Another World: That's too much. I have to start from scratch to get the contribution value.

Chapter 511 A Gift Package Falling from the Sky

——The unlucky guy shut his mouth instantly.

The helmet seemed a bit too big for his head and kept swinging when he put it on, but it could be adjusted from the inside and tightened.

The unlucky guy stopped screaming and said a few words.

"Don't kill me, just do whatever I want you to do!"

"What? I...I can eat anything."

The unfortunate guy sat obediently on the floor of the room, as if he was talking to the natives below.

A moment later, Grappling Hook brought a wrapped birthday cake and placed it in front of him.

He stammered, "Hey, hey, you want me to eat it? Are you really giving it to me?"

After getting a positive answer, he reached out his hand tremblingly and tried to untie the bow tied on the box - a simple thing was messed up by him, and the knot became tighter and tighter.

In the end, the problem was solved by using a mechanical grappling hook and scissors to cut the rope.

Looking at the tempting cake inside, he reached out to grab it with greedy eyes, but froze the next second.

"Get a spoon? Where is it? Oh, I see. I'll eat it with a spoon."

He took out a transparent spoon, removed the packaging box, and held the beautifully shaped six-inch cake.

"I ate?"

As if getting a response, he scooped out a large piece of cream cake with a spoon and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Hmm~"

His eyes suddenly widened, and his mouth was filled with a sweet taste! Delicate, silky, and sweet, it was the most perfect food he had ever eaten!

He couldn't wait to continue stuffing it into his mouth, completely unaware that the natives below had all closed their eyes, showing expressions of great enjoyment, and their mouths made eating movements, as if they were feeling the delicate cream with their tongues.

All the indigenous people's movements were in unison and their expressions were as if they were replicated.

Colorful bubbles of different sizes gradually appeared around their bodies, swaying in the air. The grappling hooks dragged long yellow elastic bands, quickly and accurately grabbing each bubble, and then stuffing them into the collection tubes in the factory area.

Each native can only produce three bubbles during this process, and the game ends when the unlucky person eats all the cakes.

They collapsed on the suspension seats as if exhausted, with beads of sweat hanging on their huge foreheads.

But their expressions were very satisfied, with their mouths slightly open and taking deep breaths.

The unlucky guy who finished eating the cake had his helmet taken off and was sent back into the air.

Everyone was looking at him, asking loudly who he was talking to just now?

"I'm talking to those people down there, can't you hear them?" The unlucky fellow was sprawled on the floor, with traces of cream on the corners of his mouth and a bulging belly.

When I burp, my mouth tastes like cream cake.

"It's delicious, hehe."

The person next to him asked again: "What did you say? Did you say why you locked us up here?"

"Not really," the unfortunate man sat up, spread out the mat he brought from the building, arranged the pillows, lifted the quilt and lay down, "They just told me to eat, the more delicious the better, they didn't say anything else."

Basically no information was obtained.

Everyone is still confused.

Look at the natives under your feet. They lie flat on their suspended chairs, leisurely, their big eyes rolling around, looking at everyone in the room.

Their mouths were so small, and since we were so far away, I couldn't see clearly what movements they were making or whether they were speaking.

This gaze was like a real sword, piercing straight into the body, leaving no escape. No matter how one moved the body, it was like sticky spider silk, entangled in the body and unable to break free.

Even Anjiu felt uncomfortable with the feeling of being watched and behaved in a restrained manner.

Moreover, apart from the voices of their own people, it was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop. The indigenous people just watched silently, which made people feel even more creepy.

With a sound of breaking through the air, grappling hooks were mobilized, grabbing countless helmets from the Broken Sword Building, landing in everyone's room, and putting them on everyone's head without any discussion.

Anjiu thought this was an opportunity to find out what was going on, so she let the helmet go on her head. The inside of the helmet automatically adjusted to the size of her head, and as she felt a few cool touch points on her skin, she suddenly heard a voice.

——"What should I eat?"

The voice came directly into her mind!

Anjiu looked down, trying to find the person who was talking to him among the natives.

"It's so hard to choose. There haven't been any new products recently, and I'm tired of the old ones..."

——The voice continued to echo in her mind. The neutral voice made it difficult to distinguish between male and female. She could only conclude that it was an adult.

But the indigenous people below are all adults...

"I've chosen! That's it. I hope you can enjoy the food and bring me a happy experience~"

Anjiu didn't know what food he chose, so she tried to ask, "What did you choose?"

To her surprise, the other party responded——"You will know in a moment~That is my favorite~"

The mechanical grappling hooks began to work, extending far and wide.

While waiting for food, Anjiu looked around and saw that everyone was wearing helmets and looking around with fear on their faces, trying to find the source of the sound.

It seems that everyone is connected to an indigenous person on the other end who chooses food for them.

Recalling what the person who connected with me said about enjoying the food, and the satisfied expressions on the faces of all the natives after the first unlucky guy finished eating the cake, it is not difficult to understand the purpose of the helmet.

The mechanical grappling hook placed a gift bag in front of Anjiu with a big red bow on it.

Anjiu grabbed one end of the bow and pulled it gently, and the ribbon loosened.

After opening the colorful wrapping paper, there was a square paper shell inside. There was nothing written on it and no useful information either.

I continued to open it and finally revealed what was underneath - it was takeaway.

She took them out one by one and placed them on the ground.

There were two cups of milk tea and four lunch boxes in total - one durian pizza, one stir-fried rice noodles, one Cao's braised dish, and one stir-fried preserved egg with chili peppers.

"Eat quickly, eat quickly!"

"..."

Anjiu looked at the red chili oil on the Cao's braised dish. Just the smell gave it an extremely spicy taste. Her fragile stomach could not bear such spiciness. If she ate one bite, she would probably have diarrhea for half the night.

In this transparent house? In full view of everyone?

Pull it down.

I can't eat anything at all.

Anjiu sat on the ground, tore open the straw and inserted it into the milk tea. Just as he was about to take a sip, he was defeated by the coldness of the tea - he had a poor stomach and couldn't drink anything cold.

She had no choice but to tear open the plastic film, scoop out the ice cubes inside, and wait for it to warm up slowly.

Then she picked up the chopsticks and picked out the peppers from the other two lunch boxes one by one.