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Chapter 26 New Ingredients
The intense fear instantly extinguished the anger in Zhao Cheng's heart.

In the midst of extreme fear, his brain instantly calmed down, and there was a puzzling question in his mind——

Obviously, some bigwigs in the forum have said that there are rules for the tricks of this world.

Like an NPC, it's like an empty shell, but no inner living dead.

I was able to grab a coin before because I used this rule cleverly.

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

Zhao Cheng instantly realized that the world was not as simple as he imagined!
"Strange Age" is not a game with only rules!

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

In the blink of an eye, Zhao Cheng seemed to have figured everything out. He tried his best, and forced an ugly smile on his face:

"Ahem, grandma, we young people are all young and old, we are just joking with you!"

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

"Look, if you can make money in the future, I will return it to you ten times? Ten times!"

The other accomplices immediately realized that the old lady selling chestnuts could communicate, and after realizing it, they quickly echoed:
"Yes, yes, we all forgot to bring money today, and we will definitely double the compensation in the future, and recommend it to friends around us, so that more customers will come to patronize your business!"

"My friend was just joking just now!"

"Yes, just kidding, grandma, you are so old, why do you need to care about us young people?"

This group of young people forced their smiles and tried to soften their tone, but it sounded like yin and yang.

Trying to make an unreasonable thing out of the ordinary.

The old lady selling chestnuts smiled without saying a word, and gestured with her eyes for the sugar-fried chestnuts that fell to the ground and were covered with dirty mud.

"Young man..."

"There are some jokes that cannot be played randomly."

"Who knows dishes on the menu, A Journey."

"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 others sank to the bottom immediately.

They finally realized the seriousness of the problem!
The death rule was triggered!
Now half of one foot has fallen into the abyss, and if you want to climb up desperately, there is not much room left.

"What do you want..." someone trembled.

At this moment, the sarcoma on the lower body was still gradually spreading, extending to the chest.

The underarms on both sides were almost occupied by sarcoma, and became extremely bloated. The hands could only be hung on both sides, and they could not be put down.

Like an ugly rag doll being hung up.

In addition to being able to stand upright, almost half of these people's appearances have become bloated sarcoids, losing consciousness and control.

They have never experienced such a horrific scene, and their brains only have an instinctive desire to survive, pushing them to try to justify.

However, the words spoken now completely lost their composure.

Even from a logical level, I can't find any words to confront the old lady who sells chestnuts.

It seemed that he was just trying his best to make a little sound out of his mouth when he was being dragged away by the god of death, but at this stage, any struggle seemed to be of no avail.

The old lady selling chestnuts sighed and said, "Children, don't you know that you will be punished if you do something wrong?"

"What punishment?"

"There is a saying that goes well: a child is not a fish, how can you know the joy of a fish? The same is true for pain, and it is difficult for people to share joys and sorrows. Since you don't know how to cherish food, I have to punish you to experience the feeling of food... "

As soon as the words fell, the growth rate of the sarcoma suddenly accelerated rapidly!
"No!"

Zhao Cheng and others let out desperate cries.

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

The howling stopped abruptly.

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

The flesh and blood are rotten, black and red intertwined, like carrion after being dried at high temperature.

In the air, there was a faint stench.

at the same time……

In Chen Ye's eyes, the aura of good luck on the heads of the people in front of them, from the original black evil spirit sprouting and the blood-red halo lingering, has now returned to nothingness.

From the beginning to the end, Chen Ye watched the whole process attentively, keeping an extremely calm mind.

He knows that now he must seize every opportunity to observe what the world structure of "Strange Era" is like, what the rules are like, and what will happen if he violates the rules...

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

After all, their identities are the same as their own, they are all players.

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

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

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

The ignorance and reckless actions of Zhao Cheng and others destined them to be a group of losers in such a game.

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

After a brief fluctuation in his heart, he kept himself calm at an extremely fast speed, and extracted useful knowledge from it.

It’s like pulling one’s inner soul out, and the consciousness just comes into this body, from the perspective of away, calmly observes everything around, understands, analyzes, learns, and internalizes…

He carefully observed the whole process, constantly combined with the content of the game, and made an analysis in his mind.

"The old lady who sells chestnuts should have at least two different types of characteristics."

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

"Secondly, it has the characteristic ability related to the language type, similar to [Bewitcher]. Not only has the ability to bewitch, but also the logic is very clear, and it is also very good at citing scriptures. It is not like an old woman in an ordinary vegetable market at all, but like It’s the same as when a knowledgeable female Ph.D. retires at an old age and goes to the vegetable market to use the language ability of dimensionality reduction to bargain.”

"Thirdly, these foods seem to have the ability of [alienation], causing huge changes in the body structure."

"However, this [alienation] will not explode when the principle of equivalent exchange is followed."

"Even if there are some costs that are not good for oneself, the negative costs are offset through the premise of equivalence, so you can escape the rules of death."

"These young people would not have died, but they were eroded by the words of the [Bewitcher], and they violated the rules of death by destroying the principle of equivalence."

"Reduced to food..."

"Hiss... the effect of the combination of different characteristics is really terrifying."

Chen Ye was even more certain in his heart that the old lady selling chestnuts was not an ordinary cunning.

Today alone, there are as many as three types of characteristics displayed by the other party!

The most frightening thing is that these characteristics can cooperate with each other, linking each other to form a means of killing!
Witnessing the whole process of the chestnut seller dragging these players into the rules of death with words...

Chen Ye finally understood deeply what it means to be "afraid that hooligans are educated"!
The old chestnut seller looked down at the muddy fried chestnuts and sighed:
"What a delicious food, it's really heartbreaking to ruin it like this."

In the next second, her eyes turned to those players not far away who had turned into tumors and stood like flesh sculptures, and their faces were wrinkled all of a sudden:
"The good news is that new ingredients are available!"

(End of this chapter)