The man in fast time travels with him, he is unparalleled in the world

Chapter 133 The Overlord Is Always the Lord of Terror (7)
After Ming Yu took the ingredients, he fiddled with them gracefully and slowly. After finishing them, he took out the bottles and jars, and finally looked up at the time.

Finding that there was still some time before the end of the countdown, I simply covered things with a layer of plastic wrap, took off the coffin behind me and used it as a pillow, and fell asleep.

Audiences:【……】

It really is to sell barbecue, and even the ingredients are produced.

Although seeing this person pushing the small cart all the way, everyone also faintly thought of this kind of result, but at that time they only talked about it in a joking manner.

With such a horror background, how can you really sell barbecue?

What's more, if they remember correctly, the thing on the back of this person is an incredible item.

Just like that, with a cold face and a dangerous look of not getting close to strangers, you come to buy barbecue, will anyone really come to buy it?

They saw that even the ghosts next to them were scared away...

[Is the anchor waiting for the students to leave school?But is there really anyone in that middle school that seems to have been deserted for several years? 】

【Didn't you see the name?Students may have it, but if it’s not a human being…]

Generally not.

Thinking of this, the audience suddenly felt goose bumps all over the floor.

I don't know if the ghosts inside will be as cute as the ones outside. They don't have high requirements, at least they must be harmless little ghosts who slip away when they see the anchor.

The audience had mixed feelings, anxiously waiting for the so-called ghosts to appear in the school.

Even in the process of waiting, even the barrage was not posted much.

However, the screen is still peaceful, except for a certain anchor who is sleeping soundly, there is no one else, and even those ghosts floating around suddenly seem to evaporate from the world.

Everything is too quiet.

This heart-wrenching and anxious process is really unbearable.

[Gan!Why does it look like it's about to start serious horror stories? I'm a little scared. 】

[Upstairs, hahaha, how can you make a voice?Use the most ruthless tone and say the most embarrassing words. 】

In any case, the live broadcast is clearly getting to the point now.

Just when they were full of anticipation and wanted to continue to unlock more plots, by the way, before that, to appreciate the host's face, the screen of this live broadcast was black!

A formulaic voice apologized to them——

"This is the end of today's live broadcast. The next live broadcast will be tomorrow night. Please pay attention."

The viewers who were aroused by the gluttons suddenly got this news, and they were about to explode.

Didn't they just start watching?
How come it's over so soon!
It's only ten o'clock, and it's still the beginning of the nightlife.

But no matter how much they wailed, Ming Yu's live broadcast was over.

Of course, the live broadcast was cut by 580 itself.

Because looking at the boss like this, he intends to sleep here until the next round of the game starts.

580, who is not very sensitive to people's faces, doesn't know what is so interesting about watching the live broadcast of the boss sleeping.

In order to keep the viewers fresh in this live broadcast, 580 felt that this should be the right choice.

Ming Yu is sleeping now.

Because this body is not any of Ming Yu's previous lives, it is the body of a real ordinary person, and he needs sleep.

In fact, this dark horror world is not suitable for ordinary people to stay, which makes his current body look a bit weird.

In sleep, time passed quickly.

When the live broadcast started again, because of the publicity of the first batch of viewers, the number of real-time viewers of the live broadcast has increased rapidly.

jingle jingle--

After a few strange sounds, it turned out to be a piece of music that sounded very ghostly.

It was this kind of voice that woke Ming Yu up.

Looking at the place where the sound came from, I found that the school was brightly lit. Although the eyes of the lights were more cold-toned, they were still light anyway.

This shows that the school has started to operate.

"Are you going to start?"

After the strange song, which was more like a devil's cry than a song, stopped, the ghosts outside the school filed in.

The player should be almost in place already.

Among these blue candles, there is a classroom with extremely bright lights, which looks like a little sun in the light of fireflies.

There is so much light there, it should be where the player will be teleported.

Simile has extraordinary eyesight and can see the essence through phenomena.

No matter the "people" who walked into the school from the outside, or in the entire campus, the "people" wandering around are all strangely shaped corpses and some strange floating objects.

People usually call them "zombies" and "ghosts" when they see such things.

However, seeing the thin red thread dripping with blood wrapped around them, and then looking down at the thin blue thread on his body, Ming Yu was thoughtful.

Of course, in the eyes of ordinary viewers, this extremely abnormal campus is no different from the schools outside.

Those strange things that are pouring into the school are just normal school students in the eyes of the audience.

