Horror Movie Set: This extra is too good at playing the tricks.

Chapter 96 Dessert

An indescribable smell filled the air.

The blond-haired man's body was curled up at the other end of the long table, like a plastic mannequin thrown into a furnace, its body covered in black liquid that quickly solidified into hard lumps.

"Is that all?" Chen Zhongyi huddled in the corner, staring at the yellow-haired man's corpse, his Adam's apple bobbing with difficulty.

"He just scalded himself like that?"

"Don't stare."

Lu Dan's voice was very soft, yet it felt like a needle piercing Chen Zhongyi's eardrum.

He squatted down next to Ye Jianguo, watching Da Lu, covered in sweat, treat Ye Jianguo's broken leg.

The regeneration agent worked very well; the wound has stopped bleeding and a scab is visibly forming.

But lost legs cannot grow back out of thin air.

Ye Jianguo's face was ashen, and his breathing was weak.

Something's not right.

Lu Dan stood up and glanced at the blond-haired man on the ground.

If a normal person is scalded to death by boiling oil, their muscles will spasm, they will lose control of their bowels, and they will lose a large amount of bodily fluids.

Lu Dan kicked a piece of black blood that had splattered over there with the tip of his shoe. "It's too dry, as dry as a corpse that's been dried in the desert for hundreds of years."

"Red team, please send out the third guinea pig."

The chef's teasing voice rang out again, interrupting Lu Dan's thoughts.

This time, the spotlight was focused on Lin Xiaoxiao.

"Be careful." Bao Ping handed over the blindfold, his small eyes filled with relief at surviving the ordeal and worry for Lin Xiaoxiao. "That woman on the other side hasn't said a word, she looks really strange..."

Lin Xiaoxiao took the blindfold and straightened the hem of her skirt suit.

She took a deep breath and moved forward.

"Don't worry." She glanced back at Lu Dan, and in the instant their eyes met, neither of them spoke, but a certain understanding had been reached.

Lu Dan raised his finger: "Pay attention to the details, don't believe common sense."

Lin Xiaoxiao put on the blindfold, plunging the world into darkness, and all her senses were forcibly amplified at that moment.

She could hear Chen Zhongyi's rapid breathing behind her, the crisp sound of medicine bottles clattering in Da Lu's hands, and even the rustling sound of fabric rubbing against each other when the woman opposite her stood up.

The sound was harsh, like coarse cloth that had been over-sanded.

"Blue Team, please serve the food."

On the other side of the invisible wall, a woman wearing thick-rimmed glasses slowly walked to the food cart.

She was too calm, as calm as a stagnant pool.

The woman pushed up her glasses on the bridge of her nose; the reflection from the lenses obscured her eyes.

A smile played on her lips as she reached out and lifted the lid of the dish. A strange, sweet aroma filled the air, so sweet it was almost cloying, so sweet it made one dizzy.

The plate held a bowl of red and white dessert.

The white stuff, resembling soft tofu, was soaked in a thick, bright red syrup, topped with a few delicate pink petals, without any steam rising from it.

The woman stared at the bowl of food for a few seconds, then looked up at Lin Xiaoxiao, who was wearing an eye mask.

"Hello there."

The moment the woman's voice rang out, everyone on the red team felt a sense of unease.

The sound was extremely high-pitched.

"My name is Xu Jie, you can call me Teacher Xu. I'm a Chinese language teacher at a nearby elementary school."

Instead of describing the dishes, she started chatting casually.

"I know you're scared, and I'm scared too. When that blond guy died just now, my legs went weak with fear."

Lin Xiaoxiao sat in the darkness, her brows slightly furrowed.

lie.

Although she couldn't see it, Lin Xiaoxiao could tell that the woman's speech was too steady, with almost no difference in the intervals between each word, and there was no trembling or haste caused by fear at all.

"But the game has to go on, doesn't it?"

Xu Jie's voice softened, exuding a persuasive and approachable charm, much like a teacher persuading a disobedient student to eat unpalatable vegetables.

