The Human Yogurt Bowl

Moreover, judging from Zhu Yan's analysis in the candy store, the probability of the rules being wrong was quite high.

Not only that, but Yang Zhanbai was also very strong.

Now Zhu Yan was clearly trying to smooth things over and didn't want to get involved.

If the others actually made a move without any help, they definitely wouldn't have any chance of winning.

Those who could survive in this instance might be a bit weak at most, but who among them was a real fool?

The surroundings were quiet for a moment.

It took a full two seconds before a few players reacted, smiling and acting as peacemakers.

"No objections, it was explained so clearly."

A slightly chubby boy stood up with a laugh, leaning over to pull Li Huisheng.

"Come on, buddy, the food is starting to arrive. Let's have a hot bite."

"Right, we can talk about things after we eat," Qi Yinming chimed in. "Li Huisheng, don't forget, this is a restaurant in the real world."

Qi Yinming spoke very capably, mentioning an angle that Zhu Yan hadn't brought up.

"We need human permission to come in here. If you make a scene now and someone notices something unusual, it might cost everyone their precious rest time."

Li Huisheng lowered his eyes, muttering a few times in deep reluctance.

Of the three paths he had proposed, this player named "Zhu Zeyu" actually only acknowledged the hardest one, which was also the one he least wanted to take.

They were all new players; what right did Zhu Zeyu have to be so arbitrary and embarrass him to his face?

But Li Huisheng tactfully said no more.

He forced a smile at Yang Zhanbai and followed the chubby boy toward the booth, but his mind was already made up.

Since it was like this, he would eat first; this meal didn't cost money anyway.

After eating, he would find someone weaker and have them go out with the store clerk to test the first path.

If that didn't work, he would go out and find a thriller creature to declare that he wanted to become a [Hunter].

The freshly cooked dishes were served one by one, and the air was soon filled with a savory aroma, making Li Huisheng's empty stomach churn even more fiercely.

Damn it, this Zhu Zeyu really knew how to talk.

Yang Zhanbai had merely contributed a table of food, yet he brought it up and praised it as a great contribution!

Damn it!

Yang Zhanbai's previous statement indicated that [Hunters] had a very high status.

Once he, Li Huisheng, became a [Hunter], he would definitely lead the thriller creatures to carve up this Zhu Zeyu!

Li Huisheng lowered his head, viciously stabbing his napkin with his fork.

Zhu Yan felt Li Huisheng's glare, but he really didn't have the time to care.

Opposite him, Yang Zhanbai was looking at him in silence, his eyes red and his Adam's apple bobbing, but he couldn't utter a single word.

This alone was enough to make it agonizing for him.

Zhu Yan also had to carefully watch his hand movements to prevent the [Hunter] mark from being exposed when it shouldn't be.

After a while, Yang Zhanbai whispered, "Thank you."

"I know the situation is difficult. Thank you for helping me out."

Zhu Yan didn't know what to say, so he simply stayed silent.

Yang Zhanbai seemed to be completely convinced by him, which was a good thing.

This person's ability was very strong, and it was an offensive ability that Zhu Yan lacked.

If he could fully utilize him later, it would be a considerable help!

As long as he could completely clear the identity of "Zhu Zeyu"...

"You're welcome." Thinking of this, Zhu Yan smiled at him amicably. "You should eat something too."

He glanced at Qi Yinming, who had also stood firm just now and hadn't intervened casually.

Qi Yinming's ability was investigative, which was a bit dangerous.

If he developed well later on, he might even be able to see through his identity.

If possible, it would be safest to keep this person close.

If he could be used later, great; if not, it would be convenient to strike at close range.

"I see that among everyone here, you, me, and Xiao Qi have expended the most energy."

"There are exactly three shrimp in the pot, one for each of us."

Yang Zhanbai raised his hand and patted Zhu Yan heavily on the shoulder.

There was nothing more to say.

From now on, if Yang Zhanbai had a bite of meat to eat, Zhu Zeyu must have a bite too.

No.

If Yang Zhanbai got a piece of meat, unless it was an emergency, he would give it to Zhu Zeyu first!

Qi Yinming also smiled: "Thanks to you this time, student Zhu."

The atmosphere in the restaurant had relaxed again; Qi Yinming served himself a bowl of hot soup and didn't look as tense as before.

