I'm Opening a Restaurant in Collapse

It was a suicide note.

[First of all, I want to explain that my name is Cup Snake, a genuine thirteen-year-old genius writer, not an ignorant body hidden in a cultivation warehouse. What gives meaning is never the body, but the human spirit, so I declare in advance that the following words are based on my speech as a human cup snake]

Zhao Bai sighed and looked down.

[I am not afraid, but a little excited. I have been chasing mysterious people. Before I die, I find that I am a part of the mysterious.

[But it's one thing not to be afraid, it's another thing to be angry, this one means I can't record anymore, all the mysteries in the world, I've only seen little gang fights and genetic mutants, Not that they're bad, they're just too small, and there's a lot of bigger stuff out there. 】

【Is there really a secret religion?Do superancient civilizations exist?What the hell does the beast look like? ...I've never seen any of these.]

[The most important thing is, Boss Zhao, I can't finish writing your story, maybe this is fate, I am not qualified to be a historian, not even qualified to record]

"..."

Zhao Bai didn't expect that what she was thinking about was not a disguise, it was probably the all-purpose amnestic method.

What can I do?

Of course sympathy.

Zhao Bai continued to look down. Cup Snake is indeed a person who regards the code as his life. Even if he knew that his life was fake, and soon his consciousness would dissipate, he was just worried that he would have nothing to write about. It was unimaginable. of pure people.

No wonder, only hypothetical people are so perfect.

But it is not without temperament, Zhao Bai can feel the resentment hidden between the lines.

[I can't imagine that someone with no quality will occupy this body instead of me, and I can't avoid a burst of nausea]

[I have two requests to Boss Zhao. First, I have only finished Chapter 1 of your novel, but it is already an independent short story. If you publish it, it will be considered as meal expenses]

Zhao Bai made a slight estimate that this guy wrote more than [-] words a day and night, and wrote the entire secret history of the gangster. Counting the previous ones, he could indeed publish a book.

[Secondly, I still can’t stand the feeling of being occupied by my body. Just thinking about it makes me sick. I can’t do anything to that person, but Boss Zhao, you can. I hope you will kill him, even if you can’t kill him. To make him wake up trembling when he hears your name in his sleep, there will never be any peace]

[You...probably can do it? 】

This is the end of writing, Zhao Bai touched his head, feeling that this is a heavy entrustment, the phone is gently put down, and the lock screen gradually turns dark black.

Zhao Bai is waiting for the sinner to wake up.

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"What are you doing?"

Bronya's voice came from the communicator:

"You stopped at that spot, what happened? Or did the Grey Snake show up?"

Zhao Bai tapped the table lightly, not knowing what to say.

"Tell me the exact locations of the more than [-] intelligence houses, and I'll clean them up one by one."

"..."

What responded to Zhao Bai was a touch of silence.

After a long while, Bronya replied slowly:

"Ok."

Immediately, a document appeared in Zhao Bai's mobile phone, and he continued to wait. He didn't know when it started. A bell resembling a birthday echoed in the laboratory, and the gray snake gradually woke up.

She opened her eyes and noticed the dark Zhao Bai.

"How do you feel?"

Gray Snake wanted to get up, and suddenly realized that his whole body was bound by chains, he simply sat down relaxed, and looked at her mockingly, as if he thought he didn't die fast enough.

"I killed a friend of yours, if you have the urge to kill me, that's all the better."

Gray Snake carefully wanted to provoke him, but she didn't know what happened while she was sleeping, she could only tell from Zhao Bai's expression that he wasn't too sad, just stood up and raised his knife silently, I don't mean to listen to people.

It's really exciting.

Zhao Bai took out his glasses from his arms and put them on respectfully. In the blink of an eye, his aura changed.

Is that the look in the eyes of the ants?

No, not even a living thing, Grey Snake felt that she had died in front of her, and the danger of death washed her brain, making this human body tremble.

The long knife pierced through the chest.

No blood was sprayed out, and all the blood instantly solidified in the low temperature, instantly turning into a hard ice sculpture.

After doing all this, Zhao Bai sat down and waited.

The training warehouse sounded the alarm, the consciousness of the ancients poured in, the hatch opened, and the slender body flowed out along with the culture liquid.

what is the problem?

Scared?

It was too late to think about it, Zhao Bai kicked her body away, the tip of the knife fell again, and this body also turned into an eternal statue in the silence. Zhao Bai took the knife and left, silently going to the next location, and continued to do ashes. Snake Executioner.

According to the temperature, time, and body endurance, the person he just stabbed and frozen will die in seven minutes and six seconds, and the time left in the middle is used to allow himself to move.

Therefore, a good chef must be a good executioner.