After receiving a response, Rita felt a sense of defeat.
It was impossible for her to kill herself just to test that bug.
She shifted her focus back to the rewards. Now, the decision was tricky.
Should she take the divine skill or the three food tent rules?
After hesitating for a few seconds, Rita chose the food tent rules.
The divine skill was rare, but the food tent rules could help her survive longer. To avoid being trapped and killed by players who waited for her to die, she had to navigate through the food tents until the ga ended.
As for staying in the blue food tent until the end of the ga? That thought briefly crossed Rita's mind. Of course, she would prefer that, but no one knew if things would change after five hours.
[Green Food Tent Basic Rule #1: You cannot refuse any requests from the chef.]
[Black Food Tent Basic Rule #1: You must pay double the al fee.]
[Purple Food Tent Basic Rule #1: No physical contact allowed.]
Now, she knew two basic rules each for the black, purple, and red food tents.
Rita returned her focus to the restaurant.
At this point, she had three minutes left on the borrowed skill.
B8017913, having observed Rita's actions and rewards, noticed that it was actually more impatient than Rita herself. It analyzed that her success rate wasn't low. "Are you really not going to make a move?" it asked.
Rita: "What are the odds that I can calculate a player's violation and walk away unscathed? Did you calculate that?"
B8017913: "73%"
It was higher than she expected, but still too low.
Rita glanced at the other players. Ever since she outsmarted Erald Crane·Gale, everyone had put away their food into their bags, leaving only one dish in hand, nibbling at it slowly.
After using Silent Press, Isolate This World, Rita quickly flew toward the stall. Wherever she went, all the players in the restaurant followed her with their eyes.
Even the two stall owners were on edge.
Although BS-Rita seed surprised at the chef's death, everyone knew it was her. She was quick, and her calm deanor—unconcerned about making any noise—was the best proof.
Before she ca, the restaurant had been fine. After she arrived, it was non-stop deaths: waitstaff, fellow diners, chefs—anyone who got close to her seed to die.
Rita squatted in front of one of the stalls. The white food tent had rules, and perhaps this one had them too.
She quickly wrote on a piece of beast hide: "Stall rules, I make a successful transaction, I help you reorganize, only 2 minutes."
While the stall owner fumbled, unsure whether to stop her but too scared to act, she quickly piled all the goods on the stall into a teetering tower. Then she pressed the stall owner's hand on top of the tower of goods.
The stall owner, almost trembling, quickly wrote the stall rules for Rita to see: "You can only buy what I recomnd. I recomnd this. Only 1◆!"
As the stall owner wrote, Rita was by his side, erasing one word after another.
As soon as Ghost·Sang Cup realized what Rita was doing, he rushed over, but wary of making noise, his movents slowed. By the ti he arrived, Rita had already erased all the rules written by the stall owner, even taking the paper with her.
Rita placed 1◆ on the stall, then moved the owner's hand aside and neatly arranged all the items back on the stall before sitting back at her seat with her dessert.
Ghost·Sang Cup, like a dog on a leash, had been led around and now chased after Rita, agitated and frustrated.
What were the rules?
He had previously pretended to want to exchange rules, but he hadn't even gotten any rules from Rita. How could he exchange them?
He was so distracted by his failed attempts that he didn't care about his own al anymore. He wrote on the paper: "Tell the rules, and I won't act against you for the rest of this ga."
Having killed three players, Rita had to know sothing. Although Ghost·Sang Cup didn't know how she analyzed things, he knew sothing was wrong. After all, they entered the restaurant at the sa ti, so why was he so far behind?
In response to Ghost·Sang Cup's "grace," Rita wrote: "One more or one less doesn't matter."
Ghost·Sang Cup, thinking about the players outside the food tent, had no words to retort.
The restaurant returned to its usual atmosphere, except two workers hadn't been replaced.
As ti passed, Ghost·Sang Cup grew more anxious. He recalled Rita's actions and realized she was probably about to buy sothing, and had to complete the order and finish eating. But so far, he hadn't done any of that.
He had tried several tis to coax, threaten, or trade with her, but the rules he received, he couldn't even be sure they were real.
Among all the players outside, he was the only one who had followed Rita into the restaurant, so it was clear—Ghost·Sang Cup hadn't invested much in intelligence.
Ti passed minute by minute. Rita casually sipped her juice as if she were drinking alcohol.
She rembered how Erald Crane·Gale had eaten, and she wasn't going to finish all her food before the dining ti ended.
By the ti she had her second dessert, every two minutes, she used I Just Want to Improve So Badly on Ghost·Sang Cup, since this dessert had a healing effect.
Having silently watched Rita's moves, Ghost·Sang Cup had certainly noticed what she was doing, which only made him more agitated.
Although Rita hadn't stolen any skills, she had amassed almost 300◆, which made her feel good.
New players and custors entered the restaurant, causing a small commotion.
13:53.
Ghost·Sang Cup gave up. He decided to violate the rules and die to leave the restaurant, then wait outside for Rita.
After making his decision, Ghost·Sang Cup made one last attempt. He used his mind control skill on Rita, only to discover it was considered an attack skill.
Rita felt a dizzying sensation in her head, but quickly realized sothing was wrong. Looking coldly at Ghost·Sang Cup, she caught his regretful expression.
Imdiately, she used Repay to borrow the skill he had just used—a mind control skill.
One failed attempt. Ghost·Sang Cup quickly changed his plan. He used two skills.
One was an area stasis skill, freezing not only Rita but all players in the restaurant.
Then, jumping into the air, he used an explosive skill with a knockback effect, targeting the tables and chairs between him and Rita. The explosion was large enough to affect all players in the restaurant.
Attacking players wouldn't work, but attacking the restaurant itself?
As soon as the explosion rang out and the knockback effect hit, if Rita and the others were knocked into the air, would their landing sounds also count?
Although this approach was unlikely to earn Ghost·Sang Cup any kill rewards (otherwise, it would be too easy to farm kills), he wouldn't lose anything if he took several players down with him.
The explosion sounded, and BS-Rita heard Ghost·Sang Cup's cold voice: "I'll be waiting for you outside the restaurant."
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