In order to ascend, I had no choice but to play games.

Chapter 288 Big Harvest ([-]st update)
The lady at the door suddenly showed a disgusted expression.

This expression made Gonggong satisfied and his interest returned.

She took a step forward, and the ghost lady in front of her took a step back. She didn't stop until she reached the wall behind her.

Pushing the ghost lady against the wall, Gonggong looked up at the person in front of him and said with an evil smile: "What on earth do you want from me, madam?"

"My miss, she..."

"It has nothing to do with your lady, I'm asking you. Are you really okay with me? Of course, you can come to me if you're okay. My heart is open to you at any time."

"I……"

Pushing Gong Gong's kick away, the warlord walked up to Mrs. Ghost and glanced at Gong Gong with disgust: "Let's do the side mission first. Don't bring your boring hobbies here!"

"You just feel uncomfortable watching other people pick up girls. Watching other people pick up girls would be worse than death!"

"Shut up and get on with the task. Don't forget, I'm your baby mother, you have to listen to me."

"Damn it, you're using your identity as a little mother to oppress me at this time!"

However, what the Overseer said made sense, and Gonggong had no choice but to obey the Overseer's arrangement and set off with the Ghost Lady to the Ghost Bride's location.

At this time, it was already the time when the lanterns were going on, everything was quiet, and the watchman's voice was vague and endless, as if he was summoning spirits from afar.

A big red lantern was hung on the door. The red light looked like balls of red steam, which made people's scalp numb.

The pedestrians on the road looked more like ghosts than humans. They all had their heads shrunken like quails, wrapped in clothes like whitening shrouds, and walked quietly on the road.

Several people were standing on the side of the road carrying a sedan. The sedan looked quite new, but when you got closer, you realized that these were not real people.

Each paper figure has a pale smile, and the eyes drawn on the face look dullly ahead, with abnormal blush on the face.

The strong sense of atmosphere made the audience in the live broadcast room hold their breath and stare at the screen.

In order to lighten the atmosphere, an audience member said: [In "God of Cookery", there are quite a lot of such tasks. After all, "God of Cookery" is a food game with a fairy background, so it is normal to have some content about gods and ghosts.Don't be afraid, it's normal operation. 】

[We all understand the truth, but the problem is, this is a game made by Fangcheng Studio!Their horror games can really scare people to death. 】

[Yes, Gonggong, are you scared to death?You can call it out now, we won't laugh at you. 】

[That’s right, just call it out.It's common sense to add a bit of astringent elements to horror games. 】

Looking at the content in the live broadcast room, Gonggong found that all the viewers were mean.

He was obviously scared to death, but he refused to say it out loud. It seemed that it was for his own good, but in fact, everyone was making excuses for his cowardice.

Sitting directly on the sedan, Gonggong said directly to the ghost lady in front of him: "Let's go. And, madam, are you really not willing to sit in the same sedan with me? The moonlight is beautiful tonight."

The ghost lady holding an oil umbrella floated directly forward, not wanting to pay attention to Gonggong.

When Gonggong got on the sedan, several paper figures immediately lifted the sedan and floated lightly into the distance.

Although they are paper figures, the pace of these strange things is very steady. Several paper figures move forward cooperatively, and their movements are uniform, and there is almost no feeling on the sedan chair.

A paper man holding a lantern appeared out of nowhere, humming an unknown song and walking in front of him. His voice was like complaining, and his song was so sad that it made people cry.

Listening to the sound, the audience in the live broadcast room became more and more creepy, and it felt like there were many more people coming out of the room.

I don’t know how long I walked, but the sedan finally stopped.

As the curtain of the sedan was opened, the things outside finally appeared in front of the audience.

The dilapidated old house was deserted, with only the faint sounds of opera singers and red lanterns hanging on both sides of the door, dyeing the place bright red with a blood-like color.

The brazier that the bride needs to step over is still burning quietly at the door of the courtyard. Two paper figures acting as doormen stand at the door with harmless smiles on their faces, stiffly greeting the visiting guests.

