This Group of Players Are All Slimes - Vol 10 Chapter 73

“I think I just missed the fact that I had eaten something, it should be fine.”

When ordered to take everyone to the 121st floor, the weak chicken asked helplessly.

Facing the problem of the weak chicken man, Satan Ye shook his head: “No, it is very important. In the state of hypermemia, you will remember everything in every detail, and you will even tell you how many times you have succubus. , I won’t even forget about this food.”

“I just ask you to forget this now.”

“It’s okay, is it normal to be estrus with the succubus?”

“Thank you, so I feel much better.”

“But it’s a little weird to male succubus, will you do the same to your master Ellen?”

“Forget! Ma Dan, I can’t control myself!”

All the way to a certain room on the 121st floor, the weak chicken man who died once said weakly: “It should be here.”

“We are also sure that it is here. After all, the material you provided is included. The man behind the scenes doesn’t know that you have this special ability, so I missed this point. And he deliberately concealed it, and it is likely to have important clues.”

They stood in front of a very ordinary wooden door, which looked like the main entrance of a certain coffee shop, and there was a feeling of being easily unaffordable in the simplicity.

When the door was opened, the bell hung at the door rang, and an oncoming scent that made it difficult to suppress appetite came.

The room inside the door looks like an ordinary coffee shop.

The clear sound of music echoed in the air, and there seemed to be a woman recalling her lover, singing like a cry, sad but not sad, with a touch of sorrow.

There are a dozen comfortable sofas and solid wood dining tables in a coffee shop the size of a basketball court. There is a welcome table at the entrance and a bar on the right. The shelf behind the bar is filled with various coffees and liqueurs.

In addition, there is no one in the cafe, but there are signs that people have been active everywhere.

There are half-eaten foods on several tables, the thick soup is still scented, and the ashtray on the side contains half-burned cigars.

There was still a plate on the table. The noodles on the plate were only half eaten, and there was a note on the side with a sentence written in Chinese.

“If you haven’t left, you will come back later.”

Lu Fan jumped up and looked at the note. After reading it, he said to others: “At first glance, it is a note left by a single dog. Weak chicken man, was this arrangement the last time you came here?”

“The general environment is the same, but the details are different. The dining table was almost full last time. It should be related to the time of arrival.”

Lu Fan sat on a sofa at will, but then felt a strong discomfort, which made him want to walk away from the sofa very much.

But if you jump on a sofa without food, this feeling disappears immediately and is replaced by an extremely comfortable feeling.

There are two menus on the side of the dining table, one containing traditional beverages such as coffee, and the other containing various foods.

Traditional beverages do not seem to be outrageous, and the prices are very moderate, and they don’t seem to be problematic.

But the food in the other book is a bit strange. The cooking in it is all free, but the food doesn’t look normal.

“Fried slime, slime soup, satan leaf burger, swordsman steak…Are we the ingredients?”

Satan leaves also sat on a table, picked up the recipe and read it: “Clothes can also be made into lunch. Steamed socks, meat sauce cloak. Ah, weapons are also good, cold swords, this thing won’t be able to eat it. Are you bleeding heavily?”

The swordsman also flipped through the recipe: “It seems that memory is OK, Grant remembers pudding, and mysterious person remembers ice cream. What will happen if I eat it?”

The recipe is very thin, only two or three pages, but this recipe seems to be endless, every page has a different content.

Lu Fan flipped through the recipe and found out that he was actually a little hungry.

The names of these dishes seemed to include some peculiar spiritual pollution, which made him feel the temptation of food and aroused his appetite.

Closing the recipe, Lu Fan said to the drooling chicken man, “What did you eat here?”

“I didn’t eat anything, not even a sip of water, but I couldn’t help but ate a candy at the door.”

“Let’s go and take a look at the door.”

When he came to the welcoming place at the door, Lu Fan found that there was a pile of rainbow candies in the wooden box.

Looking at the welcome station, Lu Fan always felt something was missing.

After carefully recalling the memory when he entered the door, he immediately shouted to the swordsman: “Swordsman, cut down the weak chicken man!”

A sword light flew over, directly splitting the weak chicken man in half from the middle.

As the corpse disappeared, what had been hidden by the weak chicken man also surfaced.

The pamphlet that had been soaked in mucus did not deform in any way, and it was still very strong even after the mucus disappeared.

After picking up the booklet with the wooden stick he picked up, Lu Fan found that it was a booklet of customer opinions.

This opinion sheet seems to have the same characteristics as the previous recipes, it looks very thin, but it never ends when it is turned over.

Each page records the diners’ feelings and diners’ names after the meal, and each line is thought-provoking.

“I eat my painful memories, I will forget them forever, and in the end even the pain itself. -XXX”

“Now, I am finally with you. —XXX”

“They will never know where the murder weapon is. —XXX”

…

These messages should be diners from another world. They came to this weird restaurant to dine, then ate or forever abandon some of their things in their stomachs forever.

Realizing that this book of opinions could not be finished, Lu Fan went straight from the back to the front, and finally saw a lot of familiar names.

“Slimes are delicious, Soul Eater is delicious. —XXX”

“Slimes are so delicious, Soul Eaters are so delicious~www.mtlnovel.com~ Slimes are so delicious, Soul Eaters are so delicious, so delicious. -XXX”

After turning over hundreds of names, Lu Fan finally saw a familiar name, Weak Chicken Man.

“Soul Eater is so delicious. —Weak Chicken Man”

Calling Satan Ye and the swordsman, Lu Fan pointed to this one: “The case has been solved, they should have eaten the Soul Eater here, so this resulted in this result.”

Satan Ye looked at the book of opinions: “Interestingly, this thing should automatically retain the feelings of the diners, so as long as they have eaten, it will automatically be recorded. We need to go back and investigate the list above. Everyone who has eaten it should have been infected with the Soul Eater. Fortunately, we did not eat it.”

“I have a question.” The swordsman raised his hand. “Why didn’t we see the second visit of the weak chicken man in the previous video?”

“He should have been controlled once before. The other party ordered him not to make any recordings when he came next time, and inadvertently avoided this video. Next, we only need to investigate the trajectory of the people on this, then it should be inferred. Exactly who is behind the scenes.”

Immediately back to the headquarters, the three of them saw an anxious Cui En when they came back.

Seeing the three who came back, Cui En eagerly said: “It’s not good, we have hundreds of people missing.”

“Who is there?”

Hearing the names of people reported by Cui En, Lu Fan matched these names with the names in the opinion book, and nodded clearly.

“I understand, the other party is anxious.”

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