And this is also an illusion given by this world.

[Pious Yangou yuui: After waiting for a long time, the broadcast finally starts, let's lick my brother's face first, suck it up. 】

[Balabala little poison: The horror live broadcast that was promised, why did it become a live broadcast to buy snacks around the school? 】

[Think about my wife every day: The students are just starting school now, but where is the anchor live broadcasting? Why is it daytime over there? 】

Having said that, other people quickly noticed this weird point.

But soon it automatically rationalized——

It turns out that this live broadcast is now abroad.

[jhffjfk: Although I came to Kaka to watch the horror live broadcast, it seems good to watch the food live broadcast once in a while. 】

Because in the camera, the person who made them wait for a long time has started to cook barbecue on his own.

The person slowly and gracefully opened the device, and then put chicken wings, chicken legs, hesitant leeks... brushed with oil and other spices, and baked until golden and crispy.

It makes people very appetizing.

Audiences:【……】

Poison in the middle of the night!

They had just eaten, but now they saw such food and wanted to eat it again.

[I want to lose weight: This is a live broadcast of evil that prevents me from having a perfect body. 】

[What a big pot: But this barbecue looks so delicious, why didn't the students next to me buy it? 】

This doesn't make sense. Normally, students should all like the snacks around the school.

This sentence successfully aroused the audience's thinking.

Not long after, looking at the gloomy and terrifying anchor and the rising sun in the live broadcast, the audience fell silent.

They seem to understand something.

...Anchor, you have no future like this.

Who the hell got up in the morning to buy barbecue!

But this is a very handsome and good-looking anchor, and the "mental retardation" was swallowed, and he didn't type it out.

Knowing that the anchor on their new fans doesn't have any business acumen, there may be some small problems in IQ, and the sports cells don't seem to be doing well, the fans began to comfort this distressed anchor.

[Oh my god, it's uncomfortable: What a nice person, hey. 】

[La la la la: It doesn't matter, brat, we can eat with our faces, we won't die of hunger. 】

Simile:……?
The style of the barrage painting changed suddenly, and the boss who didn't quite understand what was going on looked up at the camera, and soon felt bored again, and continued to bury himself in his own barbecue.

Regardless of the coming and going of the audience's strict eyes, but the unsightly students who don't patronize the anchor, they are just slowly grilling a bunch of negatives.

By the time the first batch of barbecues were ready, the students had already walked into the campus, and there was no one else on the road. Now the only person visible in the camera is the security guard.

Now the bell for class has rung.

At this moment, Ming Yu could clearly feel that this originally lifeless place was infused with a few breaths of freshness.

One, two, three... a total of twelve people.

This time there were twelve players in this world...

But there are definitely more than twelve people who are pulled in at the same time.

There are other spaces that are simultaneously carrying out terrorist escape activities.

There are no one knows how many people are trapped in the entire horror world.

After cooking enough barbecue, Ming Yu wrapped it in tin foil to keep it warm, then pushed his own small cart to pick up the coffin and walked towards the school gate.

As expected, he was stopped.

The doorman was vicious and looked very grumpy.

"What are you doing? It's the class time for students. No one is allowed to go in."

With Ming Yu's attire, it doesn't look like he's here to find someone.

The strangely dressed man stared at the ordinary-looking "guard" for a while.

Different from the view of the audience, what he saw was spraying blood mist, his head was smashed, his limbs looked like a piece of disgusting stuff, and his torso was a white bone with blood on it.

Feeling that the smelly mist was about to contaminate the food, the person who hadn't spoken all this time silently put the trolley behind him.

Before the ghost made more troubles, Ming Yu tore down a section of the school fence and squashed the chattering thing.

[Mist Grass! 】

The audience was so shocked that they couldn't speak when they saw this sudden scene, and the phrase "fog grass" filled the screen.

[Good guy, I'm just a good guy! 】

The guard was actually crushed by the guardrail and became a prototype.

The combination of carrion and skeleton is simply eye-catching.

Although it is mosaic, they can also get a rough idea from the horrible color and not too heavy size!

[I was so naive, I thought the host was going to change, but I didn't expect it to be a horror live broadcast. 】

[Only I am curious, since the guards are not human, what are the students? 】

What else could it be!

Needless to say, they already know.

However, this anchor, who seemed to them to be a bit of a worry about IQ, just walked in so carelessly?
Although his strength is good, from the first live broadcast, it can be seen that the ghosts seem to be more afraid of him.

