Please, This is a Scary World

　　The live broadcast of Grey World, which was supposed to be bloody and exciting, was completely misdirected by Fang Ming and Hong Doudou.

　　(PS: If someone is watching, can you squeak, I'm so scared.).

Chapter 6

　　After a while, Fang Ming had put all the hair into the sack.

　　There were three sacks in total.

　　Looking at his achievements, Fang Ming wiped the sweat from his forehead, and a gratified smile appeared on his face.

　　However, this just made the originally weird room a little bit more normal.

　　Now, it's just the beginning.

　　There was still so much minced meat and severed limbs on the ground, and thick dust all over the house.

　　"Cleaning is really physical work."

　　Fang Ming sighed, and then devoted himself to the great job of cleaning.

　　He found a broom in the room that had not been used for at least five or six years. There was also a lot of hair wrapped around it, but the amount of hair was drizzle compared to the previous one.

　　Fang Ming did not dislike it, and began to clean the ground meat.

　　This time, he still put all the rubbish in a sack.

　　Don't know how there are so many big bags in the room.

　　It took about fifteen minutes for Fang Ming to finally put all the shredded flesh and rotten heads on the ground into the sack, and swept the ground.

　　The room looked a lot cleaner at once, but it was still a little gloomy because of the tungsten light bulbs.

　　And the windows of the balcony were also sealed with wooden boards, and the wooden boards were all engraved with strange runes.

　　So far, half an hour has passed.

　　There is still half an hour before Fang Ming's roommate "failing" returns home.

　　"I've never felt so hard to clean a room before."

　　Fang Ming was slightly out of breath, he glanced at the attribute panel, and his stamina had already consumed 20 points.

　　The original 100 full value of stamina now has only 80 points left.

　　One-fifth of the consumption is indeed quite large.

　　At this time, the number of people in Fang Ming's live broadcast room also increased from three or four to seven or eight.

　　These seven or eight people maintained a strange silence at this time.

　　They feel that their three views are about to collapse.

　　Fang Ming naturally didn't know what was going on in the live broadcast room.

　　After resting for a few seconds, he went to the bedroom and ripped off the blood-stained sheet on the bed.

　　This thing definitely can't continue to sleep.

　　It was moist and bloody.

　　Throw the sheets into the sack of ground meat.

　　Fang Ming took another ten minutes to clean the dust in the entire room.

　　At this point, the whole room is cleaned.

　　The system beep sounded just in time.

　　[Congratulations to the host for completing daily tasks and cleaning.Mission reward: daily skill "Maintenance (primary)", reward has been issued]

　　The next moment, Fang Ming only felt a slight shock in his mind, and he gained a lot of knowledge about maintenance.

　　Looking at the furniture in the room that lacked arms and legs, he could immediately think of a repair plan.

　　Fang Ming's eyes were slightly happy, but he did not immediately start repairs.

　　He glanced at the time on the system panel: "There are ten minutes left, and my ghost roommate will be back soon. If I repair the furniture now, there is definitely not enough time. Since I have to live in someone's house from now on, then I have to show it anyway? So, let me cook a welcome meal for my future roommate!"

　　Thinking like this, Fang Ming walked straight to the kitchen.

　　Everyone in the live broadcast room watched Fang Ming find a cutting board and a kitchen knife in the kitchen, and then took out some strange ingredients from the broken refrigerator.

　　All of a sudden, the staring eyes rolled away, feeling unbelievable and incomprehensible.

　　: Ladies and gentlemen, what do you think?The anchor isn't trying to cook, is it?

　　: I'm lying on the sofa watching, my brain has stopped thinking at the moment.

　　: Unbelievable, shattering the three views, doing whatever you want.

　　: I almost suspected that I entered the wrong software, and thought I entered a normal live broadcast app.

　　: So, what did the anchor think? After everyone else entered the gray world, they were all ready to fight. He looked like he was ready to live in the gray world for a long time!

　　: To be honest, I have never cleaned up my house like this.

　　: Although I am a chef, I would like to know, how does the anchor cook in the gray world?Does he know these ingredients, and is there a fire for him to cook?This is totally unscientific.

