As soon as Jiang Bai entered the hot pot restaurant, he found that there was something special inside. The sounds of chopping vegetables, walking, moving tables and chairs, boiling water, rinsing meat, clinking dishes, drinking and punching, laughter... The four or five tables on the first floor of the hot pot restaurant were full of customers, and there was a lot of people and smoke. Noisy sounds came towards him, and Jiang Bai seemed to have traveled through time and space, returning to the hot pot restaurant 1,200 years ago, while Jiang Bai stood blankly at the door. A chill rushed to the back of Jiang Bai's head, and he reacted immediately, "Wait...this isn't reality!" A voice sounded in Jiang Bai's ear, "Jiang Bai, you came in from outside the hot pot restaurant. In our era, this kind of place was called a [desperate situation]. There was no way out, and there was a narrow escape." "[Desperate Situation] has some special rules. Since you have the guts to come in, I can promise you that as long as you don't step into the third floor, you can leave the hot pot restaurant alive... In fact, it doesn't make much difference. You enter [Desperate Situation] , already half-stepped into the gate of hell..." "I'm going too far. You have to listen carefully to what I'm going to say next."
“The rules on the first floor are simple, this hot pot restaurant is about to experience a terrorist attack. You only have five minutes to prepare. During this period, you can use all your abilities. No matter what you do or how you do it, as long as you save one person, you will be able to enter the second floor even if you successfully pass this level. " "You only have three chances. If you fail three times, you have to leave... It may be safer for you to stay here..." That voice carries a bit of pain and vicissitudes of life, "let's start." "You're new here, why are you still standing there waiting for me to invite you?" A loud shout brought Jiang Bai back from his thoughts. Only then did he notice that his clothes had changed. He was wearing a white apron around his waist and a chef's hat on his head. Jiang Bai glanced around as quickly as possible. The decoration on the first floor of the hot pot restaurant is very simple, with some slogans painted on the white gray walls: [Precipitation, meeting at the top], [A heavy rain ruined my college dream], [XX BBQ], [Minors are prohibited from drinking]. .. Obviously, the shop owner is a businessman and knows how to use his money wisely. In two corners of the wall, there are two unsociable figures: 【4:55】、【8】 "The first one is a countdown, what's the next one?" Time was limited. Jiang Bai didn't have time to think too much and started counting people. "There are 13 people at 5 tables in the lobby, 1 cashier at the counter, and 3 people in the kitchen. Including me, there are 18 people in total. Why is there a number 8 on the wall?" "Is there an extra reward for saving 8 people?" Jiang Bai noticed that among the 18 people, 10 were men, 7 were women, and there was 1 child. The person who scolded Jiang Bai looked very similar to the middle-aged man he met at the door before, but he was younger, his belly was not that big, and he still had a bit of heroic spirit between his brows.
Jiang Bai ignored his words and walked forward blankly. "I'm deaf, I'm talking to you!" As Jiang Bai walked, cold air came out from the soles of his feet, and he thought in his mind, "Although it's not reality, my abilities are exactly the same as reality. It's interesting. How did I do it?" "Let's study it later. After entering this illusion, [Geographical Advantage] can also be used. This is good news..." The cold air on Jiang Bai's feet spread and formed a thin layer of ice on the ground. The terrain opened up, and the ice instantly spread to the ground, freezing everyone's feet. The noise was so loud that it immediately attracted the collective attention. "Time is limited, please forgive me. I will explain to you after I survive." Jiang Bai took a step forward and slid directly to the stairs. "Huh?" There was a solid wall in front of the stairs, completely blocking the road. Jiang Bai tried to leave the hot pot restaurant, but failed. "Don't give me a chance to get a bug." Jiang Bai originally planned to go to the second floor to take a look in this environment, but now the plan fell through. Returning to the hall, Jiang Bai noticed that everyone's mood had begun to become unstable. Some people were trying to smash ice cubes, some were questioning the boss, and some were preparing to hit Jiang Bai with a hot pot. Ignoring the restless people, Jiang Bai noticed that four people remained motionless in their original positions, unaffected by the ice at all. There was a couple eating mandarin duck hotpot at one table, an old man drinking alone in a corner, and the last one was a little girl, her feet barely touching the ground, concentrating on eating vermicelli. Facing this kind of situation, he can still remain calm, which is absolutely extraordinary. Maybe, by using them as a breakthrough, we can learn something. Jiang Bai first walked towards the old man who was drinking alone and got straight to the point, "Are you an extraordinary person?" A trace of surprise flashed through the old man's cloudy eyes, and he soon returned to calm. He took a sip of the bitter wine and said with a wry smile, "You don't even want to give me time to have a hot pot meal and a sip of wine?" "I don't understand what you are saying, but you must understand my question." Jiang Bai asked, "The current time is accurate to the year, month and day?" "Are you checking to see if I'm out of control?" The old man frowned, his old wrinkles full of confusion, but still chose to answer, "2178, September 9, 19:46."
During the fourth mysterious tide? Jiang Bai calmly recorded this information. Jiang Bai asked, "Name, do you still remember your sequence ability?" "Remember." The old man recounted it truthfully, "Zhang Baota, human type, ranked in the top 50... bah bah bah, look at my memory, I got drunk and drunk, I like to brag on weekdays, please forgive me, human type is NO. 52, hot." Jiang Bai took out a small notebook from nowhere, and while recording, he asked, "Zhang Baota, do you know the next process?" "I know, I know!" The old man nodded and repeated, "After this meal, I will go to the Disaster Prevention Committee to report. Don't worry, Lao Zhang, I will definitely not die outside. I will become a lonely ghost by then. Isn't that harmful to people? I will be left in disarray even if I die. Not pure at all, so wicked! I would say that private graves are still too expensive. I have to spend all my life’s savings to buy the cheapest one. I’m not in line for a public grave. Time is too tight. Last time I had a physical exam, they said I could still hold on for half a year. Woolen cloth..." Disaster Preparedness Committee? That’s right, the fourth mysterious tide’s corresponding sequence ability is [Ghost System]. After the death of an extraordinary person, it is easy for him to awaken his ghost ability and cause a disaster. To prevent these disasters, it is necessary to regularly check the physical condition of extraordinary people and find ways to reduce the losses of becoming ghosts after death before they die. The private grave mentioned by the old man is probably the prototype of the secret grave! Zhang Baota poured out his bitter words at Jiang Bai, spitting and vomiting. He wasted a lot of time and got no useful information at all. Listening to the old man talking more and more enthusiastically, Jiang Bai interrupted him and asked politely, "When was your last physical examination?" The old man was like a deflated rubber ball and said listlessly, "Quickly... almost half a year ago..." "That's it!" Jiang Bai wrote down all the key points Zhang Baota said on the paper, and did not forget to hit the other party, "Is there anything else you want to add?" The old man’s wrinkles sunk deeper and he frowned. "Let me think about it... Oh, by the way, I think I should report in the afternoon. Don't I like this bite? I wanted to take another bite before I died. I didn't expect it to take so long. Comrade, I... It’s not a big mistake, right?” Jiang Bai put down the pen in his hand and said truthfully, "I don't know either." "What?" The old man looked at Jiang Bai and asked in surprise, "Comrade, this is a big joke. Are you not a member of the Disaster Prevention Committee?"
Jiang Bai answered truthfully, "No." Zhang Baota, who felt that he was being teased, suddenly became furious and slammed the table, "It's not that you didn't tell me earlier!" Jiang Bai spread his hands and said innocently, "You didn't even ask!"