The ever-changing star starts with a rice cooker.

Chapter 100 The Feast of Death (4,000 words)

A moment later, at the riverside park.

Ning Du and Fatty Wang arrived at almost the fastest speed.

But when they arrived, they found that they weren't the first to arrive; several armored vehicles were already parked there.

"Holy crap, someone beat us to it! Croak!"

"Hurry, hurry, hurry, or we won't even be able to eat shit while it's still hot."

The two quickly got out of the car and jogged away.

Before long, they spotted the magnificent Western-style palace and the servants standing in two rows at the entrance to greet them.

"Welcome, esteemed guest!"

The servants on both sides bowed at the same time, which surprised Ning Du and Wang Li.

If they hadn't both grown up in this city, they would be certain that this building doesn't exist in the park.

If this existed, it would have been demolished long ago!

It's just plain showing off wealth!

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"Brother Ning, don't rush to draw your knife, assess the situation first."

"good!"

The two stepped inside, and for the time being, they didn't see any danger.

Upon entering the gate, a striking old butler greeted us; he was impeccably dressed in a suit, sporting a small mustache, and appeared quite energetic.

"Welcome, Guardians! This way, please. Your friends have been waiting for you!"

The bearded man led the way, guiding Ning Du and Wang Li into a side hall. They immediately saw a long dining table and Bing Xiaomei and the others sitting at it with stiff expressions.

Biao Ge was there too, as were Cheng Fan and others from No. 2 Middle School.

It's clear that they're about to wipe out all the backup guardians.

But there wasn't a single official guardian present; no one knew what they were doing.

Ning Du sat down with a puzzled look on his face, while Fatty Wang was still looking at other things.

"Tsk tsk, acting all real. This is interesting. Why aren't you guys saying anything? I've made a huge gain this time, see? I've awakened! Ribbit! Eh, what's this?!"

As soon as Fatty Wang sat down, he saw blood-red characters appear on the dining table in front of him.

"Rule One: Everyone must enjoy the feast. Rule Two: Everyone at the feast must obey the Duke's orders. Rule Three: You may leave only when the Duke is satisfied."

These three simple rules made Fatty Wang frown.

In a low voice, Fatty Wang said to Ning Du, "Brother Ning, this time it seems a bit troublesome. Passing the level is a bit too difficult!"

Before Fatty Wang could finish speaking, Bing Xiaomei chimed in, "You just realized? We've fallen into a trap. Damn it, who said this was Disaster Five? Shouldn't Disaster Five just be about killing some little mist demons or something?"

This was the first time that Brother Biao's face had looked so grim.

"Classmates, we've been tricked. My guess is that these guys are some kind of energy monsters. Like ghosts, they create ghost realms and lure people in to kill them. These laws are manifestations of ghost abilities. I suspect they possess something like a fragment of a world, allowing them to use simple law-based abilities within this world!"

Werewolf Cheng Fan gritted his teeth as he listened.

"Are the powers of law inviolable?"

"Yes, at least with our current strength, we can't defy it. Unless you also possess the power of laws."

"You bastard, who sent that distress signal to get us here? A scapegoat, huh?"

"I didn't post it!"

"I didn't post it either—"

After asking around, they discovered that no one had sent any distress signals. Only then did they realize that this was a scheme to lure people in and kill them.

Brother Biao concluded, "Brothers, don't be impulsive. We could really die now. Who knows if these guys will just swallow us whole? Can any of you signal to call Captain Lin and the others?"

Cheng Fan shook his head and said, "I just tried, but there was no reaction at all. It seems we can only rely on ourselves!"

"Oh my god, this is terrifying! The disaster level is probably over ten."

Another boy from No. 2 Middle School was almost in tears. He clearly hadn't expected to encounter something like this.

Everyone looked somber, as if they were about to die there at any moment.

Ning Du and Fatty Wang exchanged a glance, both of them a little puzzled.

Is it really that exaggerated?

It's making it seem like they're definitely going to die!

Fatty Wang whispered to Ning Du again, "Brother Ning, they're such cowards, quack."

Ning Du coughed twice, then replied, "Keep it low-key, keep it low-key."

Just then, the clock on the wall chimed.

Then, the so-called Duke arrived late.

He wore a flamboyant red cloak, a top hat, a monocle, and carried a magnificent snake-head cane, his mustache sticking up high.

I don’t know if his appearance is standard in other worlds, but in Ning Du’s opinion, it’s full of the air of a nouveau riche.

