I open a supermarket with strange rules

"You!" Zhou Ling's young face showed obvious anger, and he said sarcastically, "A reckless man like you who only knows how to rely on brute force will die in the dungeon sooner or later."

Captain Zhou frowned and said, "Okay, shut up and eat your meal."

Zhou Ling, whose face was filled with the expression "I am Long Aotian", became very stubborn when she heard these words. She shut up obediently and turned away.

The direction we were walking was the canteen.

Zhao Xiyue looked at his back thoughtfully.

The canteen of the Administration is very big. David, who had sent Gao Juan to the medical room, came back and introduced it with great excitement, "Our canteen is unique, everyone who eats here says it's delicious!"

He gave a thumbs up exaggeratedly and introduced the special dishes to Zhao Xiyue.

"Tomato and egg, fried eggplant with meat..."

David talked incessantly, and Zhao Xiyue looked at the people coming and going in the cafeteria with some surprise.

Due to the influence of rules, vegetables from the real world cannot be grown in the world of ghost stories.

A damn rich second-generation like Lan Ling had never had a proper meal before he met Zhao Xiyue.

Their main food is the nutrient solution produced in the Future Science and Technology City, brought out from some copies, and low-pollution meat.

But the Ghost Story Management Bureau does have them, and there are quite a few of them, and they have become daily dishes.

This means that they have either mastered certain specific rules and can grow vegetables in the world of ghost stories.

Or, they can connect with the real world.

Zhao Xiyue's eyes darkened slightly and the smile on her lips grew wider.

David, who was announcing the dishes, paused and felt a chill on his back.

The dish was served. Zhao Xiyue took a bite. Although the taste was not as good as in the real world, it was definitely gourmet food in the world of ghost stories.

Captain Zhou is in completely different states on the training ground and at the dinner table.

At this moment, he happily chatted with Zhao Xiyue, "Xiyue, where are you from?"

Zhao Xiyue glanced at him and said frankly, "I'm from City B, and I was drawn into the world of ghost stories two years ago.

I used to live in a temporary gathering place, but unfortunately, two months ago, the gathering place was breached in a strange night raid.

Later, I happened to go to the fishing village on the south bank and met Captain Chen. "

Captain Zhou nodded and sighed, "It's hard to hold on in this temporary gathering place without a complete defense system.

I am lucky to have been able to hold on for two years.”

Zhao Xiyue chatted with him, and both the host and the guest enjoyed the meal very much.

After finishing their meal, the group returned to the training ground.

Captain Zhou introduced, "The mission is about to start, and we will be together during this period.

In the dungeon, the tacit understanding among your teammates may very likely save your life.

There are some basic books in the office. You can take a look if you are interested.

You can use the equipment as you like, and put it on my account, you’re welcome.”

After saying that, he went to the shooting range to practice shooting.

Zhao Xiyue discovered that the action team was coordinated.

For example, in Team Nine, Captain Zhou is good at using guns and is also the central control commander.

David is carefree and has solid muscles, so he should be the main attacker.

Gao Juan looks thin, but is very agile and serves as a scout.

Zhou Ling’s talent is a modified talent, and it is the strongest output in the team at critical moments.

There is another member named Xiao Huan, who is a thin boy who likes to tinker with tools. He speaks very little and is a mysterious person who is even more socially anxious than Wen Ruoshui.

Zhao Xiyue has never heard him utter three words to this day.

She was a little confused now. This team was well-equipped, so why did Chen Zhao want to recruit her?

Zhao Xiyue shook her head and picked up a book at random.

"Rules of Survival"

[1. Finding the rules is the first priority for survival. Find the rules as soon as you enter the dungeon...]

After reading the first line of words, Zhao Xiyue fell silent.

She looked up and exchanged glances with Wen Ruoshui.

She had seen this book in the real world.

The Ghost Story Management Bureau is indeed connected to the real world.

I flipped through a few books and found that they were all similar to mine.

Truly valuable books would not be placed here randomly.

Zhao Xiyue put down the book and walked into the training ground.

Captain Zhou hurried over, stuffed a golden ticket into her hand, and said quickly, "The dungeon is about to start, get ready."

Zhao Xiyue was shocked. She took out her cell phone and called Chen Zhao.

The phone rang in the elevator. Chen Zhao rushed out of the elevator and stuffed a golden lottery ticket into Wen Ruoshui's hand.

Then, she gritted her teeth and rushed to Captain Zhou, blocking his face and kissing him, her voice was gentler than ever before, "Come back alive, I promise."

Seven golden lights flashed by, and Chen Zhao stared at the air in front of him, lost in thought.

"Jingle Bell."

The cell phone in her pocket rang again, and after she answered it, Les' voice came from the other side.

Les, "Captain Chen, come back. With Zhao Xiyue and Wen Ruoshui here, Captain Zhou will definitely be able to turn danger into safety this time."

Chen Zhao murmured, "I hope so."

……

Zhao Xiyue was awakened by a gust of cold wind. When she opened her eyes, she saw the white snow outside through the dilapidated roof.

She stood up and found herself in a dilapidated attic with a roof so low that she would hit her head if she stood up straight.

There was a crude platform made of wooden planks beneath him, and the quilt covering him was very thin and could not protect him from the cold wind at all.

It was getting light outside when Zhao Xiyue found a small note in her pocket.

[Mr. Willy Wonka, greetings to the lucky winner of this golden ticket.

Now, I invite you to come to my factory and be my guest for three days.

I, Willy Wonka, will personally show you around the factory, show you everything, and one of you will be the lucky one to receive a gift beyond your imagination.

Here are some tips to keep in mind:

1. You must arrive at the factory gate on time at 2:1 a.m. on February . The golden ticket is the only certificate for entering the factory. Please protect your golden ticket and do not lose it.

2. Your family is your solid support. Please gain their love and recognition, otherwise you will lose the courage to face difficulties. 】

Zhao Xiyue put the lottery ticket into the system. She touched her body and found that she was not wearing her original clothes, and she did not bring her cell phone and other items with her.

There are still three days until February 2st. I can’t contact my teammates, so I can only rely on myself these days.

A dim light was on in the attic. Zhao Xiyue leaned over to look down and saw her grandparents, parents, brother and sister, a family of eight, squeezed into a small room of less than 20 square meters.

The man lay on a worn wooden bed, and the woman curled up on the ground.

The fire in the fireplace was dim, but there was still some residual warmth downstairs.

The cold wind was howling and Zhao Xiyue shivered. She tiptoed and put on a thin down vest inside her tattered cotton jacket.

It’s warmer indeed.

After a while, my mother, who couldn't see my face, climbed up and shouted in a low voice, "Damn it, why don't you get up?

When your grandfather and father wake up later, you will be beaten without breakfast."

After saying that, she hurried downstairs, woke up her grandmother and sister, put the bedding in the corner of the room, and cleared a small space to set the dining table.

Zhao Xiyue climbed down slowly. She found that the background of this instance was in the west. She unconsciously spoke in a translator's tone, "But mom, I really can't find any food. Maybe you can give me some money to buy some?"

"Money? Where can I get the money?" Mom screamed and raised her face. I could feel the resentment on her almost skinny face. "You are responsible for breakfast today! Don't even think about asking me to go!"

Mom seems to be daunted by buying breakfast.