Chapter 2829: Weird Feast Nightmare (XI)

Chapter 2803 Weird Feast Nightmare (XI)

The corpse was dragged away, and everyone started a new game in a new round of panic. This time they had to write the story of the main dish, but in this round, they had more ideas.

After the elimination results of the last round came out, they found that the strategy they had adopted before was effective. Those who had their notes taken away and were unable to write new answers were all eliminated. In other words, the winning list can indeed be determined in advance by destroying other people's answers.

Now there are only 20 people left in the whole venue, and the number of people to be eliminated this time is 10.

There seems to be no special pattern in the number of people eliminated. Sometimes more, sometimes less, it seems to depend on the mood of the chef, so people can't judge rationally whether they will be eliminated in the next round.

This time, half of the people will be reduced. The remaining 20 people have no rationality. They just want to quickly destroy each other's answers. Roars, screams, and shouts of killing are endless.

The chef is indifferent to the chaos in the restaurant. Schiller is still eating, as if the noise has nothing to do with him.

As the number of people decreased, it became easier and easier to collect the notes. After a while, all the answers were collected. The chef went backstage again. This time, he paused for an extra moment when he came out.

"Now I will announce the list of ingredients." The chef said the familiar opening remarks, but his tone became heavy, and he uttered a name that no one expected.

"Nyog Sosip."

The others were only surprised for a moment, and then they quickly realized that Schiller's elimination was justified, because he didn't write anything in the last round. He was busy eating and didn't hand in his paper. It would be strange if he wasn't eliminated.

The elimination process was carried out uniformly after all the names were announced. In addition to Schiller, there were nine more people. The names were read out quickly, and those whose names were not read out breathed a sigh of relief.

The elimination of Dr. Sosip, who knew all the answers, can be regarded as the only good news since the opening, because he finally no longer completely occupied a must-win quota, and the others had a little more chance of survival.

The execution began.

In the past, the execution process was very fast. The spine hanging from the ceiling would completely pull out the person's spine the moment it touched the person. The body on the ground would twitch a few times, but soon it would become silent.

The spine had already fallen down.

But at this moment, something strange happened. The spine hanging from Schiller's head was cut off by a cold knife.

It was not Schiller who threw the knife. Schiller was still eating.

The waiter who was closest to here walked behind Schiller and stood still. The spine continued to grow downward at a very fast speed, but every time it was about to touch Schiller's body, it would be cut off by the waiter.

The execution was completed. The other nine people were all dead. Only Schiller was sitting there unharmed. The remaining ten people could see that something was wrong even if they were stupid.

It didn't seem that someone was protecting Schiller.

One of them suddenly realized something, and he shouted, "Eat! He's always eating, so no one can hurt him!"

The atmosphere in the restaurant stagnated. It seemed like a puzzle with the answer written on the title. What else can a restaurant do if you don't eat?

Everyone was frightened by the strangeness on the ceiling, and the chef threatened them fiercely. Naturally, they thought that the person standing in the front had the power of life and death, so of course they listened to him and started playing games.

It turns out that as long as you keep eating, you won't be attacked?

In any case, let's try it first. The other ten people picked up their knives and forks, but at this time the chef spoke.

"Are you serious? I remember I said that the winner is the diners, and the losers are the ingredients."

Everyone paused, and they suddenly realized what the ingredients of the food on the plate were.

But one of them gritted his teeth and said, "That's what they deserve. Who made them not discover this earlier?"

After that, he began to wolf down desperately.

The hesitation of the others did not last long. They began to eat the food on the plate. This dish was cheese, but there was still meat on the plate, which seemed to be grilled meat marinated in wine. Many people avoided meat, as if morality would allow them to eat other things without burden.

In the cheese session, the chef announced that five people would be eliminated.

Some people felt uneasy, afraid that Schiller's rule to avoid being killed would not work on them, so they wrote something and handed it in.

There were only 10 people left in the whole venue. Five people wrote something, and five did not. Schiller and the surviving Jerome both handed in blank papers.

When the time was up, the chef read out the elimination list. The five people who did not write were all eliminated, and the spine fell down and began to attack them.

The other five people who had escaped by chance were all looking at the other five intently. They wanted to know whether the rule that eating could avoid being killed was true.