"Welcome, welcome. My distinguished guests, welcome to the new world. Of course, we must give a proper welcome to the guardians of this world. Hahaha, everyone, you are all too kind to me, I am delighted!"

Everyone stared at him coldly, seemingly calculating his strength.

Only Brother Biao forced a smile and said obsequiously, "It is our honor to attend the Duke's banquet."

After Biao finished speaking, he tapped his finger lightly on the table and pointed to the third rule.

His point was to remind everyone to keep the Duke happy.

But no one else spoke up, except for the Duke, who was startled to see Ning Du.

"What is this thing? It looks so weird."

Ning Du raised an eyebrow slightly. This old bumpkin doesn't even recognize a rice cooker.

Too lazy to explain to him, Ning Du just crossed her arms and looked at him, pondering where to start cutting.

In his opinion, this old bumpkin duke didn't seem very strong.

It's purely due to the power of the laws!

That's too weak!

The Duke didn't think much of it and didn't dwell on the rice cooker. He clapped his hands, intending to give the group in front of him a hard time first.

"Come here, bring it over!"

As soon as he finished speaking, several servants dragged two corpses over, leaving two long trails of blood on the ground.

The combat suits on the corpses were very obvious, and Ning Du and the others recognized one of them.

Wang Qing, Instructor Wang!

She's dead!

He died here!

Everyone was shocked; even the rice cooker gaped open.

This was exactly the effect the Duke wanted. He chuckled again, "These two arrived earlier than you. But they didn't follow the rules. We told them to enjoy the banquet in peace, but they insisted on getting handsy. Tsk tsk tsk, you can't blame me for that, they brought it on themselves. I'm sure you gentlemen won't follow in their footsteps, right?"

With another snap of his fingers, the servants dragged the body away.

Bing Xiaomei's face turned extremely pale. She asked softly, "Is it true? Or is it an illusion?"

Brother Biao, his face pale, said, "It doesn't look fake."

Everyone panicked even more, and the guy from No. 2 Middle School started shaking as if he had been electrocuted.

The Duke was very satisfied with the scare effect, so that he could play the game properly.

Picking up a spoon and gently tapping it on the glass, the Duke smiled and said, "Alright, let the feast begin!"

Immediately, various foods began to be served.

The food seemed fine; there was fish, meat, tomatoes, and potatoes.

But no one dared to touch the knife and fork; who knew if this thing was a trap, or if eating it would kill them?

Once all the dishes were served, the Duke chuckled, "Why isn't anyone using their knives and forks? Oh, are you waiting for me to eat first? You're all very polite. But I like to play some pre-meal games. How about we start with the first game: Who can eat first?"

As he spoke, the Duke slammed a revolver down on the table.

Several people present immediately guessed what he was going to do.

Sure enough, the Duke continued, "There are five bullets here. Whoever I spin has to shoot themselves in the head. No special abilities allowed! I'll be unhappy if anyone uses one. After you shoot, if you're still alive, you can start eating. All the food here is yours. Who wants to go first? If no one goes first, I'll start spinning!"

The duke revealed a cruel smile and suddenly spun the revolver.

Brother Biao and the others tensed up, their fists clenched, and their teeth grinding.

The Duke's eyes were filled with satisfaction. Yes, that's it.

Your fears are my hobbies.

Your despair before you die will be my most beautiful treasure.

Another world is so great!

Someone's playing games with him now!

Ok?

Just as the Duke was feeling pleased, a steel-handed figure suddenly reached out, stopped the gun, and then slowly turned it to face the Duke himself.

"Please, Your Grace!"

Ning Du looked at the Duke with a broad smile.

His sudden action caused the Duke's smile to freeze instantly.

"What are you doing?"

The Duke's eyelids twitched.

Ning Du replied, "Didn't you say who would shoot themselves in the head if you didn't tell them? Now it's your turn! Why are you looking at me like that? You didn't say we couldn't stop. What's wrong, Duke, are you going to back out?"

After Ning Du finished speaking, Fatty Wang couldn't help but burst out laughing.

It took the Duke a while to realize what was happening.

Then, forcing a smile, he said, "Interesting, very interesting. You're the first person to do this with me, the Duke. Okay, okay, you know how to play games. You know how to play games! Alright, I'll play with you!"

The Duke picked up the gun, didn't even look at it, and pressed it against his temple.

With a bang, a gunshot rang out, and the Duke's head was pierced through.

But he acted as if nothing had happened and put the revolver down again.