He looked down at the soup in his bowl and suddenly said, "Right, there's something I need to tell you."

The volume of this sentence wasn't loud, just enough for the other two at the table to hear.

Zhu Yan turned to look at him, seeing Qi Yinming's brows furrowing tighter and tighter, as if pondering something.

"When Yang Zhanbai was ordering, I took a look at the menu," he said. "It's not really a big deal... just a coincidence..."

Qi Yinming took out his phone, scanned the code again, and scrolled to the bottom of the menu.

"Look here." He handed the phone to Zhu Yan, "The last dish—"

The picture of the last dish was beautiful, but the name of the dish wasn't so pleasant.

The moment Zhu Yan saw the name of the dish, his heart skipped a beat.

"Yogurt bowl?" he couldn't help but read aloud, "Berry-flavored yogurt bowl?"

Qi Yinming drank the soup from his bowl, looked around, and his expression turned a bit serious.

"Yes," he lowered his voice, "I was startled at first."

"But I can completely distinguish between thriller creatures and humans. I'm certain this is a human store."

A female clerk brought over a plate of grilled wings.

Zhu Yan noticed that Qi Yinming kept staring at her back. There was a thin layer of sweat on his forehead that he didn't even bother to wipe.

"This female clerk is absolutely human. I also checked their food; it's completely different from what those thriller creatures give, and it's edible."

Now it was Zhu Yan's turn to be surprised.

"You can even tell that? Is this how you survived?"

"Yes," Qi Yinming said. "I went near a milk tea shop at first. Out of curiosity, I took a cup and then found out there was a problem with the milk tea."

He fell silent for a moment and looked at Zhu Yan quite seriously.

"Do you think this berry-flavored yogurt bowl here could be some kind of clue or hint?"

Zhu Yan asked Yang Zhanbai, "Did you order this yogurt bowl?"

If he did, they would just wait for the yogurt bowl to arrive, inspect it, and then ask the clerk.

If he didn't, Zhu Yan would order it now.

Yang Zhanbai looked at Zhu Yan and then at Qi Yinming, "I ordered it. There are four flavors of yogurt bowls here, and I ordered one of each."

Zhu Yan craned his neck and looked around.

Yang Zhanbai had ordered so much food. Hot dishes were being served one after another, and the sound of spatulas clashing and food sizzling in hot oil in the kitchen never stopped.

The restaurant itself wasn't big, and with limited staff, it would probably be a while before the yogurt bowls were served.

"Then we'll wait," Zhu Yan said indifferently. "After the yogurt bowls come, I'll probably go out for a walk."

"I'll see if I can find some clues about the [Consolation Mother]. After all, night is the active period for thriller creatures, and the yogurt bowl appearing this early can't be a coincidence."

Clues always had to be found outside.

Zhu Yan didn't mind sacrificing this bit of rest time. To him, finding the alpha wolf as soon as possible was far more important than resting.

He still had the [Bar] as his base. If he got tired, sleeping inside it for half an hour wouldn't be a problem at all.

Furthermore, until the mark on his palm was cleared, staying by himself was much safer than staying with a bunch of other players.

"I'll go with you," Yang Zhanbai volunteered. "Human shops are safe anyway, so there's no reason for the others to get into any fights."

Zhu Yan quickly weighed his options.

This trip was essentially a risk-free venture, so bringing Yang Zhanbai along was fine. After all, the level-three creatures outside were completely within the attack range of Yang Zhanbai's abilities.

Moreover, just in case Guan En called to verify Yang Zhanbai's identity, or tried to pull something else...

Having Yang Zhanbai by his side would make it much easier for Zhu Yan to control the situation at a moment's notice!

"Alright," Zhu Yan agreed briskly. "You come with me. Xiao Qi, same as usual, you hold down the fort."

"I'll leave it to you two, then."

Qi Yinming had no objections. Changing the subject, he began to explain his upcoming plans to the two of them.

"Once everyone finishes eating, I'll call the police station directly and try to explain the situation."

Qi Yinming checked the time on his phone.

"It's been almost an hour since we got here."

"I'm guessing the police won't be able to get inside. I noticed that the clerk who went out still hasn't come back, as if you can't re-enter once you leave."

"But, if the police can help give the boss here a heads-up and get him to agree to stay open for 24 hours today, then we won't have to worry about tonight!"

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