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Chapter 9 Counseling Room

The sun had already set, and the low street lamps illuminated the dim academy.

The tall teaching building stood quietly, only the lights were lit in the corner of the first floor, and the sign of the psychological counseling room at the door was shining white, which was extremely bright in the night.

Jiang You was the last to come, and the other players were already here, even the pair of NPCs who mingled among the players, the uncle and aunt in white clothes, were also there.

It is different from the solemn expression of most players.

They looked excited and walked in the moment the door opened.

Among the players, the man with the scar was the first to walk.

Jiang Youzhui was at the back of the group of players, her eyes lowered, looking at the ground. She hadn't had time to find Jiang Ling's credit for the spirit recovery potion.

Leaving the tall woods of the planting area, the children as black as shadows disappeared.

However, Jiang You lowered her head, her ankles and calves were covered with black and blue scratches and fingerprints, and she felt a dull pain.

Seeing Jiang You coming over, Zhao Kai's eyes flashed with joy. He came up and asked, "Didn't you go to the toilet? It took you so long to come back? I've been waiting for you."

Naturally, he has nothing to wait for Jiang You, but saying this can arouse the other party's guilt and help to deepen the sympathy.

After becoming proficient in using the [Trust] skill, he found that the higher the target's favorability, the faster the trust level increased after using the skill.

"Sorry, Big Brother Zhao, I got lost, and then I fell down again. I managed to come here with great difficulty. I'm really sorry to ask you to wait for me."

Jiang You's voice was very low, making it sound like she was tired and no longer embarrassed to blame.

Zhao Kai glanced at Jiang You's legs, which were fair and slender, and she couldn't see where she was injured, but there were some scratch marks on the side of her sneakers.

Maybe he was really injured, Zhao Kai was embarrassed to say anything, turned around and walked behind Jiang You.

Anyway, as long as you are alive, it will be useful.

He thought something happened to Jiangyou, so he had to make another plan.

Zhao Kai didn't have a special reaction when he saw her legs, Jiang You's heart was slightly settled, it seemed that those black and blue marks were hallucinations that only she could see.

As soon as he entered the counseling room, Jiang You's eyes were shaken.

The four walls are covered with mirrors, and unknown incense is placed in the corner, and a faint fragrance permeates the air.

A lamp hangs from the pure white ceiling, and the light is projected from above. There is a rotating chair in the middle, and a man is sitting on it.

His clothes are different from other NPCs in the academy. Although they are also white, they can clearly be seen to belong to a doctor. Inside the open white coat is a dark green shirt.

The psychiatrist is wearing a pure white mask, holding a thick book in his hand, and sitting with his legs crossed.

Under the mirrors on the four walls, there are many chairs.

Jiang You counted a little, exactly sixteen.

"Students, don't be nervous, please sit down."

When Jiang You went in, there was a seat beside Jiang Ling, so she quickened her pace and sat down.

Zhao Kai's lips moved, and under the urging of others, he could only turn around and sit on the other side.

As soon as everyone sat down, the psychiatrist closed the book with a snap and began to speak: "The fact that you can come to Perfect Cooking Academy shows that everyone has the same love for food."

"Being last is not terrible. No one is omnipotent. Everyone has their own food that is most suitable for making. Now, look in the mirror, what do you see?"

The psychiatrist's voice was cold, but it seemed to be filled with magic.

The mirror in front of him began to rotate, and Jiang You's eyes blurred, and his whole mind was sucked in.

There are all kinds of delicacies in front of him, which can be called a full banquet. Jiangyou can smell the aroma of food.

Jiangyou swallowed his saliva, it was so fragrant, I really wanted to eat it.

Before she could catch it, the mirror rotated, and various dishes suddenly flashed in front of her eyes.

As the mirror rotates, the dishes are fixed in Sichuan cuisine.

What to choose?

Mapo tofu, double-cooked pork, husband and wife lung slices, Kung Pao chicken, steamed Jiangtuan, Dongpo pork, fish-flavored shredded pork, Maoxuewang, boiled cabbage, Daqian dry-roasted fish...

Is it the same dish as in the classroom when I first entered the dungeon to choose a class?

Jiang You looked at the couple's lung slices, and the guard in white at that time just swallowed the whole dish in one gulp.

She was just surprised at that time, but she didn't expect that the guard was actually a catfish.

No wonder he disliked the fact that the players arrived late at noon, no wonder the guard room had to close the curtains tightly.

If you are afraid of light and like catfish at night, everything is reasonable.

Suddenly, the dishes on the mirror disappeared, and a large catfish appeared in front of Jiang You, opening its mouth wide to her.

The catfish rushed straight at him, Jiang You was startled, and conditioned to dodge backwards.

She staggered and almost sat on the ground.

When I looked again, there was nothing on the mirror, and the delicious food and catfish all disappeared.

A hand helped Jiang You from the side, and Jiang Ling shook her head slightly at her.

Looking at each other, Jiang You understood, she nodded and resumed her previous sitting posture.

Following Jiang Ling's example, Jiang You opened her eyes and looked at the mirror in front of her.

Why do you see those things? Is it hypnosis?
The oversized mirror was clean and bright. Through the mirror, Jiang You looked at the layout of the counseling room.

The hanging clock had only passed one frame, and the psychiatrist was still sitting in the middle of the room, with the white light shining from the top, his face shrouded in shadow, and he was flipping through a book with one hand.

The other players stared at the mirror without any reaction.

Suddenly, in the silent counseling room, a chicken crowed.

This sound seemed to break some peace. Jiang You heard the sounds of ducks and pigs one after another, as well as the sound of sticky tentacles slapping the ground.

Through the mirror, Jiang You saw something behind a player.

She blinked, and when she looked again, she found a pig tail protruding from the player's clothes, and the end of the tail was still curled.

Jiang You's eyes widened, and she squeezed her palm hard to prevent herself from screaming.

Jiang You felt scared, but luckily she woke up.

The hanging clock passed another frame, and the psychiatrist closed the heavy book in his hand with a snap.

He clapped his hands and asked, "Students, what did you see in the mirror?"

"Giggle!"

No one spoke, but the rooster crowed first.

"Boil-cut chicken! It smells so good!"

Liu Teng changed his look of not waking up before, and waved his arms. He was very excited. After speaking, he raised his hand to wipe the saliva from the corner of his mouth.

Because the distance was not far, when Liu Teng raised his hand, Jiang You saw the colorful feathers on the back of his hand.

Same as the rooster.

Hearing this answer, the psychiatrist tapped his fingers on the back of the book twice, and seemed to be in a good mood. He turned around and asked, "Where are the others?"

Different from the mood of the psychiatrist, the expressions of many players on the scene became very ugly at this moment.

When her eyes turned to the door, Jiang You paused. She remembered that the two NPCs who entered the door were sitting there. Now the seat over there is empty and no one can be seen.

Where have they gone?
However, those two were not players, so Jiang You looked away without paying much attention.

After listening to several answers, the names of the dishes that everyone said were consistent with the cuisines they chose.

In addition to the dishes she saw in the mirror, Jiang You had already determined that what everyone saw was the dish she ate in the classroom.

Meeting the psychiatrist's gaze, Jiang You quickly replied: "Husband and wife's lung tablets."

(End of this chapter)