"This is a bowl of chilled almond tofu, it's a real treat."

"Has anyone been injured over there? Look, it's not warm, is it?"

Teacher Xu reached out and gently touched the bowl with her fingertips, making a crisp "ding" sound.

"Did you hear that? The bowl is ice-cold. Didn't your leader just say that in this place, the good stuff is cold and alive?"

"This tofu isn't alive, but it's frozen."

"If you eat it, you'll get points, and the game will end smoothly. I don't want to die like Huang Mao, and I don't want to hurt you either. Let's let each other go, okay? If you choose to believe, I can live too."

This logic can indeed create a closed loop. By using the low-temperature clue obtained by Ye Jianguo through his leg, combined with an emotional offensive, a win-win situation is constructed.

Lin Xiaoxiao stood still, her mind racing in the darkness.

In a typical psychological game, this would almost certainly be a losing proposition.

The other party acknowledged the low temperature, provided a reasonable explanation, and then feigned weakness to seek reconciliation.

After all, according to normal logic, if this was hot poison, she should have lied to herself and said it was cold.

Now that she's directly saying it's cold, there are only three possibilities:

First, this is really good stuff.

Second, it's cold, but it's not a good thing.

Third, she's using the rules in reverse. This thing is actually hot, but she's betting on something I can't believe myself.

wrong.

Lin Xiaoxiao's ears twitched slightly.

The woman had just made a crisp sound from tapping the bowl; it was definitely the sound of porcelain colliding. She also vaguely heard liquid flowing.

but……

At least one minute has passed since Xu Jie started speaking.

In this closed, high-pressure environment filled with the smell of blood, an ordinary person's heart rate would definitely soar and their breathing would become heavy.

But the woman was not breathing.

Even the blond guy had heavy breathing before he died.

The Chinese language teacher, who claimed to be so frightened that his legs went weak, didn't even take a breath between sentences.

No one can hold their breath for so long while talking, unless... she doesn't need to breathe at all.

A chill ran down Lin Xiaoxiao's spine and up to the back of her head.

Since the opponent may not be human, then this so-called game of human nature is a false proposition.

Do ghosts fear death? Do ghosts want a win-win situation? No, ghosts just want to eat people.

Lin Xiaoxiao waited in silence until the countdown began. A full five minutes passed, and the woman still hadn't breathed once.

That basically confirms it: since the ghost wants us to eat it, then this thing absolutely cannot be eaten, regardless of whether it's cold or hot, or whether it's tofu or anything else. If the ghost strongly recommends it, then it's highly poisonous.

"Five seconds left," the chef urged.

Xu Jie's voice became urgent: "Hurry up and choose! It really is ice cold, what are you hesitating for? Do you want to get me killed? No way!"

Her voice finally carried emotion, but Lin Xiaoxiao couldn't quite place the fear in it.

Lin Xiaoxiao raised her head, and although she was blindfolded, her face was directly facing Xu Jie.

"Teacher Xu, you have amazing lung capacity," she said coldly.

Xu Jie's voice stopped abruptly.

"You've been talking for so long without taking a single breath?" Lin Xiaoxiao's lips curled into a mocking smile. "Since you want me to eat it so badly, then you can keep it for yourself."

"I choose—doubt!"

Definitely.

Dead silence, a long, drawn-out silence.

"Hehe, hehehe..."

Xu Jie suddenly laughed. The laughter started out low and deep, then grew louder and louder, eventually turning into a piercing noise.

"Judgment complete."

The chef's voice didn't sound happy about the red team's victory; instead, it carried a mischievous excitement.

"The Red Team made the right choice. This is a bowl of extremely cold Blood Woman's Brain Marrow. Although it is cold, it carries a powerful curse. Whether human or ghost, anyone who takes a bite will have their blood frozen."

"Blue Team Recommender Xu Jie has failed. The punishment begins. Please enjoy your dessert."

Lin Xiaoxiao ripped off her blindfold, panting heavily, her back already soaked with cold sweat.

She won, but when she looked at the other side, her pupils suddenly contracted.