In addition to Schiller, four more waiters came out. They used knives to cut off the spines of the diners who wanted to attack them, and five of them survived safely.

The other five breathed a sigh of relief. It turned out that this rule was effective. As expected, eating could avoid being killed. They could finally survive.

When we reached the dessert stage, the chef announced the number of people to be eliminated. Because he failed to successfully eliminate five people last time, the number of people to be eliminated this time was still five.

No one handed in their papers this time.

Anyway, as long as you eat, you won't be killed. This game has only seven rounds in total. Dessert is the second to last round. As long as you hold on a little longer, you can successfully pass it.

Everyone was eating quietly. A cold light flashed in the chef's eyes, but he didn't make any move. He just stood there and watched quietly.

A young man wearing glasses who was supposed to be eliminated in the cheese stage gently rang the service bell next to him. He breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Schiller at the table next to him. He found that he could actually order any dish on the menu. He was going to order an aperitif. The dessert just now was a bit too sweet. He was never used to sweets.

The waiter walked towards him. Just as the man with glasses pretended to look at the menu, a knife was stabbed into his chest with a puff. He lowered his head in disbelief and fell headfirst on the table.

Now there are only nine people left.

Everyone was stunned. Didn't they say that everything would be fine as long as they ate? Was it because the man stopped eating and rang the service bell? But Schiller had done the same thing before, and nothing happened.

Suddenly someone looked at the man's plate, and the lady sitting next to him said loudly: "He didn't finish it! He rang the bell before he finished all the desserts. The rule should not allow waste."

The others immediately looked down at their plates. Fortunately, the desserts were not large in size and could be finished in a few bites. The remaining few people didn't particularly dislike desserts. Even if they did, they would try to finish them for their own lives.

One person finished the food on the plate in two or three bites, breathed a sigh of relief, put down his knife and fork, and paused for a while before trying to ring the bell. But during the pause, the drooping spine pressed against his neck.

With a swish, his spine was pulled out.

He was one of the five people who didn't give an answer to the cheese level. Now there are only three of the five people left, and there are still eight people on the field.

Others also discovered that it seemed that eating too slowly was not good either. Only when you continued to eat would the waiter protect you. Once you stopped, you would be killed by the terrifying monster on the ceiling.

At this time, a smart person immediately realized that he should eat slowly, because although he was not eliminated in this round, there was still one round of the game. If he was eliminated in the next round, but couldn't eat, the waiter would not protect him as long as he paused.

So eating slowly in this link and leaving some stomach can prevent trouble before it happens, making it easier for yourself later.

Among the five people who were not eliminated, two people adopted this strategy. They began to scrape the icing on the surface of the dessert little by little and put it into their mouths, achieving a state of eating but not eating.

Just after they dawdled for a while, the waiter flashed behind one of them and stabbed him in the chest with a knife again. Now there are only seven people left on the field.

The others are really going to collapse. What is this rule?

"Each dish has a time limit." Schiller suddenly said, "This is one of the etiquettes of Western dining, because French dishes are served one by one. If the previous dish is eaten too slowly, the next dish may become stale. It is useless to delay time by this."

The crowd did not know what the time limit was, but they did not dare to gamble, so they finished the food on the plate in two or three bites and quickly rang the service bell to call for the next dish.

It is not good to not finish it, and it is not good to eat too slowly, so the only way is to start with the dishes, eat those things that are not easy to get tired of and not easy to occupy the stomach, so among the first six dishes, the best choice is aperitif.

Three of the seven people chose this dish, but this time it was not "Gotham Sunset", but a glass of blue-purple cocktail.

Among the seven people, some wine connoisseurs immediately realized that this was not an appetizer, and it definitely contained strong liquor, but the moment the dish landed on the table, they could not stop eating.

The three of them picked up their glasses and smelled the strong smell of alcohol. They almost vomited, but they didn't dare not drink. Some chose to drink it all in one gulp, while others chose to taste it slowly.

The former fell drunk on the table the moment he finished drinking. He was also the one who was eliminated before. Without the action of eating, his spine was almost immediately taken out.

Now only Schiller and Jerome were left in the eliminated group, and the total number of people was only six.

At this time, the chef announced that the last round had begun, and there would still be five people eliminated in this round.