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This Life, I Will Be the Protagonist-Chapter 577 - : Divine Game: Chaotic Restaurant 97
After counting the meal fee, Rita didn't rush to pay. Instead, she waited until her health was fully restored, then placed the money on an animal hide with the words "Meal fee, self-serve" written on it.
She glanced toward the distant Mung Bean Tribe, who was signaling her, but she didn't respond—she acted as if she were AFK .
She had given the money but not fully given it. Her initial guess was that the food tents, much like the restaurants in the post-cooking competition food street, each had their own rules. Violating these rules a certain number of times might lead to punishment, but as newcomers, she and others had no way of knowing what these rules were.
There were too many possibilities. It could be the wrong timing, or maybe they couldn't find the rules, or perhaps it was because they, as latecomers to the Dark Food Street, couldn't see them.
The rules might differ from tent to tent, with each color of food tent having its own set. Some might have some rules in common, but overall, there were numerous hidden pitfalls.
However, powerful players could choose not to enter the restaurants, but Rita couldn't. The restaurant was her only refuge at the moment.
The atmosphere at the table was tense, as if a game of strategy was playing out. Mung Bean Tribe waved his hand several times, trying to get a response from BS-Rita, but she didn't react. He glanced at Emerald Crane·Gale, and reached for the money. However, even as his hand touched the currency, Rita still didn't move.
Mung Bean Tribe sighed inwardly. BS-Rita really had a steady hand—did she actually believe what Emerald Crane·Gale said?
But according to the rules, the meal fee was supposed to be paid upfront. If he left now, it would just confirm what BS-Rita already suspected. So, thinking about it, Mung Bean Tribe decided to take the money and keep it for himself.
The coins, though small and scattered, stacked up into little piles. However, just as he placed the oddly shaped coins in his bag, the coins in the lower layer suddenly collapsed, making a noise.
Mung Bean Tribe and Emerald Crane·Gale both turned to look at BS-Rita, who had tampered with the coins.
Putting the ring back on her hand, Rita met Mung Bean Tribe's gaze with a calm expression. "Yes, it was me."
When she had placed the money earlier, she had inserted the ring-shaped B8017913 right between two metal coins, waiting for Mung Bean Tribe to take the money. When he did, she retrieved B8017913, causing the coins to make noise and leaving Mung Bean Tribe in a trap.
She had done this to test the tent's rules. The white tents allowed a set number of lies to be told—what about this place? How many chances would she have to make noise?
Of course, there was a risk. When she retrieved B8017913, it was unclear if the noise was considered her fault or Mung Bean Tribe's. The responsibility was ambiguous, and she could only act when he took the coins, trying her best to shift the blame onto him.
Mung Bean Tribe opened his mouth to say something, but it was too late. In the next moment, he vanished from the ice restaurant.
[Ding—Congratulations, BS-Rita has killed player Cheese Rock using the highest rule of the blue food tent.]
[Player White Stone has chosen to exchange three SSS-level skills for his ninth resurrection chance in this Divine Game.]
[You can choose one SSS-level skill at random as your prize.]
[Or choose to randomly learn three rules related to the food tents as your prize.]
[Ding—You've received your kill reward: Vitality +10.]
[You killed "Temporary Employee" Cheese Rock. You will learn one rule of the Dark Food Street.]
[One of the Dark Food Street Rules: Every food tent has six rules. Within the same color of food tents, except for the highest rule and two basic rules, the remaining three rules vary.]
At the moment Rita received her reward, she was a bit taken aback. So, it only counted as a kill if the player made a sound?
The surprise was overwhelming, but she quickly overcame her initial fear and excitement.
In the past, the inexperienced Rita would have chosen an SSS-level skill, but now that she had a little fortune, and more importantly, to reduce the number of deaths, she immediately chose the three food tent rules.
[Red Food Tent Highest Rule: Maintain a smile.]
[Blue Food Tent Basic Rule #1: You must buy at least one item from the stall.]
[White Food Tent Basic Rule #1: Dining time cannot exceed 2 hours.]
Cheese Rock was gone.
Emerald Crane·Gale stared at BS-Rita for a few seconds, his expression complicated, before finally focusing back on his meal. However, his pace slowed significantly, as if he wanted to stretch his time in the restaurant.
Ghost·Sang Cup had gotten up at some point, watching them from a distance.
Rita smiled at him and then, glancing at her health, used [I Just Want to Improve So Badly] three more times on herself. After all, this guy had attacked her several times outside the restaurant!
Ghost·Sang Cup started to regret entering. No wonder those seasoned veterans hadn't bothered to come in... He'd thought they were too foolish. Now, he realized, the real fool was standing right here.
Entering the restaurant meant losing the advantage of his strength and stepping into a relatively fair environment with BS-Rita...
Just as he considered leaving the restaurant to wait outside, Ghost·Sang Cup's eyes suddenly widened. He was staring at BS-Rita, and she, too, looked surprised at what had appeared in her hands—a bowl of five-star delicacy?
Well, that worked. She pocketed the dish and turned to look at the restaurant's chef.
She had already ordered and paid. The responsibility was no longer hers.
Soon, a player standing by the chef came over and took the money. They pressed the payment onto the animal hide and placed both the hide and the currency in their bag.
Rita wasn't sure what skill the chef had used, but whether it was juicing fruit or making desserts, there was no noise involved. She didn't rush to borrow the chef's skill, instead turning her attention back to Emerald Crane·Gale, continuing their conversation.
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Whether it was because of her hand on the skill panel or the way she had set up the trap with Cheese Rock, Emerald Crane·Gale seemed to answer her questions with surprising ease.
The questions flowed smoothly as if he were an open book:
You can bring your own food into the restaurant, but you mustn't waste the food bought from the restaurant.
The dining time in this restaurant cannot exceed five hours.
Each restaurant has different rules for violations. Some allow three offenses before death, others will kill you after one.
The rules of each restaurant only appear during the closing time, and players can memorize enough rules during that time and visit restaurants they know the rules for after opening.
Five-hour dining time? Rita had already decided to see how long Emerald Crane·Gale and the other players stayed before deciding.
As for Emerald Crane·Gale, Rita didn't fully trust him. He had already dug a significant hole for her with the highest rule, and his behavior was often erratic, making it hard to tell when he was lying or telling the truth.
But since she had been the one to threaten him, Emerald Crane·Gale's digging was just a fair exchange.
If she had been the one threatened, she would have dug even more holes for him.
Thinking of this, Rita took out one of the dishes she had brought with her, which had been untouched, and pretended to pour it into the dish that Emerald Crane·Gale had already started eating.
Emerald Crane·Gale panicked and immediately pushed Rita's hand away.
A crisp "ding" rang out as the ring on Emerald Crane·Gale's finger collided with Rita's B8017913, making a sound.
Three seconds later, another player left the restaurant.