The courtyard was full of seats, but it was completely silent at the moment. There were a large number of tables, chairs and benches in the huge courtyard. There was a guest sitting on each chair, but no one was talking.

If you look closely, you can see that these people are all paper figures.

Compared with the paper figures who act as servants, these paper figures look more realistic and move more smoothly, but the inhuman feeling is even stronger.

Even through the screen, people can still feel the emptiness of the scene. The more lively the surroundings look, the stronger the feeling of panic inside.

[Gonggong, stop playing. Let’s play some games that are good for the body and mind. 】

"Why?" Gonggong asked in confusion, "I think this place is quite interesting."

"That's right." Taiyin also came over and said, "Look, everything on the table looks delicious."

[Are you sure you will survive after eating it? 】

【Eating anything will only harm you! 】

[Taiyin, although you have always been a comedian, at this time, we still hope you will be a little more cowardly and run away! 】

Looking at the speeches in the live broadcast room, the three of them still couldn't figure out what they were afraid of.

For the weapon spirit, the situation here is actually not a big deal.

They are different from humans. The paper man in front of them cannot stimulate their uncanny valley effect. Looking at the paper man is no different from seeing a human being.

And you can't die in a place like this. There will be a lot of rewards after completion, so there is no need to go back.

A paper man in charge came over and gave the three of them a big salute as soon as they met. Then he said in a hoarse voice: "Thank you three for coming. I am the steward here. Although we have hired many chefs, it is a pity that there are no chefs." One of them is willing to come here to help, which has caused my lady's marriage to be delayed again and again. If it really drags on, my lady is too old and she really won't be able to get married."

After finishing speaking, the steward wiped his eyes and squeezed out two drops of red ink.

Seeing more and more paint on the opponent's hands, the audience became even more hairy.

But Gonggong still said as if nothing had happened: "Then you really hired the right person. I am a well-known young lady here. My cooking skills are superb. I guarantee that no one will survive!"

[There are so many flaws in this sentence, I don’t know where to complain. 】

[Yes, are you sure your cooking skills are not killing skills? 】

[And there should be no living people here, right?How do you let them die? 】

[As expected of Gonggong, he has easily reached the realm of complaints that we cannot reach. 】

With his chest puffed up proudly, Gonggong accepted the compliments from the audience, then faced the steward and asked, "What do we need to do?"

"Just cook. But my lady comes from a wealthy family. Although you are famous, you still need to take the exam. Please make a few special dishes first, and I will taste them for the eldest lady first."

Then, the steward's head turned around on his neck, and the originally amiable old man disappeared, replaced by a fierce face, like Shura's.

"But if it doesn't go well, don't blame me for killing you."

The change of expression made the audience swallow their saliva and their mood became even more tense.But Gonggong rolled up his sleeves and said, "Okay, let me use the kitchen first."

Although it looks like a cemetery outside, the kitchen here is fully stocked.

There are all kinds of condiments, the prepared chicken, duck, and fish are neatly placed, and several paper figures are standing by waiting for instructions. Everything seems to be in order.

However, Gonggong did not let the paper people stay. Instead, he sent all the paper people out and started working alone inside.

Not long after, I saw the fire inside and the pungent smell overflowing. The paper figures in the yard all turned their heads and looked at the activities in the kitchen with wide eyes.

A quarter of an hour later, Gonggong took out a pot full of black, sticky substance.

There were still some traces of unprocessed food left in the food, and the prototype's head seemed to be wailing in pain, fully demonstrating its unwillingness and despair before death.

"It's finally done, steward, you eat first."

Looking at these strange things, the steward's originally calm expression froze.

It swallowed the non-existent saliva with difficulty and looked at the thing in front of it blankly. It took a long time before asking: "What is this?"

"Level [-] recipes, delicious food you have never enjoyed before."

"Are you sure this isn't a torture device?"

"You are so rude! I worked hard, used a lot of good things, and finally made delicious food, but you actually said it was a torture instrument. Is this the way you treat guests here? It's okay if you don't eat it. Hand over all the transportation expenses, lost time from work, and mental damages to me!"

