135: 135.
Cafeteria 135: 135.
Cafeteria The Beheaded Ghost had gone.
No one knew when it had left.
People only realized after class that both its body and head had lost their vitality.
It might have been seven minutes after the ga had started, since it had stopped screaming by then.
It might also have been just that it was tired and wanted to rest.
So students speculated that it had taken its own life, unable to endure the humiliation, while others guessed that it had been kicked to death—after all, two-thirds of these students were Ghost Creatures, and kicking a head seed to be a form of attack.
Whatever the case, the Beheaded Ghost had left us forever.
Its body was sitting on the edge of the open space, and its head lay in front of the goal drawn on the ground, eyes wide open, dead but unblinking, and no one bothered to ask.
In front of the Long House door, students crowded together, entering one by one.
The next class was in the afternoon, before which the students would go to the cafeteria to eat, then return to the dormitory on the second floor for a rest.
The players were apprehensively approaching the cafeteria, instinctively feeling that sothing less than pleasant might occur there.
The students were still crowding at the door, entering one by one.
It might have been too crowded, or possibly there were no proper pockets.
Cling—
A kitchen knife slipped from Lu Li’s trouser leg and clattered onto the stone at the door, making a clear sound as it landed.
The surrounding players and Ghost Creatures all looked down, and their pupils contracted when they saw it was a weapon, quietly moving away a bit.
An empty space ford around Lu Li.
Facing the gazes filled with fear, curiosity, or hostility, Lu Li bent down to pick up the kitchen knife, calmly explaining to the students around him, “As everyone knows, my family are butchers, so it’s quite normal for to carry a pig-slaughtering knife.”
His identity was fabricated, he was sure these Ghost Creatures didn’t know his family background, and the players were even less likely to know—or dare to call him out on it.
His explanation seed to work, as the stares at Lu Li lessened sowhat.
Cling—
But a mont later, another sound echoed, though this ti it was duller.
This ti, it was the Bone-crushing Hamr that fell.
Oddly enough, even though Lu Li had not played seriously on the field, he had run a few steps, and throughout it all, nothing had fallen until now.
Lu Li still maintained his poker face that might be described as stoic, bending down to pick up the Bone-crushing Hamr, “Just as I said, living in a butcher’s family, dealing with food all day, it’s perfectly reasonable to carry a Bone-crushing Hamr with .”
Lu Li was holding the Bone-crushing Hamr in his left hand and the kitchen knife in his right, asking the surrounding students, “You don’t believe ?”
No one responded, but their expressions said it all.
Lu Li didn’t want to expose himself too early, he still wanted to lure those Ghost Creatures planning to attack him to a secluded spot and expand his collection.
He thought for a mont, looked around, and then addressed a fleshly, blurred mass, “Classmate, what does your family do?”
Liu San stirred, perhaps his brain-like object turned toward Lu Li, a muffled and unclear voice as if choked with phlegm sounded, “Farrs.”
“That’s why there is so much dust on him and his body is mixed with grains and straw.”
Lu Li spoke logically and convincingly.
The doorway was now empty, and Lu Li no longer explained further, tucking the two culinary tools into his leisure pants, and walked into the Long House.
The cafeteria was no longer as deserted as before.
The entry and voices of students had made it much livelier than before.
The players anxiously awaited the impending lunch, their ominous premonitions growing even stronger.
The students were distributed among their seats.
The contestants preferred to sit alone, as far away as possible from the ghost creatures that were clearly not alive or next to students who might be contestants or looked like contestants.
After waiting for a while in the noisy cafeteria, the curtain on the door in the corner of the kitchen lifted.
A fat chef with a pig’s head, wearing a dirty, yellowed white apron, pushed a dining cart out from behind the curtain.
As he passed each occupied table, he would place a bowl on it and then use a ladle to scoop food from a large pot into the bowl, moving on to the next occupied table, repeating the process.
Wherever he passed, the students would stare at the bowl, falling into utter silence, without exception.
Lu Li’s position was intentionally chosen in the most remote corner.
A few contestants sat at the tables around him.
Suddenly, a figure blurred before his eyes and then sat across from Lu Li, grinning, showing teeth like saw blades and a badly damaged tongue.
Accompanying her was a young man with the complexion of a corpse, his expression cold and dark.
He stared at Lu Li with a cold expression, his gaze similar to that of other ghost creatures watching the contestants, and he seed to begin suspecting Lu Li’s identity.
Lu Li soon understood why the girl had co over: she wanted a share of the spoils.
The table beside them fell into silence.
Amidst the creaking sound, the pig-headed chef pushed the noisy cart to Lu Li’s table.
Three wobbly bowls were placed on the table,
The ladle stirred in the large pot for a few seconds and presented a bowl of dark, decayed, viscous food, pouring it into the bowl.
From the bowl, which looked like the Gloomy Marsh, a few bubbles erged, and an eyeball covered in maggots popped up from below.
The soup moved as if there were living things squirming within it.
The food looked strange.
Clearly, the thing cooked before was suspicious at, not this.
Even so, the contestants might not have eaten the suspicious at soup either.
On the one hand was suspicious at soup, on the other, maggot-infested eyeballs, either of which was quite despairing.
With two bowls already full, when it was the turn of the empty bowl in front of Lu Li, the pig-headed chef glanced at it, then opened the lid of another pot.
Amidst the rich aroma of at, he served a bowl of at soup along with a large piece of at.
“Wait, don’t serve , I have health issues and can’t eat,”
Lu Li suddenly spoke up, stopping the pig-headed chef’s action.
Just then, a figure from diagonally across spoke up, “This old…
Chef, I can testify.
Lu Li and I got food poisoning a few days ago from eating decomposed food, everything we eat cos right back up.”
The pig-headed chef turned his head, his small eyes squeezed into his fatty face looking at Martin, then he suddenly raised his gloved hand, grabbing the bowl in front of Martin and throwing it back into the pot.
He looked deeply at Lu Li and said in a muffled voice, “Then I’ll make an exception this ti.
Also, give back the kitchen tools you took from .”
The other contestants around instantly showed realizations, understanding many things.
Like why Lu Li had said that during his self-introduction, and why Martin had supported his statent at the ti.
Martin, clearly not expecting his casual words to actually work, looked at Lu Li with a complex expression.
Was all this part of your plan, Lu Li?
“Here.”
Lu Li handed over the kitchen knife and Bone-crushing Hamr without any hesitation.
The large hand capable of grabbing a head easily held the kitchen tools, and the pig-headed chef turned towards the cafeteria, his voice sounding clear yet deep like a bell.
“The rule here is that you must finish your food.
Anyone who does not will have their leftovers served as food for everyone at the next al.”
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