Xu Jie stood in front of the table with a smile on her face.

"What a pity." She stretched out her pale hand and picked up the red and white brain. "It was delicious."

He then raised his head and gulped down the cursed substance, which was enough to freeze people and ghosts to death.

Gooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooh.

As she swallowed, Xu Jie's body began to undergo terrifying changes.

Her skin began to crack inch by inch, revealing a bluish-black texture underneath, like dried tree bark.

The thick-rimmed glasses fell to the ground and shattered. There were no eyeballs in the eye sockets, only two flickering eerie green flames.

"Delicious, so delicious!"

Xu Jie licked the blood residue from the corner of her mouth, turned to look at the silent black man, Gis, beside her, and asked, "Are you hungry too?"

With a loud crack, the burly black man, Giss, had his neck snap, his head rotated 180 degrees, and the skin on his face peeled off, revealing a pale paper effigy face underneath.

The yellow-haired corpse on the ground, already scalded, stiffly stood up with a sharp sound.

His entire body was charred black, emitting a burnt smell, and his mouth was agape, forming a black hole.

"What's going on?"

Chen Zhongyi was so frightened that he fell to the ground with a thud. "They're not human?"

"It's very likely that it wasn't in the first place."

Lu Dan pulled Lin Xiaoxiao behind him, shielding her with his own body. A burst of cold energy erupted from his left ankle, quickly spreading red marks across his body.

"The blue team probably doesn't have any players."

Lu Dan spoke very quickly, his eyes were cold.

"Is this a twisted joke in the script, or a performance by the chef to lower our guard?"

"The so-called game might just be a delaying tactic to let these things awaken."

"Clang!"

The air wall protecting the Red Team in the center of the long table exploded into a sky full of sparks.

"Appetizer time is over!"

The chef's voice turned violent, and the entire restaurant space began to distort, with the gray walls transforming into bright red, writhing intestinal walls.

"Now, let's begin the main course! Guests, run! In this digestive tract, only by running fast enough can you avoid becoming excrement!"

"roar!"

The three things opposite completely tore through their disguise.

Xu Jie, now a vengeful green ghost, lay sprawled on the dining table, her long tongue whipping across the surface like a lashing whip.

The paper effigy Geese now wielded a huge, dripping, bone-chopping knife, while the charred blond-haired man, reeking of burning flesh, leaped over the long table and charged towards the crowd like a black bomb.

"run!"

Lu Dan roared.

Da Lu carried the unconscious Ye Jianguo on his back and burst into a burst of speed, rushing forward like a ball of flesh towards the road ahead.

Chen Hua swung the Yin Soul Stick in his hand, striking the yellow-haired man who pounced on him hard across the face, knocking his charred head to one side. Using the recoil, he turned and ran.

"Old Chen, stop spacing out!"

Lu Dan grabbed the terrified Chen Zhongyi by the collar and lifted him up: "Move if you don't want to die!"

"Oh my god!"

Chen Zhongyi finally realized what was happening, let out a scream, and scrambled to catch up with the others as they ran.

Xu Jie let out a shriek and sprang into the air, attaching herself directly to the ceiling. Hanging upside down, her head twisted, she stared intently at Lu Dan and Lin Xiaoxiao, who were running at the back.

"Little girl, your eyes must be so sweet!"

"Whoosh!"

A foul-smelling black shadow descended from the sky, heading straight for Lin Xiaoxiao's face.

Lin Xiaoxiao's face turned pale; it was too late for her to escape.

Just then, Lu Dan stopped in his tracks.

He turned around, his chest facing the flying ghost tongue.

In his vision, the whole world suddenly turned into a huge, still sheet of paper.

The splattering saliva, the grotesque faces, and the distorted space all seemed to have been transformed into text that could be modified.

Skill activated – the pen never stops.

On Lu Dan's chest, the golden eyes opened slightly, their pupils radiating divinity.

He raised his hand, drew an X in the air, and coldly uttered, "Plot changed, this path is blocked by evil spirits!"