However, if they read correctly, the students who just entered are at least a few thousand older, right?
Can he do it alone?

But the anchor proved with his strength that he didn't need to be worried at all.

For some unknown reason, it seems that people who have no eyesight like the "doorman" no longer exist.

Now is the time for the first class, the students are all in class, and there will be some people who look like teachers passing by on the road.

But they generally ignore him.

When he was about to walk to the building where the player was, a middle-aged couple came to talk to him.

"Brother, why didn't you change your clothes? Are you being lazy with this look?"

"We are in the campus world here. You are dressed like this... Are you a street vendor or a vampire? You really don't care."

"Come on, come on, I'll take you to the backstage to change your clothes, and put your wife down first, don't worry about the stroller."

As he said that, the two enthusiastic people held his hands up.

"You are too careless. If the master finds out, you will be wiped out."

Ming Yu was stunned for a moment, seeing something muddy on his hand, and then looked at these two exceptionally abnormal "people".

Unlike what the audience saw, his face was already pale enough to be mistaken for human beings. In the eyes of human beings, these were two wriggling clumps of mud.

Simile:"……"

Mud essence?
These two are simply the clear stream among a group of mutilated corpses and strange floating objects.

Of course, they also have those bloody threads on their bodies, but...

Those threads tied and slid on their slippery bodies, even though they bound them, but because of the characteristics of these two non-Newtonian masses, the red threads failed to control their movements.

Although these two clumps are also ugly, they don't have a bad smell on them.

Ming Yu glanced at the well-wrapped food and trolley, and then at the time in the sky.

Great, it's still a while before the big break.

The students who hadn't had breakfast hadn't been released yet.

After thinking about it, I decided to go with them first.

Maybe this is a good opportunity.

Ming Yu didn't let go of the trolley, nor put down the coffin behind him, and Ming Yu silently followed behind those two clumps of talking mud.

That Muddy No. [-] saw the ghost with a cold face and didn't speak, but refused to put down the coffin.

"Brother, you haven't been carrying your wife all this time, are you? Looking at her like this, she seems unconscious and unable to survive. It's useless for you to carry it like this."

"Besides, it's not easy to change to this image when you're working. You'd better find a place and bury your wife properly."

Ming Yu paused.

I understand that the "wife" they keep referring to refers to the dead body on his back.

Although it was a mistake, but, strictly speaking, the one behind is indeed the wife of this body, and it seems that there is nothing wrong with calling her wife.

Regarding this question, the cold ghost that was walking silently moved its eyeballs, looked somewhere, and didn't look at the two lumps of mud, just said something——

"She's dead, but she can be found."

This faint sentence seems to comfort, but there is no more meaning.

And listening to the cold and emotionless sentence made the two groups of mud full of emotion hear the hidden sentimentality.

The blob of female-looking mud had tears in its eyes.

"Brother, you...are deeply affectionate."

And the clump of male-sexed mud isn't much better.

The two of them just looked at him with pity eyes in such a tacit understanding.

...Hey, what a good young man, for the fate that has long been impossible, he made himself like this, and he gave up on himself and didn't finish the work.

You know, here, if you don't follow the rules, it will be fatal.

Ming Yu didn't know what they were imagining, he just felt as if he was treated as a little boy who needed to be cared for, and along the way, these two groups of mud who thought they were elders greeted him with care.

After listening to the beeping all the way, they finally arrived at their destination.

A place that looks like an office.

All kinds of grotesque monsters are busy working inside.

Following the guidance of the mud, he went to the place where he received the "clothes".

The ghost in the costume gave him a disgusted look.

"Why are you here so late? Do you want to be dismissed as an irrational mob? Hurry up and put it on, go to work."

This costume is not a simple piece of clothing, but a layer of skin that allows these ugly things to disguise themselves as human beings.

He felt that he didn't seem to need it, but when he turned around, he saw two groups of mud looking at him with encouraging eyes.

Simile:"……"

In the end he put on that skin and became a still handsome chef.

The difference is that before, only these two groups of silly mud thought he was a chef, but now all the "people" in the whole school have acquiesced to his identity.

However, he still did not put down the coffin he was carrying, and was still pushing the small cart, waiting downstairs in the teaching building.

ding ding ding-

get out of class has ended.

I don't know if there will be blood when I eat this time.

　Today is also a good day to update.

　　I found that I haven't added more to the gift, so I owe it first, and I will see how much I need to add when I have time tomorrow.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)