The big hats were buckled down one after another, making it difficult for the person in charge to get off. In the end, he could only pick up the spoon with difficulty, carefully scooped up half a spoon, and rubbed half of it down before putting it in his mouth and eating it bit by bit.

Seeing this scene, the audience in the live broadcast room spoke up.

[Gonggong, others need money to eat, but you need your life here. 】

[I was actually sympathizing with an NPC, and I felt like I was floating. 】

[I am a kind-hearted person and I don’t want to see others suffer. Please help me watch and tell me when the person in charge dies and when to call me. 】

The miracle still hasn't happened.

Just hearing a scream, the person in charge immediately bleeded from all his orifices, collapsed to the ground, and soon became silent.

Squatting down, Gonggong poked the housekeeper on the ground with a rice spoon and said with certainty: "It's dead."

"We are not blind, isn't it obvious!" The warlord immediately shouted, "Run quickly, I don't want to be beheaded again!"

Gonggong was about to run away, but then she thought of something, stared at the paper man on the ground and asked, "Wait, did we really kill someone?"

"The witnesses and physical evidence are all there, why are you living in vain!"

"I mean, is this guy human?"

"Why not! Wait, it seems like it's not."

The three of them squatted down, looked at the paper man's body on the ground, and discussed with the audience for a long time, and finally came to a conclusion:
This guy is definitely not a human being.

After all, the definition of a person is flesh and blood, not something tied up with paper.

After confirming this definition, the guy in front of me should have damaged the equipment due to improper use and has nothing to do with the dead person.

The three of them only accidentally destroyed some items and absolutely did not hurt anyone.

After confirming this, the governor just breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Gonggong squat down and start groping on the steward's body.

"What are you doing again!"

"Touch the corpse. It's rare to find such a corpse. No, it's a human-shaped treasure box placed in front of us. It would be a pity not to touch it."

"We were invited to cook when the person was alive, not to touch the body!"

"Ah, I found the recipe! I still have money, so I can eat roast suckling pig tomorrow."

"...Step aside, let's touch it together."

The three people came over and touched the body of the tragically deceased steward. Their wallets immediately bulged a lot.

After dragging the humanoid treasure box aside, the warlord was about to leave when he found Gonggong looking at the remaining guests in front of him.

After looking at the guests and then at Gonggong, the warlord asked in disbelief: "You can't be..."

"Now that you've thought of it, do it with me."

"Isn't it too perverted!"

"Tomorrow is the launch date of Osmanthus Wine..."

"Well……"

"The newly brewed osmanthus wine is clear and sweet, with a refreshing taste. With the crystal elbows, I can eat ten of them in one sitting."

"...They're all paper figures anyway, let's do it together!"

Spoonfuls of unknown substances were delivered to the guests. Each paper man looked at the food in front of him in fear and did not dare to move at all.

But a certain mechanism has been triggered. They must pick up the chopsticks, stretch out their hands stiffly, put spoonfuls of dark matter into their mouths, and then fall to the ground.

The guests left the party early before the bride and groom showed up.

Looking at the paper figures that fell to the ground, the warlord didn't even have time to feel regretful. He saw Gonggong start to touch them one by one.

Sighing, she also moved forward and touched it together.

After returning home with a full load, they no longer bothered to receive the reward, and left here directly with these things. They fled back to their hotel to update the equipment, buy recipes, and then go shopping for delicious food.

Seeing this scene, the audience discovered that what is more terrifying than ghosts is the human heart.

What's more terrifying than the human heart is Gonggong's cuisine.

Sitting on a pile of delicious food, the three simply closed the shop for the whole day, drinking and eating meat in the room, so happy.

But even though she was enjoying herself, Taiyin still asked worriedly: "Will we be retaliated by the NPC if we do this?"

"What are you afraid of?" Gonggong said while chewing on the boneless chicken feet. "It's just an NPC on a mission. Can she come out and beat us? And if she dares to come, we will vote for her again."

"Is it?"

The sound of Yin's test sounded, causing the temperature of the room to drop instantly.

(End of this chapter)