself, “This is the guest’s seat, I can’t sit here.”
He took a step toward the end of the table.
Beneath his feet, the dried ground was coated in a sticky layer of dark sewage.
With every step, he left a footprint in the muck.
Lu Li glanced up at the Moon.
The Moon had silently risen to the center of the sky.
According to the information given by the villager child:
[When the Moon rises, food will be delivered]
At this moment, the dark sewage on the ground seemed to come alive, as if attracted, and instantly surged from Wu Bin’s feet to the side of the table.
The attention of the other Players was drawn to the horrifying scene on the table and Wu Bin’s miserable state.
Luo Jia Bai gasped, “Four Life-Saving Items used up in the blink of an eye?”
Lu Li said, “The death occurred too quickly. The Items were almost useless.”
Feng Shan stood up after Wu Bin, his expression grave. “Where is he going?”
Song Changrong said in a low voice, “To the end of the dining table. He sat in the last seat on the Villagers’ side.”
“One, two… six.” Feng Shan frowned, suddenly reaching out to count from the end where Wu Bin sat. “Help me check-is it true that starting from the sixth Villager, everyone sitting and eating has a white Evil Spirit Bracelet on their wrist?”
“Wristband?!” The two Players near Feng Shan began to tremble. “They-they were all once Players?”
“There are six on each side. There are only a dozen or so Villagers, but clearly, there are far more people sitting at this long dining table!”
The Female Player finally wiped away the filth left by Wu Bin, her hands rubbed red, her voice shrill. “I’ve entered C Grade and B Grade Instances before, none were this hard! This is harder than an A Grade!”
“Is this really a C Grade Instance?” The Male Player clutched Feng Shan’s sleeve, pleading. “Feng Shan, you saw what happened to Wu Bin just now. He used four Life-Saving Items and still died. Hurry and contact Lyle!”
Wu Bin finally took his seat.
The head at the center of the table laughed heartily, “It seems this guest has fallen in love with every dish!”
The remaining seven chefs enthusiastically carried two serving trays each, leaning toward the Players.
“Who will be the next guest?”
In Lu Li’s Live Stream Room, Bullet Comments scrolled rapidly:
[With continuous high-frequency deaths, Life-Saving Items can only block one fatal attack, making them almost useless. This usually only happens in some A Grade and S Grade Instances. Why is the C Grade already in hell mode? Strange.]
[I’m an Audience member from the Public Beta Period. I vaguely remember this Instance, but it’s been too long. I think it was shut down later?]
[Case solved-this is the only Bug Instance among C Grade Instances! Another Bug Instance!! Just got out of one bug, and now another. Is the Streamer’s luck too good or too bad? Only two Instances entered, both were death traps. These Instances are very rare; the trigger rate should be extremely low.]
[Spirit Money*5000 tip. The comment above spoke too soon. Last death trap, the Streamer pulled off a miracle. Too bad the Streamer’s level is low now, so the Live Stream Room can’t generate replays yet. Otherwise, every frame would be a classic! Worth saving for repeated viewing.]
[Heh, the higher you’re praised, the harder you fall. A newbie who just finished one Instance isn’t even qualified to carry shoes for a Heavenly Ranking Player. I see Feng Shan is contacting Lyle-just wait and see.]
[Calling Lyle again? I watched Feng Shan’s last Instance. He kept calling his Master, like a giant baby. I wasn’t the only Evil Spirit who noticed the impatience in Lyle’s voice on the phone.]
Urged repeatedly by his teammates, Feng Shan frantically dialed his phone.
Lu Li and Luo Jia Bai chatted peacefully.
Lu Li said, “Look at their outfits to determine their profession. The ones sitting next to you are Villagers. Take a closer look.”
Luo Jia Bai fought his nausea and widened his eyes. “Their jobs require them to wear gloves and long rubber boots all year round. There are deep calluses and friction marks on their palms. The boots are waterproof-maybe they need to go… into the water?”