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The old mangy dog ​​said this, then turned and walked back to the kitchen.

The stove fire was reignited, the spatula flew, and the rich aroma once again filled the air.

"There are hidden levels?"

Everyone's expressions shifted slightly, and they looked towards the kitchen with delighted surprise.

As everyone knows, these hidden levels always yield amazing rewards after you complete them!

But at that moment, Wang Shuai, whom Ji Mingyu was holding, suddenly screamed and began to struggle violently.

He frantically pawed at the ground, stretching his neck towards the restaurant door, roaring like a mad dog:

"It's all over! It's all over! Let me go, let me go! I want to live, I still have a home, I don't want to die here!"

Wang Shuai's face was deathly pale. He was almost completely drained by the backlash of the failed challenge, reduced to an empty shell supported only by a skeleton.

However, his frail body unleashed incredible strength, and even Ji Mingyu almost couldn't hold him down!

"Behave yourself!"

Zhong Mo snorted coldly, and the wolf-headed hammer slammed into his back.

thump!

Wang Shuai fell to the ground, completely losing the strength to struggle.

He gasped for breath a few times, then suddenly raised his head, looking at the crowd with a venomous expression, laughing and crying like a madman:

"Hahahaha, you...you bunch of idiots! Die, die, all of you! Anyway, I'm just a worthless life, I might as well become food with you!"

"What are you babbling about?"

Zhong Mo snorted coldly, preparing to give him another blow.

"slow!"

Ji Mingyu raised his hand to stop him, looked at Wang Shuai, and asked in a low voice:

"What turned into food? Was it because of this hidden challenge?"

Wang Shuai sneered, turned his head away, and did not answer.

"you!"

The crowd was furious, but Wang Shuai remained unfazed, like a dead pig unafraid of boiling water.

Ji Mingyu chuckled softly, his eyes suddenly turning completely black.

"Do you want redemption, Commander Wang?"

His voice was ethereal yet alluring, and Wang Shuai couldn't help but look up into his dark eyes.

Wang Shuai's body jolted suddenly, and a struggle flashed in his eyes.

But soon, his eyes were stained with the same darkness:

"think!"

Ji Mingyu lowered his gaze and pressed one hand against his head:

"I can give you that, but what can you... give me in return?"

Wang Shuai remained silent for a moment, then a look of realization suddenly flashed in his eyes.

Then, like a devout believer, he lowered his head and kissed the tips of Ji Mingyu's shoes:

"Everything I have!"

"very good!"

Ji Mingyu's lips curled up slightly, and a thick, eerie darkness erupted from the void around him, surging into Wang Shuai's body and quickly filling him up.

When Wang Shuai stood up again, he had become his most loyal servant.

"Tell me everything I asked you about earlier, down to the smallest detail."

"I will obey your will, my great master!"

Wang Shuai knelt on the ground and poured out everything like beans spilling from a bamboo tube.

It turns out that from the very beginning, Wang Shuai had been holding back some information he had given.

For example, if you choose a restaurant and skip the lowest star rating, the challenge will become much more difficult because the diner's star rating is lower than the restaurant's star rating!

For example, becoming a diner doesn't mean you can just slack off. At least you're not in danger of losing your life. Instead, you have to challenge a different restaurant of the same level every day.

Moreover, during this period, the food at restaurants of the same level will increase your satiety, but you will soon feel hungry again after eating, forcing you to constantly challenge yourself to restaurants with higher difficulty.

However, if you fail the challenge, you'll be demoted! You'll go back to being a stray dog ​​on the street!

Moreover, one cannot leave the Eternal Feast Court until reaching the level of a five-star diner. In addition, the Eternal Feast Court will continuously reduce hunger, and if the hunger value is too low or too high, one will turn into a monster, which is a cycle that will inevitably lead to death!

What's even more dangerous are the hidden rules that exist during the challenge.

Leaving aside the rules of host and servant diners, food cannot be wasted or picky about food, otherwise one will be punished—like the man thrown out of the ramen shop, who would rather eat his own vomit than waste it.

There are various rules, and some restaurants even have specific guidelines on how to eat it and how to add seasonings, but Wang Shuai had only heard about these things and didn't know the details.

The reason he reacted so strongly when Xiao Yun said "I'm not full" was because saying you're not full in a restaurant would trigger a certain death challenge—

"I've only heard of this challenge. Once you succeed, you can become a figure above all other diners—the 'Gourmet,' enjoying respect in the Eternal Feast Court and even ignoring some of the 'village rules.'"

"If you fail the challenge, you will be turned into food without any chance to leave the instance."

At this point, Wang Shuai suddenly gave a bitter laugh, a hint of despair flashing in his eyes:

"From its initial state to its current state, tens of thousands of players have entered this instance, with even the seventh sequence exceeding three digits. However, no more than ten have successfully challenged it and become [Gluttons]!"

Upon hearing his explanation, everyone's expressions turned grim.

Is there a way to terminate this?

Ji Mingyu asked urgently, but Wang Shuai shook his head:

"No, stopping prematurely would be a waste of food and would backfire instantly, driving you crazy with hunger."

The others nodded in agreement, ready to make their move.

