I'm picking up trash in the copy

The sun has set, and the low street lights illuminate the dim college.

The tall teaching building stood quietly, with only the lights on in the corner of the first floor. The sign for the psychological consultation room at the door shone with white light, extremely bright in the night.

Jiang You was the last to arrive. All the other players were here, even the pair of NPCs who had sneaked into the players, the old man and the aunt in white clothes.

It is different from the solemn expressions of most players.

They looked very excited and walked in the moment the door opened.

Among the players, Scar Man was the first.

Jiang Youzhui was at the back of the group of players, her eyes lowered, looking at the ground. She hadn't had time to find Jiang Ling's credit for the spirit recovery potion.

Leaving the tall woods in the planting area, the children, as black as shadows, disappeared.

However, Jiang You lowered her head. Her ankles and calves were covered with black scratches and fingerprints, and there was a dull pain.

Seeing Jiang You coming over, Zhao Kai's eyes flashed with joy. He came up and asked, Didn't you go to the toilet? It took you so long to come back? I've been waiting for you.

Of course, he has nothing to wait for Jiang You, but saying this can arouse the other person's sense of guilt and help deepen his goodwill.

After becoming proficient in using the [Trust] skill, he found that the higher the target's favorability, the faster the trust level increased after using the skill.

Sorry, Brother Zhao, I got lost and fell down again. I finally managed to get here. I'm really sorry for asking you to wait for me.

Jiang You's voice was very low, making it sound like she was tired and no longer embarrassed to blame.

Zhao Kai glanced at Jiang You's legs. They were fair and slender. There were no injuries, but there were some scratches on the sides of her sneakers.

It was possible that he was really injured. Zhao Kai was too embarrassed to say anything else, so he turned around and walked behind Jiang You.

Anyway, as long as you are alive, it will be useful.

He thought something happened to Jiang You, so he would have to make other plans.

Zhao Kai had no special reaction when he saw her legs, and Jiang You felt calm. It seemed that those black and blue marks were an illusion that only she could see.

As soon as he entered the psychological consultation room, Jiang You's eyes were shaken.

The four walls are covered with mirrors, and unknown incense is placed in the corner, filling the air with a faint fragrance.

A lamp hangs from the pure white ceiling, and the light is projected from above. There is a rotating chair in the middle, and a man is sitting on it.

His clothes are different from other NPCs in the academy. Although they are also white, they can clearly be seen as belonging to a doctor. Under the open white coat is a dark green shirt.

The psychiatrist wore a pure white mask, held a thick book in his hand, and sat with his legs crossed.

There are many chairs placed under the mirrors on the four walls.

Jiang You counted a little, and there were exactly sixteen.

Everyone, don't be nervous, please sit down.

When Jiang You entered, there happened to be a seat next to Jiang Ling. She quickened her pace and sat down.

Zhao Kai's lips moved. Under the urging of others, he could only turn around and sit on the other side.

As soon as everyone sat down, the psychiatrist closed the book with a snap and began to speak: The fact that you can come to Perfect Cooking Academy shows that everyone has the same love for food.

Being last is not terrible. No one is omnipotent. Everyone has their own food that is most suitable for making. Now, look in the mirror, what do you see?

The psychiatrist's voice was cold but seemed to be filled with magic.

The mirror in front of him began to rotate, Jiang You's eyes blurred, and his whole mind was sucked in.

There were all kinds of delicacies in front of him, which could be called a Man-Han banquet. Jiang You could smell the aroma of the food.

Jiangyou swallowed her saliva, it smelled so good, she wanted to eat it.

Before she could catch it, the mirror rotated, and various dishes suddenly flashed in front of her eyes.

As the mirror rotates, the dishes are fixed in Sichuan cuisine.

What to choose?

Mapo tofu, twice-cooked pork, husband and wife lung slices, Kung Pao chicken, steamed Jiangtuan, Dongpo pork elbow, fish-flavored shredded pork, Maoxuewang, boiled cabbage, Daqian dried roasted fish...

Is it the same dish as the one in the classroom when I first entered the dungeon and selected a class?

Jiang You looked at the couple's beef slices, and the white-clothed doorman just swallowed the whole dish in one gulp.

She was just surprised at that time, but she didn't expect that the doorman was actually a catfish.

No wonder he disliked the players for coming late and only arrived at noon. No wonder the curtains in the guard room were kept tightly closed.

If it is a catfish that is afraid of light and loves the night, everything makes sense.

Suddenly, the dishes on the mirror disappeared, and a large catfish appeared in front of Jiang You, opening its mouth wide at her.

The catfish rushed straight towards it. Jiang You was startled and reflexively moved away.

Her body staggered and she almost sat on the ground.

When I looked again, there was nothing on the mirror, and all the delicious food and catfish had disappeared.

A hand helped Jiang You from the side, and Jiang Ling shook his head slightly at her.

Their eyes met, and Jiang You understood. She nodded and resumed her previous sitting position.

Following Jiang Ling's example, Jiang You opened his eyes and looked at the mirror in front of him.

Why do you see those things? Is it hypnosis?

The oversized mirror was clean and bright. Jiang You looked at the layout of the psychological consultation room through the mirror.

The hanging clock has only passed one tick, and the psychiatrist is still sitting in the middle of the room. The white light shines from the top, his face is shrouded in shadow, and he is flipping through a book with one hand.

The other players stared at the mirror without any reaction.

Suddenly, a rooster crowed in the silent psychological consultation room.

This sound seemed to break the calm. Jiang You heard the sounds of ducks and pigs one after another, as well as the sound of sticky tentacles slapping the ground.

Through the mirror, Jiang You saw something behind a player.

She blinked, and when she looked again, she found a pig tail sticking out from the player's clothes, with the end of the tail curled up.

Jiang You's eyes widened, and she pinched her palms hard to prevent herself from screaming.

Jiang You felt scared, but luckily she woke up.

The hanging clock passed one more time, and the psychiatrist closed the heavy book in his hand with a snap.

He clapped his hands and asked, Classmates, what do you see in the mirror?

Giggle!

No one spoke, but the rooster crowed first.

Plain-cut chicken! So delicious!

Liu Teng changed his sleepy behavior before and waved his arms, feeling very excited. After speaking, he raised his hand to wipe the saliva from the corner of his mouth.

Since the distance was not far, when Liu Teng raised his hand, Jiang You saw the colorful feathers on the back of his hand.

Same as on the rooster.

When the psychiatrist heard this answer, he tapped his fingers on the back of the book twice. He seemed to be in a good mood. He turned around and asked again: Where are the others?

Different from the mood of the psychiatrist, the expressions of many players at the scene became very ugly at this moment.

When her eyes turned to the door, Jiang You paused. She remembered that the two NPCs who had wandered in were sitting at the door. Now the seats over there were empty and there was no one in sight.

Where did they go?

However, those two were not players, so Jiang You looked away without paying much attention.

After listening to several answers, the names of the dishes everyone mentioned were consistent with the cuisine they chose.

Coupled with the dishes she saw in the mirror, Jiang You was sure that what everyone saw was the dish she ate in the classroom.

Meeting the psychiatrist's gaze, Jiang You quickly replied: Husband and wife's lung tablets.