　　With the chef's reminder, everyone suddenly realized the problem.

　　This is a gray world!

　　No rice, no flour, no vegetables, no fruit.

　　In the past, people who ate in the gray world usually took ready-made things from the real world to eat.

　　This... cooks in the gray world, I have never seen it before!

　　Isn't this bullshit?

　　"Mingye, the taste is fresh and sweet, it can neutralize the strange taste of other ingredients in the gray world, and it is suitable for cooking porridge."

　　"Ghost essence, the main food of ghosts, actually doesn't taste good. You can try any cooking method."

　　"The squirming foreign soil has a strong fishy smell. It takes heavy ingredients to make soup."

　　"Heart of Fear..."

　　Fang Ming distinguished various strange ingredients, while silently reciting the uses of these ingredients.

　　It should be because of his life skills [Cooking (Elementary)], every time he sees an ingredient, he immediately thinks of these things in his mind.

　　So much so that everyone in the live broadcast room was stunned.

　　I don't know why Fang Ming knows these strange things.

　　In the past, there were people who had flipped through the refrigerators in Grey World, and had seen those weird ingredients, but no one knew them and couldn't make them.

　　Some people have tried to eat those things directly like those evil spirits.

　　The result was either a direct violent death or a pull out of strength.

　　In the end, everyone came to a conclusion: the things in the gray world cannot be eaten.

　　But when they saw Fang Ming's serious look, they couldn't help but look forward to it.

　　Maybe, this weird anchor can really cook with these ingredients?

　　Fang Ming chose three out of the dozen or so strange ingredients.

　　He was going to make a porridge to drink first.

　　After all, it is the first time to use the ingredients of the gray world, so be careful.

　　Start with the simplest foods.

　　After the decision, Fang Ming took action.

　　On the wall of the kitchen hangs a black gas-wrapped kitchen knife.

　　This kitchen knife is less than a foot long, the blade is cold, the light is emitting, and it looks extremely sharp.

　　"It doesn't feel like an ordinary knife."

　　Fang Ming hesitated for a moment, but reached out and picked up the kitchen knife.

　　The kitchen knife was cold, and as soon as Fang Ming picked it up, the entire palm of his hand was quickly covered with ice crystals.

　　The biting chill came directly.

　　The next moment, a strong resentment rushed out from the kitchen knife.

　　The grievances turned into crying heads, and they grabbed Fang Ming's face with countless dark claws wrapped in them.

　　At the same time, a shrill cry suddenly sounded in his ears: "It hurts, it hurts! Hehehe, replace me, replace me, die, everyone should be damned! Damn it!"

　　The thick black mist instantly wrapped Fang Ming's face, and vaguely one could see painful grimace struggling above the black mist, with sinister faces and resentment! .

Chapter 7

　　Such a terrifying scene, everyone in the live broadcast room only felt cold all over.

　　: Hiss, if I read it right, this knife is at least a level 10 cursed sharp knife. The level of resentment on it is estimated to be several hundred. The anchor is going to be cold.

　　: Well, based on experience, using cursed items that are far beyond your own level is likely to be dissipated by the resentment inside. The anchor is only level 1 now, I see, it's hanging!

　　: The anchor is stunned now. I guess it must be the impact of resentment. I remember that when I was still level 3, I once touched a level 5 cursed item, and it immediately became cold.

　　: Cough, speaking of this, I have had this experience before, and the anchor must be cold this time.

　　: I bet a hair, the anchor will explode and die soon, and then return to the Two Realms Square.

　　: That's for sure, the anchor will definitely be cold this time. If he is not cold, I will live upside down and diarrhea!

　　: Then I'll live upside down and drink water.

　　As soon as the barrage of these two people was finished, before anyone could respond, the black mist that enveloped Fang Ming's head in the room suddenly dissipated, as if it had never appeared before.

　　I saw a trace of stunned Fang Ming's face, and then he held the kitchen knife, picked up the strange ingredients next to him very plainly, and began to crunchly cut.