With his gluttonous desires, Xiao Yun was indeed like a fish in water here, but it was also like walking a tightrope on a cliff. One wrong step and he would die without a burial place!

Xiao Yun is the spiritual pillar of everyone, and his life is connected to that of everyone in the ideal world. He must not be lost!

Ji Mingyu's expression was uncertain. He gritted his teeth and prepared to make a move.

But at that moment, a terrifying pressure suddenly descended, as if the entire Court of Eternal Feasts were collapsing down upon them.

"I've said it before, no disturbing during mealtimes!"

"If it weren't for this customer, all of you trashy diners would be stuffed into the stove to burn as fuel!"

The old mangy dog ​​snorted coldly, extinguished the stove fire, and came out carrying a plate.

The plate was covered with a silver lid, obscuring what was inside.

But the aroma was more intense than any of the previous dishes.

"Please enjoy your meal, sir."

Old Lai Pi Gou looked at Xiao Yun, his tone suddenly softening.

He placed the plate in front of Xiao Yun and lifted the lid.

A golden light burst forth from the plate, illuminating the entire restaurant.

It was an incredibly simple egg fried rice.

The rice consists of distinct, golden grains, interspersed with bits of egg white with a crispy crust, garnished with vibrant green scallions, and seasoned with only a touch of salt.

But for some reason, just looking at this plate of fried rice made me feel hungry, and I wanted to rush over and eat the whole plate.

"This is my specialty—Golden Egg Fried Rice."

The old man explained, his eyes filled with pride.

"Even chefs at five-star restaurants rave about this dish."

Xiao Yun looked at the golden fried rice in front of him and swallowed hard.

"It smells so good..."

Then, he picked up a spoon, scooped up a spoonful, and put it in his mouth.

The rich umami flavor explodes in your mouth, as if countless fireworks are blooming in your mind.

"tasty!"

Xiao Yun's eyes lit up, and he began to eat heartily.

One spoonful, two spoonfuls, three spoonfuls...

In the blink of an eye, he devoured the entire pot of fried rice.

Xiao Yun wiped the grease from the corner of his mouth, but his brows furrowed:

"Not enough! Not enough, I'm still not full! How can you run a restaurant like this?!"

He roared loudly, his voice filled with hunger and rage.

The old mangy dog's smile grew even brighter. He quickly begged for mercy, then scurried back into the kitchen and started wielding the spatula.

Soon, another serving of fried rice was brought to Xiao Yun's mouth.

But this time, the old mangy dog's hand, which had been holding the fried rice, was now just bare white bones.

This time, in addition to eggs, rice, and scallions, the fried rice also contained strands of bright red flesh and charred hair.

Xiao Yun accepted everything offered, finishing it all in a few bites, and then shouted again:

"Not enough! I'm still hungry, I'll have more!"

"Hahaha, that's wonderful, wonderful! You're truly a top-notch diner!"

The old mangy dog ​​excitedly waved its arms and legs and returned to the kitchen.

Soon, he dragged his remaining half-body out with his two skeletal arms and struggled to crawl out to offer food to Xiao Yun.

But the answer I received was still the same:

"Not enough! More!"

The old mangy dog ​​trembled all over, tears streaming down its face, and returned to the kitchen.

Everyone stared in disbelief, and a chill even rose from their heels and rushed to the top of their heads.

"In the Garden of Eternal Feast, everything is a diner, and everything is food!"

When the cold, hard rules are presented in such a vivid way, a strange feeling that is hard to put into words instantly fills my heart.

A group of people looked up at Xiao Yun, their expressions extremely complicated.

Everyone's respect for Xiao Yun remains unchanged, but sometimes it's hard to imagine that this guy... is actually a human being!

Xiao Yun, however, remained calm and simply waited for his food to arrive.

A few minutes later, when the sound of the spatula stopped, a bloody dog ​​head, carrying a plate, struggled and placed it in front of Xiao Yun.

"Guest...guest...please have a meal."

Xiao Yun nodded lightly and finished eating in a few bites.

Then, he suddenly sighed, a hint of disappointment flashing in his eyes:

"It's delicious, but I'm still not full..."

The old mangy dog ​​was startled and said in fear:

"I've used all my strength, yet you still aren't satisfied. In that case..."

A strange red glint flashed in those murky dog ​​eyes, devout and fanatical:

"Then please...eat me."

Xiao Yun showed a knowing look and nodded slightly:

"That's how it should be."

After saying that, he reached out and picked up the old mangy dog's last remaining head.

On his chest, the gluttonous mouth licked the blood from the corner of its mouth, then rolled into the kitchen, devouring the stove and cooking utensils until they were completely clean.

Then, a chilling chewing sound rang out.

Everyone's lips twitched wildly as they slowly turned their heads away.

"Brother Yun...you're not going to eat us all in the end, are you?"

"It shouldn't be... right..."

Soon, Xiao Yun raised his head and let out a soft sigh:

"What a satisfying meal..."

"Clatter—clatter—(Not full!)"

"I'll bear it if I'm not full!"

Xiao Yun's eyes turned cold, and he punched Gluttony's mouth, shoving it back down.

Then, he turned his head and looked at the only two things left in the empty restaurant.