I'm Opening a Restaurant in Collapse

Zhao Bai lowered his head and pondered, and Yayi nodded thoughtfully, with a heavy expression.

Mr. Chen said in disbelief: "Did you find something? Why are you mourning? My daughter was buried three years ago, don't talk nonsense!"

"Next, we have to go deep into the fire."

Zhao Bai interrupted his words and drew his sword to be vigilant, no longer the lazy look just now.

Ya Yi understood what Zhao Bai meant, and quickly drew out her weapon.

Her sword is the standard configuration of every Taidao player of Destiny. The pulse Taida sword is a prototype type, which is the sword that Zhao Bai brought when he performed the mission with Qiyana last time.

"What are you talking about?!"

"Mr. Chen, hurry up and leave, you will regret staying."

Zhao Bai said without turning his head, it did not have the effect of persuading him to quit, but instead stimulated Mr. Chen's fighting spirit.

"I do not go!"

Zhao Bai was the most annoying of this situation. At that time, he should not have asked Mr. Chen to question him. Instead, he should have taken Yayi to explore the depths of the fire together.

This guy, obviously a civilian, has no fighting ability at all.

Hearing that it may be related to his dead daughter, he is no longer afraid and wants to meet her.

"Let me be there too!" Mr. Chen said sincerely.

Zhao Bai and Yayi looked at each other and nodded.

"It's not impossible..."

Zhao Bai's tone loosened, and he said, "However, you have no combat experience. What if we are too late to protect you in case of danger?"

"Can sign a waiver of liability."

As expected of a civilian, the answer is to sign a contract.

"But in the flames, there are many terrifying sights, can you really hold on?"

"Definitely!"

Zhao Bai didn't say a word, the raised blade was gently pressed down, his body was like a taut bow, and a bigger and more violent dimensional cut was slowly brewing in Zhao Bai's sheath.

Clang!

In an instant, an ice-blue world appeared in front of Mr. Chen's eyes.

Weird, terrifying, exuding bursts of twisted breath.

The burning bones, the corpses of animals that were half burned and still running, the burning tree trunks covered with bite marks, all turned into lifelike ice sculptures, and even the evaporated blood solidified in the air.

This scene is enough to make people coma on the spot.

For example, Mr. Chen rolled his eyes, thumped, and fell directly to the ground.

Chapter 25：冰镇牛肉

When Mr. Chen woke up, he saw that Zhao Bai was drawing circles on the land five feet away from Zhou Shen.

Looking down, he was firmly tied to a telephone pole, even his fingers were knotted, and it was extremely difficult to breathe.

Trying to break free was in vain.

When Zhao Bai roasted beef, in order to prevent the meat from falling apart, he would use exquisite knotting skills to tie it up. The same is true for human beings. With the help of Mei, he completed all this with little effort.

"You're tied here, don't move."

After Zhao Bai drew a complete circle, the completely solidified air turned into a barrier to isolate the heat wave.

He said mercilessly: "I just saw the surrounding scene, and I fainted directly. The interior of the forest fire field is [-] times more terrifying than here. It is called purgatory on earth, and you cannot survive there."

"So, leave it to our professionals."

Yayi made a sound to comfort her, but Zhao Bai didn't look back, and walked in the direction of the fire with two kitchen knives.

Just two steps out, Ya Yi immediately felt the heat wave coming from all directions, she hurried three steps and two steps, followed closely behind Zhao Bai, unwilling to leave.

Much like in a restaurant, customers who don't order food but only use the air conditioner.

Mr. Chen struggled desperately, looking at the two figures that were getting farther and farther away, his mood gradually fell to the bottom.

In one disaster after another, many people, like Mr. Chen, received invitations from dead relatives, went to the appointment with ecstasy, and were ruthlessly played with, only a few were able to save their lives.

In fact, the so-called resurrection of the dead is only the result of the collapse of the will through the body of the dead.

They have memories, but they are not people who were alive.

Just like the shadow of a person, the person has left, and only the shadow remains in vain, as a marionette, like a ghost, constantly attracting relatives, swallowing or transforming.

This kind of vile behavior is really... outrageous anger.

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Wildfires in Australia are very fierce.

On the day of the outbreak, it sometimes stretches for hundreds of kilometers overnight, burning from the wasteland to the ocean.

But this time, it's a little different.