Instance game: I signed a pact with the gods, and the gods accused me of cheating

Chapter 828 Poisoning

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On the other side, in the experimental area of the dungeon, Dr. Herman was sitting in front of a large screen and staring at the one-way glass. He ate potato chips and laughed as he stared at the reactions of the players in the room on the other side of the glass.

Hearing Qin Shang blurt out the word "thank you", her pretty face flushed and she spat softly;

"I don't know who just made those righteous comments. No wonder Teacher players love using [Fly Overhead]..."

Soon, footsteps approached and two staff members armed to the teeth walked into the room.

"Doctor, the experimental site for tomorrow has been arranged."

"OK!"

"But, are we really going to let those people compete in tug-of-war with us tomorrow? Their condition is no different from that of the elderly, the weak, women, and children..."

Hearing this, the woman called Doctor shouted coldly.

"If you think you have a good chance of winning, you'd better give it your all tomorrow. Only then will I be able to observe the data I want!"

"One more thing. Go and talk to number 7 tonight and ask him if he'd like to join us and enter another team in the game tomorrow. This guy is very interesting, and I think it's worth an experiment. Ahem, that's it..."

"Go ahead and ask!"

Hearing this, the staff member nodded obediently, but the expression in his eyes hidden under the helmet changed back and forth for a long time, and finally he clasped his hands together and bowed.

"Yes!"

……

A moment later, in the middle of the night, room No. 3 welcomed an uninvited guest who had sneaked into the residence of the experimental participants. The burly man was confused after being woken up. He looked at the dark environment and the man with bright eyes sitting on the chair over there. He didn't know how long the other party had been there. He looked up and saw a person beside his bed. This feeling was quite terrifying.

I finally had a full meal, but are you going to send me to the guillotine so soon?

The burly man No. 3 climbed up from the bed, a sad thought flashed through his mind, and he stared at the visitor who was wrapped in darkness with a vigilant look on his face.

Seeing this, the other party raised a finger to his mouth;

"Shh! If you're awake, stop yelling. I have a message that can help you pass the next round of the game, but only if you cooperate with me..."

"What do you mean? You, you mean, you're here to help me?"

"hold head high!"

"But I have to ask you a question first. Excuse me, do you know 'Licking Cockroach Feet'? I'm looking for him!"

……

The next day, the sun rises three poles.

The use of this word here is actually an exaggeration, because in the dark underground laboratory, Qin Shang cannot feel the changes in light from the outside world at all. It is basically the same time as when he wakes up. Even if there is a problem with the clock here, he has no choice but to trust the clock here.

As the hands on the clock in the cubicle reached around noon, Qin Shang climbed out of bed.

Then, I was shocked by the surrounding arrangement.

"Are you planning on giving us a Last Supper?"

Such a rich meal, are you going to die?!

The rich aroma of food almost drowned out the stench.

In front of me, there are several steaming stir-fried dishes placed on the small coffee table.

Things like shredded pork with fish flavor, braised spare ribs, steamed beans, mapo tofu... emm, at this moment, Qin Shang was completely certain that the person in this copy, Dr. Hermann, was probably also Chinese.

Whose character, who is a foreigner in the setting, would cook in a dungeon?!

He held his chin in his hand, looking thoughtful.

However, because the dishes were so rich, Qin Shang was even a little hesitant to pick up his chopsticks, for fear that the food was poisoned and that the group of "observers" wanted to easily kill him.

Is this the right medicine for the disease? That's interesting...

At this time, Qin Shang had not yet recovered from his sleepy stupor, when a thin figure walked into his room.

It’s number 8…

It seems that in the setting, the relationship between No. 8 and No. 7 is quite unusual.

Otherwise, why would No. 8 have to pass by No. 7's room every time?

Qin Shang subconsciously raised his hand to say hello, and then he heard No. 8's exclamation;

"You actually have such a sumptuous meal here!?"

The next moment, No. 8's attention was completely focused on the food on the small coffee table in front of Qin Shang.

The latter's mouth twitched, but he simply didn't care. After all, everyone in this copy had been hungry for a long time. If Shenlu was a virtual reality game, then its most amazing thing was that it could control various nerves in the human body to transmit different neural mediators and signals.

Until now, Qin Shang felt like he was the reincarnation of a starving ghost in this copy.

Although I had a full meal last night, when I woke up and saw the delicious food, I still felt my appetite was whetted. It was as if my liver had been lacking nutrition for a long time and was constantly sending out a strong feeling of hunger.

"Can I have some?"

The next moment, No. 8's frightened voice sounded from the side.

Qin Shang pursed his lips and raised his hand as a gesture of invitation.

As soon as he made this move, he felt a strong sense of grief in his heart, as if someone had taken great advantage of him.

To give an inappropriate example, it's like bragging after drinking... and his brother took it seriously, forced him to go to the sales office and gave him a house as a gift.

After sobering up and looking at the empty balance, I wanted to sue my brother for fraud.

So Qin Shang immediately got up from the bed.

Instinctively, I ran to the coffee table and grabbed the chopsticks.

He grabbed a bowl of rice and started to feast on it with No. 8. After all, he had the [Fake Death] skill, so it didn't matter even if he was poisoned.

