The three sets of meals were placed on three frosted, semi-transparent trays, each covered with a lid of the same texture, brought in sequentially by three barefooted female waitresses wearing knee-length strap dresses, and placed in front of Wen Nan.
Wen Nan’s gaze wandered among the three "maids"—
All three had very fair skin, perfectly matching the "Crystal Palace" background, their delicate faces displaying faint smiles.
One wore a pale yellow dress, with a bob haircut just reaching her ears, a roundish face, and almond-shaped eyes, looking cute and docile.
Another wore a light purple dress, her long hair cascading to the waist, heart-shaped face, a full forehead paired with a small chin, giving off a more gentle and homely appearance.
The last one wore an off-white dress, her long hair tied neatly behind, an oval face, slightly upturned phoenix eyes, and rosy thin lips, adding a touch of aloofness to her exquisite appearance.
Without giving anything away, Wen Nan calmly observed all three before putting one hand into his pocket, his finger pad caressing the edge of the 0.01mm "little umbrella" package.
Moments later, he withdrew his hand—
His intuition told him that it wasn’t time yet.
Wen Nan smiled as he picked up the napkin next to him, wholeheartedly awaiting the arrival of his grand meal.
The girl in the yellow dress was the first to step forward, opening the lid of her tray and pushing it towards Wen Nan, smiling, "Mr. Ye Jiu, this is the meticulously prepared all-vegetarian set meal from Snow Mountain Villa for you. Please enjoy."
As the lid was lifted, a stench shot up immediately.
The smell was as if one had buried their head in a pit crawling with maggots in an outhouse, making Wen Nan unable to catch his breath.
Even the other players sitting nearby desperately tilted their bodies away from Wen Nan, covering their mouths and noses tightly, yet still being choked by the stench to the point of tears.
In the tray, against a backdrop of brownish-yellow thick slurry floated contents ranging from dry to runny—spiral-shaped, granular, elongated, and some fragmented pieces with no shape at all.
"Ugh... Even if it means being bitten to death, I absolutely will not choose the all-vegetarian set meal!"
Such thoughts immediately filled the minds of the other seven players.
[*Don’t jinx it*:_:(´ཀ`」∠):_]
[*Don’t jinx it*:Whoah! This stream has a smell! Too intense!]
[*ygs.qs*:I just said, didn’t I]
[Please note, in the live stream of Jiu cilang, a new betting option has been opened—To eat, or not to eat?]
[Eat me][Just a taste][Finish it, folks!]
[*Don’t jinx it*:Do you even need to think? Go all in on the first one]
[*ygs.qs*:I’m with you]
[Star users are different]
[Giving a huge shoutout to the star big guy, hehe]
Wen Nan wasn’t in a rush to act, instead, he sniffed the mix in the tray and then turned back to the girl in the yellow dress, smiling as he said:
"This scent, it’s so authentic, smells like something aged for at least ten years!"
The girl in the yellow dress, hearing this, covered half of her face with the lid and chuckled softly, "Mr. Ye, you really know your stuff, impressive."
While speaking, she leaned a bit closer to Wen Nan, stopping only as her waist was about to touch Wen Nan’s shoulder, as if intrigued by him and wanting to chat a bit more.
But the girl in the purple dress, carrying a tray, squeezed between the two, presenting her set meal to Wen Nan, "Mr. Ye, here is the all-meat set meal, please enjoy."
As the lid was lifted, half a worm bounced out, landing on the napkin spread on Wen Nan’s lap, milky white thick slurry mixed with semi-transparent mucus and dark red blood immediately soaked a stain into the napkin.
Even though it had been chopped in half, the finger-thick worm continued to twist and squirm, dragging a long mark across the napkin, with the mucus staining Wen Nan’s pants near his thigh.
Wen Nan picked it up, casually tossing back a couple of squashed cockroaches that had jumped to the table, as well as the bloodied entrails of a gray mouse attempting to crawl out of the platter.
The girl in the purple dress, seeing this, lifted her hand, wanting to help Wen Nan clean his pants.
Wen Nan picked up the napkin, gently pushing away the slender fair hand that was extended, "No need, thank you, I can do it myself."
The girl in the purple dress retracted her hand, smiling sheepishly, "Sorry, Mr. Ye, for dirtying your clothes."
"It’s alright," Wen Nan smiled faintly at her, "Sashimi? A unique dish."
The girl in the purple dress nodded, "This set meal aims to capture the essence of the ingredients."
Rotting, rancid odor from a sewer?
Wen Nan continued to smile and nod, "Looks like it’ll whet the appetite."
The other players, hearing this, glanced at Wen Nan in surprise, their mouths agape, inhaling a whiff of the stench, then hurriedly closing their mouths again.
"Bloody, rancid stench, and creatures still wriggling and squirming... Even worse than the all-vegetarian set meal, this one can’t be chosen either, leaving only the surprise set meal."
The remaining seven players turned their gaze to the last option in front of them.
[*ygs.qs*:Ghosts and excrement might be something, but live cockroaches and wriggling slugs, could we get a heads-up beforehand! People with a fear of bugs are going to vomit!]
[*Don’t jinx it*:Just the last surprise option left, I have to see how surprising it can be]
The sister in a white dress with her hair up stepped forward, gently unveiling the final dish, "Surprise set meal, please."
As the lid opened, the "dishes" inside were revealed—
Rusty nails, broken blades, shattered glass shards, and coils of steel wire were all artfully arranged together.
Seeing this final dish, the blood drained completely from the faces of the other players.
The first two dishes were merely disgusting, but this last surprise... it was downright lethal!
Is the surprise that you get to meet angels after eating?
No matter what, this final option can’t be chosen.
But the first two options were impossible to stomach as well.
The remaining seven players looked at the menu in front of them, feeling like they were walking on thin ice, sitting on pins and needles...
Wen Nan sat calmly at the table, greeted with his new problem—
9527: [Different set meals correspond to the devotion of different characters, and the first bite will decide the direction of your upcoming side quests. Please choose carefully.]
This is a common trope in many romance simulation games—trying a dish first gains the favor of the character associated with it, and the ensuing story will revolve around her.
So, out of these three girls, whose dish should he try first?