Everyone watched as wisps of smoke rose from his head, unsure of what to say.

Wang Li curled his lip and whispered to Ning Du, "Another one that can't be killed."

Ning Du remained calm, saying it was nothing.

"Alright, next one. Who will be next?"

The Duke chuckled and turned the gun around again.

Ning Du reached out his hand, but this time the Duke stopped him.

"Don't do this to me again!"

Ning Du chuckled: "Duke, you're overthinking it. How could you use the same trick twice? What I mean is, it's my turn!"

Ning Du picked up the gun with his left hand and played with it in his hand.

The Duke still couldn't figure out what this strangely-looking guy was up to.

Ning Du picked up the gun and fired five shots at his own cap.

Four shots were fired, and one shot went silent.

The lid of Ningdu's rice cooker also started to smoke. But for a rice cooker, this was no big deal.

Ning Du casually put down his gun and looked at the Duke again, saying, "Everyone can eat now, right?"

The Duke opened his mouth slightly; he had never seen anything like it before.

"Yes—yes."

As soon as he finished speaking, Fatty Wang placed the largest plate of chicken in front of him.

None of the knives and forks work.

Fatty Wang started tearing the chicken apart with his hands and distributed chicken legs to everyone at the same time.

"Oh dear, I've been waiting forever. Why make such a fuss when you're treating someone to dinner? Come on, Ning-ge, have a big one. Xiaomei, give me a chicken wing, quack."

Wang Pangzi started eating, and Ning Du also began to eat.

The others exchanged glances, their eyes subtly shifting.

Yes, Ningdu has a rice cooker, so it's the least afraid of bullets.

With him around, it seems the Duke can't do anything about him.

This time, there might actually be a chance.

Everyone started eating, and the boy from No. 2 Middle School looked at Ning Du gratefully and gave him a thumbs up.

That means, bro, you're awesome!

Ning Du waved his hand, indicating it was a minor issue.

Is this all you're going to be able to stump this rice cooker?

Little Duke, you've got him!

What kind of rubbish is this? You dare to try and outsmart me? Do you think I'm kidding you?

"Please enjoy your meal. I'm going to the restroom."

The Duke rose and left, his face grim.

It's obvious that they were outmaneuvered by the rice cooker and lost quite a bit.

Not long after, you could hear the sound of things being smashed next door.

Fatty Wang laughed and said, "Could it be that he peed into the ditch?"

Ning Du chimed in, "It's also possible that the toilet broke and a shard got stuck in your butt."

The two of them laughed heartily, but the others couldn't laugh.

Brother Biao observed Ning Du and Fatty Wang's calm and composed demeanor.

He couldn't help but ask, "Ningdu, do you know them very well? It seems like you don't take them seriously at all."

Are there any tips or tricks for passing the level?

"A secret to passing the level? There isn't one."

Ning Du answered while peeling shrimp.

"But they're not that strong. Don't worry, everyone, we can handle them!"

Fatty Wang chimed in, "Yeah, with me and Brother Ning here, you guys can just lie back and wait for victory. But don't steal the loot!"

Biao Ge and the others couldn't understand it anyway, so all they could say was "awesome."

Fatty Wang whispered to Ning Du, "Brother Ning, have you already discovered something? Can we pass through directly?"

Ning Du glanced at the three laws again, a smile spreading across his face.

"We did find something. But no rush, let's eat first, then we'll talk. No need to turn against him right away!"

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"Okay, I'll listen to you. These things are actually quite delicious. This is also a kind of manifestation of the world's power, isn't it?"

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"Yes, but it's nowhere near as good as my refrigerator!"

Ning Du said that the Duke's dishes were not very good; the aroma and flavor were lacking, and they were barely edible.

After waiting for a while, the Duke finally returned with a smile.

"Please enjoy your meal, everyone. Oh, it's been a long time since I've had such gracious guests. Now, let's play our second game, which I call ————"

"I'm not playing!"

Ning Du immediately refused, interrupting the Duke.

The Duke's smile froze on his face, and he said coldly, "You can't not play. You must obey my orders."

Ning Du glanced at the Duke again. "Is it fun? If it's not fun, don't bring it out, Duke. It's embarrassing!"

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The Duke really wanted to bite this weirdo to death right now.

This guy really doesn't take him seriously, nor does he take the third rule of law seriously.

Are you looking for death?!

Then you will definitely die!

No rush, there's no rush right now.

The Duke paused for a moment, then said, "Of course it's fun! The second game is: guess who will die!"