I'm a chef in Infinity Thriller

Chapter 14 The Last Night

Chapter 14 The Last Night

"Please don't worry, I have no malicious intentions. I just came to talk to you. I apologize to you about the previous incident. My companion was too aggressive." Selina said in a sincere tone.

Qiu Li was about to put away the bento when she heard the words, but Selena quickly took it over: "However, I'm really hungry, thank you."

The wind outside the door has stopped, the sound of the rain has become much quieter, and the crystal lamp in the hall has stopped shaking.

At the dining table, Selena took out a sandwich and took a bite. Qiuli obviously saw that she was a little bit happier.

"I just came down to look for our companions. I smelled the aroma, so I came to have a look and found you in the kitchen."

Selena ate the last mouthful of the sandwich and took another sip of water before explaining to Qiuli, who had been silent all this time, contentedly.

Qiuli thought to herself, the so-called talking to me is actually just an excuse for being hungry and wanting to eat.

When they were in the basement, there were three of them. She asked curiously, "Aren't you together? It's so late? Where can your companion go?"

There was a trace of sadness on Selena's face, but it was fleeting.

In the dark outdoors, the sound of the rain gradually subsided, and the lights in the hall were like daylight.In this weird world, there is actually a bit of warmth.

Selena just ate something, leaning on the back of the chair, she suddenly had the desire to talk, the npc in front of her was looking at her curiously, the food made by this npc was delicious, and she was not so human Hate.

After I left this dungeon, I would have no contact with her, so I could just treat her as a safe tree hole.

She smiled wryly, and organized her thoughts: "I seemed to have a dream just now..."

Selena recounted what happened just now, and she interpreted it as a dream. After all, what she said was too profound, and the npc might not understand it.

Qiuli heard a key word in her words: witch.

The tie and potion in the arms, and the prefix of the identification subtitles all have the word "mistress".

She doesn't know the history of the castle, so it seems she has to ask David, this is his family's house.

Selena sighed: "When I woke up, Ada and John were gone."

"Could it be that they went out and saw you sleeping, so they didn't tell you?" Qiuli gave a possible answer that an npc could think of.

Selena shook her head: "Ada won't do that, okay, thank you for your hospitality, then I will stay in room 204 until your line is repaired and the bus is open to traffic."

After confiding, she felt a lot more relaxed, and she liked Qiu Li even more.

She stood up with the corners of her mouth raised: "Qiuli, your cooking is delicious."

Qiuli pretended to be happy: "It's good that the guests like it, and we will resume normal eating tomorrow, but..."

She paused: "I hope there will be no more conflicts."

She looked into Selena's eyes and waited for her answer.

Selena froze for a moment, her hazel eyes were a little confused, and she whispered, "You seem to have a self-awareness."

"But, how is it possible."

She shook her head and replied with a smile: "Don't worry, as long as others don't mess with me."

Qiuli watched her back, feeling like she was letting go of a big rock in her heart.

What she said should be true, as the last surviving player, it is meaningless to fight against npc at this moment.

Qiuli can go back to her small room with peace of mind.

She walked briskly to the corridor, and suddenly remembered that there was a cook in room 202, she scratched the back of her head, there was no other place for her to live at the moment, and the guard room was also destroyed.

Just let her stay there.

I yawned, and the watch showed that it was 03:30 in the morning.She sniffed the smell on her body, felt a little disgusted, took a shower and changed clothes, and tossed until four o'clock.

Lying on her warm little bed, Qiuli felt as if she had been in another world.

Smelling the familiar smell of pillows, she had already regarded this strange castle as her home before she knew it.

This idea just flashed through her mind for a moment, and she felt tired, and a few seconds later, she fell into a deep sleep.

Early the next morning, the weather was calm, and the long-lost blue sky and white clouds appeared in the sky.

Qiu Li still woke up on time, opened the small window, looked at the flowers and plants in the garden, the air was fresh and pleasant, as if all the haze had dissipated.

The accumulated water on the ground was slowly seeping down, and the drops of water hanging from the leaves on the branches were crystal clear. She took a deep breath.

After washing, put on a new chef uniform.

The kitchen was still spotless.

First brew coffee, and in the aroma of the coffee, she started making dumplings. She remembered that when she was in the main star, everyone had a dispute over dumplings between the North and the South during the New Year.

She is a southerner, but she also got into this habit when she was studying in the north.

Mustard meat stuffing, compared to the northern chive and egg stuffing, this is her favorite taste, referred to as the combination of north and south.

Now the dungeon uses a cooking machine to knead the dough, advancing with the times, Qiuli feels very comforted.

The level of mechanical automation here is obviously higher than that of the main star, but it is not beyond the scope of cognition.

After kneading the noodles, press the option of dumpling wrappers, and the pressed dumpling wrappers are automatically spit out one by one, and it didn't take long for a pile of dumpling wrappers to pile up on the plate.

The stuffing here has been reconciled. In order to have more soup, I specially added pork skin jelly.

Qiuli made dumplings very fast. After 10 minutes, the chubby dumplings that were measured by a ruler were finished, and there were a hundred neatly made.

Compared with cooking dumplings, Qiuli prefers frying dumplings. Brush the pan with oil, put the dumplings in and line them up, and when she hears the sound of squeaking, the corners of her mouth involuntarily rise.

The fireworks in the world are the most soothing to the hearts of ordinary people.She silently changed the word "human world" to "copy" in her heart.

On the following day, nothing happened, the cook resumed her daily work, and the body of the doorman was covered with a white cloth and placed in the utility room. These would be brought back by the bus after the traffic resumed.

The basement door was closed tightly and became a restricted area. Everyone automatically ignored this area.

"My dear Qiuli, everything will be fine tomorrow." The cook did not show any sadness on her face, but tried her best to comfort Qiuli with a dignified face.

In the kitchen, Qiuli was sitting on a small bench, handling fresh lilies. She looked up at the cook: "Do you think Tracy is dead?"

It was as if the cook didn't hear what she said, as if the question was beyond the outline, and she didn't have permission, so she automatically filtered her question.

She went on to ask: "Do you know the existence of witches?"

The lights in the room flickered, she quickly shut up, and continued to peel vegetables with her head down.

Everything seemed to be back to normal. The only remaining guest in room 204, Selena, was very well-behaved. She almost didn't leave the door without leaving the door.

The day passed without any danger, until night fell again...

The streetlights in the garden had been damaged by yesterday's wind and rain, and it was pitch black outside, and the chirping of insects that could be heard in the past had disappeared without a trace.

Qiuli sat on a chair in the small room, with all the props on her body, and at the same time felt uneasy.

According to her memory, there have never been so many npcs that survived the player's ravages.

If there is a change, then tonight is key.

Will the game be so forgiving?
She quietly waited for the arrival of the seventh day. For her, this was the first copy she had lived since time travel (if she didn't die tonight).

How can destroyed buildings be restored?How do dead npcs respawn?Will the living npcs such as the cook be restarted by the data?
Will I also be refreshed and lose myself?
(End of this chapter)

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