Chapter 170 Dream Building Company (19)

When Yinsu went to get food, the enthusiastic aunt forced her into a plate of meatballs, saying that it was a special breakfast to welcome new employees, and every employee had it this morning.

The subtext is: Don’t try to hide, every player has a share.

"..." I was stuffed with food I didn't like very early in the morning, and I wanted to quit before I even started working!

The outstanding employee suppressed the urge to resign and walked angrily to the corner where the NPCs were gathered. There was no player around. She found an empty seat and sat down with her back to the other players.

Yinsu first used his skills to identify the plate of meatballs. The result was not a question mark, but...

【Plant meatballs】

Is this name serious?

It's not serious! !

Yinsu stared at the plate of meatballs for a full minute, then turned to look around, preparing to find someone to share it with.

There were NPCs all around. Yinsu randomly picked one that pleased his eyes and placed the plate of meatballs directly on the NPC's table.

The NPC who was immersed in eating looked up and looked over suspiciously.

Su Dashan looked at him lovingly and said, "Please eat."

The NPC pointed to another plate of meatballs on the table: "I have..."

"Look at how skinny you are, eat more."

"No……"

"when!"

The NPC looked at the steel pipe inserted into the table against the back of his hand. The steel pipe penetrated three-thirds of the way into the wood, and a crack seemed to appear on the table.

"You don't want it to be inserted into other places in your body, right?" Yinsu glanced at his face inch by inch with malicious eyes, "For example, the eyes, head... or heart."

The NPC swallowed. The murder weapon on the back of his hand exuded a shuddering chill. He pulled the plate of meatballs over with trembling hands.

"That's right. Colleagues should help each other." Yinsu took away the steel pipe with satisfaction, sat back in his seat, and began to enjoy breakfast.

She had just finished eating when there was a sudden commotion at the door. A group of embarrassed players came in from outside the restaurant, stained with an unknown mixture of red and green liquid - they were the players who went to training last night.

Each of them looked tired, holding their own flower pots and dragging their feet in.

Even Lin Feichen, who showed off his power last night, looked depressed at this time.

However, when they smelled the aroma in the canteen, their dull eyes lit up, and they suddenly rushed to the dining outlet like a chicken blood.

Only the last bit of sanity prevented them from jumping in line and fighting, but everyone was staring at the golden meatballs in the kitchen with salivation, eager to stuff the meatballs into their mouths the next moment.

Yinsu: "..."

Contaminated?

This group of players got the meatballs so quickly that they had no time to find a place to sit and devoured the plate of meatballs on the spot.

After eating the meatballs, their faces recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye. Their fatigue gradually disappeared and their faces became rosy, as if they had drank a bottle of high-level recovery potion.

The players in the restaurant were stunned: "..."

The atmosphere in the restaurant was weird, and the NPCs didn't react when they were supposed to be eating or drinking. The players' faces were full of horror. Can these meatballs restore the players' status?

Yinsu put on his mask and turned sideways with his hand on his chin to look at the players over there.

She watched for a while, then suddenly stood up and squeezed away an NPC, sitting next to the NPC who shared her breakfast, "Are the meatballs delicious?"

The NPC's body trembled. The woman's terrifying look just now was still vivid in his mind. He suppressed the resentment and hatred in his eyes, shrank his neck and replied: "Good... delicious?"

"Then I'll pay it back to you next time." Yinsu held up his chin and said with a smile.

"...Why don't you eat it yourself?" The NPC lowered his head and did not dare to look at Yinsu. His voice was a little dull: "You can't eat meatballs every day. If you miss it, you won't have the chance."

Yinsu's tone was extremely kind: "I can't bear to see someone as thin as you among my colleagues. I want you to gain weight so that you can contribute better to the company."

The NPC subconsciously said: "This won't make you fat."

Yinsu asked politely: "Oh? What's the use of eating it?"

The NPC stopped talking and stood up to leave, but Yinsu pulled him back. When he sat back on the chair, he felt a cold sting in his waist. His whole body froze and he did not dare to move.

The NPC's upper and lower teeth clattered together and made a sound, "...it can quickly increase blood pressure."

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Jiang Yuxue struggled to squeeze through the crowd and finally found Yu Hanxiu, but found that she had already eaten almost all the meatballs in her hand.

Jiang Yuxue reached out and grabbed Yu Hanxiu's wrist and pulled her out of the crowd.

Yu Hanxiu just finished eating the last bite of meatballs, exhaled a comfortable breath, and looked at Jiang Yuxue in surprise, with the rejoicing and joy of the rest of his life: "I'm alive."

Jiang Yuxue's expression was not very good: "Are you okay?"

"???" Yu Hanxiu was confused for a moment: "It's okay... Yu... what's wrong with Xiaoyun?"

Jiang Yuxue looked her up and down, uneasy: "Are you feeling well?"

Yu Hanxiu shook his head energetically: "I feel very good now, no discomfort."

Jiang Yuxue: "..."

Are those meatballs with the weird aroma safe?

Jiang Yuxue brought Yu Hanxiu to Jiang Qi.

"Xiuxiu ate the meatballs." Jiang Yuxue felt something was wrong with the overly fragrant meatballs, "Is everything going to be okay?"

Yan Yuanqing asked Yu Hanxiu to go over, took out a prop and swept it around her, "The pollution value is very low, even lower than other players."

Players who did not go to training were more or less contaminated after last night, but their condition was not obvious yet.

"Maybe it's a pollution-clearing prop set by the dungeon." Such settings are very common in dungeons, and are equivalent to a fixed blood recovery point for players.

Yan Yuanqing put away the props and gave his own advice: "But I still don't recommend eating them. Those meatballs are unusually fragrant."

Even veteran players with determination like them wanted to try it when they smelled the fragrance.

"I...will something happen?" Yu Hanxiu Xu heard the solemnity in their words and pinched his fingers and became nervous.

Yan Yuanqing was silent for a few seconds before saying: "It's okay for now."

Yu Hanxiu: "..." It's okay for now... Does that mean something might happen later?

Seeing that her face turned pale again, Yan Yuanqing took her to the side to talk. After her mood stabilized again, he brought her back to ask about last night's training.

"last night……"

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Last night, all the players gathered in the lobby. Two players were afraid of not coming, or they forgot the time. In short, when they appeared, they fell from the upstairs and hit them on the spot. Their flesh, blood, and brains were shattered on the ground.

Manager Sun stepped on the blood on the floor and said grimly: "Punctuality is a professional quality that every employee should possess."

Afterwards, Manager Sun took them into a conference room and asked them to watch the PPT in the conference room, which had an introduction to the company. After reading the introduction, there was an exam.

After finally finishing the exam, Supervisor Sun asked them to wait in the conference room and did not come for a long time.

I don't know how long it took, but Manager Sun finally came back, but at this time, Manager Sun was even more sinister than before, and his terrifying posture seemed to kill them all.