But there is a problem, judging from the attitude of No. 8, it seems that he didn’t have breakfast! ?

Is this a special reward from Dr. Herman?

Why reward me?

Are you going to kill me?

Never mind, it doesn't matter, I'll eat first, then I'll just [fake my death]...

I’m so hungry!

Only those who have experienced not eating for more than 72 hours in their life can probably understand Qin Shang's behavior of letting his animal instincts take over his entire rationality.

He was clearly told by reason that there was definitely something wrong with the food.

Others don’t have it, only I do, this is the first problem.

It’s so rich, and it’s Chinese cuisine. This is the second question.

But he really didn't use his brain to think about the deeper logic behind it.

"Even if it's my last meal in this life, I'd be satisfied if I could have such a sumptuous meal!"

On the other side, No. 8, who was eating rice with relish, suddenly exclaimed.

Qin Shang was stunned when he heard this, then his eyes darkened and his eating movements slowed down.

This... was he bribed by a meal again?

but……

From No. 8's perspective, does it mean that I bribed him with this meal?

At this point, an idea flashed through Qin Shang's mind, and he suddenly had the idea of winning over his teammates;

"If you are willing to unconditionally pledge allegiance to me and obey me in the next game, then I can assure you that such situations will occur frequently. You will have meals every day, a hearty breakfast like this every day, and no two meals will be the same. However, you must also actively report any anomalies or problems with your experiments to me."

As soon as these words were spoken, No. 8 slowed down his eating movements, holding up his bowl with half of his face exposed, his face full of anticipation.

Anyway, bluffing doesn't cost any money. Since No. 8 doesn't have such a sumptuous breakfast, it means that I must be very special in Dr. Herman's eyes... Otherwise, why would he reward me?

With a special identity, you should do special things and brag about special things.

Whether or not the promise can be fulfilled is another matter, but the key is to take this opportunity to win people's hearts.

After downloading so many copies, Qin Shang can be sure of one thing.

There is no multiplayer dungeon that can be completed entirely by yourself without the help of teammates.

Hearing this, No. 8 put down his bowl and chopsticks, coughed guiltily and said;

"I...I remembered something. It seems like No. 3 went out last night!"

"I vaguely heard some words like tug-of-war, but I didn't catch it clearly. As you know, our rooms are arranged according to the numbers on our bodies. I was hungry in the middle of the night and wanted to steal a pizza from the big lab room, but I heard the noise from number 3 when I passed by."

Certificate of application?

This kid...a man of insight is a true hero.

sure!

Hearing this, a smile flashed across Qin Shang's eyes.

This meal and the cake just now were not drawn in vain.

Look, isn't this the clue?

"Stealing pizza?"

Immediately afterwards, Qin Shang raised his eyebrows.

"During yesterday's experimental game, didn't everyone except me eat our pizza?"

"You later said that the nine pizza slices in that experiment were actually non-toxic. I was so hungry in the middle of the night that I thought I could steal one or two..."

When these words were spoken, Qin Shang was stunned and showed pity on his face.

"Who called out number 3?"

"do not know."

"But they're probably staff or something, right? They seem to have formed some kind of alliance, meaning they're going to play tug-of-war today, and the other side wants Number 3 to switch sides... That's about it. I don't dare get too close."

Hearing this, Qin Shang nodded slightly, put down his bowl and chopsticks, and thought about the hint brought by these words.

So, is someone trying to divide us participants?!

At this moment, the person No. 8 in front of him suddenly froze while eating.

His pupils widened as he looked up at Qin Shang. His body stiffened in an instant. He raised the bowl in his hand tremblingly and took two bites. Then he became excited and frantically picked up food, stuffing it into his mouth without hesitation.

"Hey, eat slowly, no one's going to steal it from you!"

No. 8 pretended not to hear anything, coughed, and two streams of blood spurted out of his mouth and nose, splashing out in an instant.

Only then did he stop what he was doing under Qin Shang's stunned gaze, as if all his strength had been drained away, and then he pressed down on the corner of the coffee table unwillingly;

"I...I want to eat my fill before I die!"

What…what do you mean!?

Hearing this, Qin Shang was stunned by this sudden scene.

"No. 8..."

"Ah hey!? Are you kidding me? You burp when I say burp?"

puff!

Then the man sitting opposite weakly spat out another mouthful of blood foam and collapsed to the ground. Blood gushed out from his face and his whole body lost strength and became limp, motionless.

Qin Shang immediately jumped over and put his hand under his nose.

boom!

A moment later, he felt like he was struck by lightning, and he actually... stopped breathing.

Judging from the situation, No. 8 is obviously dead.

After being stunned for several breaths, Qin Shang finally reacted and looked at No. 8 who was foaming at the mouth and bleeding all over the ground.

...The food was actually poisoned!?

Someone wants to kill me?

Who?

Dr. Herman who served me food?

There is no breakfast on the 8th, but I have food here. Who can exercise such a right?

"The person who died was actually 'Sparks and Lightning'?"

"Heh... 'Lick the cockroach's feet', it's time to start the game, please get ready!"

Click-click-click-click-

At this moment, a figure slowly walked over from the confined environment, said something, glanced at the corpse on the ground, and was about to leave without saying anything.

But there seemed to be a hint of regret in the tone.