Chapter 3: Want to give it a try.

Xu You did not die and shouted again at the top of his voice, "Eh, big brother!"

The system came out and said, "He can't hear you, the puppet only obeys those who manipulate him, Min Duan doesn't go out and commands the puppet to do whatever he wants to do."

Xu You sniffed, so she had to bury her head and go upstairs, and when she entered the house, as soon as she put down her things, she laid down on the sofa to slow down her energy, and after a while, she asked, "Did Goldfinger open it?"

The system cocked it's match legs and shook them, "It's on."

Xu You got excited, picked up the ingredients and headed for the kitchen.

Do not say, opened the golden finger is different, corresponding to the ingredients, the brain appeared in several kinds of dishes, hand automatic picking vegetables, washing and preparing vegetables, cutting onions fluent that she wanted to shed tears.

In fact, she had done the dishes once before, in junior high school, fried a cabbage, cabbage, oil splash crackling, scared her left and right, like a hopping frog, and finally by parents bombed out of the kitchen, from then on insulated from the kitchen altar.

Because of the golden finger, her hands move skillfully and numbly, not long, two dishes have been out of the pot, braised pork loin and chopped pepper fish head.

The appetizing aroma of the crispy peppers wafts out and hooks the taste buds straight away.

Xu You mused for a moment before drying her hands and opening both the window and the door to allow the scent to spread outward before she continued on to the kitchen to cook the next dish.

After the rice is cooked in the rice cooker, Xu You serves the remaining one dish of soup.

She scooped up a bowl of rice and couldn't wait to lift her chopsticks to clip a piece of tenderloin to eat, the meat was tender and tough, soaking up the juices and extremely flavorful.

Xu You tersely sighed, "Not bad for Goldfinger."

The system said rather smugly, "That's right, our system is super strong."

"If I were to open a restaurant," Xu You took a few more bites of food and swallowed before saying, "wouldn't I just fuck up a street."

"......" It didn't know whether to say the host was too ambitious or too unambitious, "Can you think about fucking over the mission object first?"

Xu You choked and warned it, "You don't mess with words."

System: "What are you rambling about?"

"......."

Xu You swept up the dishes and ate until he was twelve minutes full before putting down his chopsticks in satisfaction.

There was still a plate of steamed pork ribs on the table that had not been touched, and that was for Min Duan, because I didn't know his tastes, and it would be safer to choose a dish that was light and flavorful.

Xu You got up and went to the kitchen to cut up some cucumber and carrot slices for the plate, and after decorating it properly, he carried the plate of pork ribs and went to the dark iron door again.

She took a deep breath, held her breath, and psyched herself up enough to ring the doorbell.

After the doorbell rang and no one stirred, she rang twice more.

After a long time, the door opened, it was pitch black on the other side of the door, and he was again in his casual black shirt and pants, so that if it wasn't for his overly white skin, he could barely see anyone in the open doorway.

He didn't mean to walk out, but Xu You felt his eyes settle on hers.

Once born, twice familiar, Xu You is not as afraid as the first time, just the spine will be involuntarily tense, she reveals the professional smile of a salesman: "Remember me, I'm Xu You, the neighbor who came to the door yesterday, I made you laugh yesterday, and I've made a plate of steamed pork ribs today to express my apology, do you want to try it? "

The man in the doorway just stared at her coldly and didn't say anything.

As expected, Xu You continued as usual, "This is marinated pork ribs mixed with steamed rice noodles and a little bit of freshly spiced fish broth, steamed, not too oily and not too bland, with a rich and delicate texture."

Xu You winked and smiled sweetly, "Do you want to try it?"

A moment of silence.

Two words rang out coldly, "Don't want to." And the door slammed shut.

His voice was on the low side, like he hadn't spoken to anyone for a long time, his voice was dry and slightly sandy, a texture that had been polished, extremely nice to listen to.

Xu You stood in place stunned, one hand on the tray, freeing the other hand to pinch his earlobe.

She looked down at the ribs in her hand, mulled them over, and turned back to her house, bringing out a thin-legged, half-man-high stool and placing it against the wall in the hallway, setting the plate of ribs in her hand on the stool.

If Min Duan wants to eat, he can reach for it when he opens the door.

With that done, Xu You returns to his living room and clears the table.

The next day, Xu You opens the door and sees the ribs still on the stool in the hallway, long since cooled, the oil on the top congealed into a thin layer, intact.

Undaunted, she rang Min Duan's doorbell every night at 19:00 sharp, waited for him to open the door, and then, after being rejected on a daily basis, put her things on the stool next to his door.

For half a month, Min Duan didn't eat a bite of what she made, but he didn't really kill her either.

Until one day, Xu You rang the doorbell for almost half an hour before the door was opened, and just as he tried to speak, his throat choked.

Min Duan has a hand around her neck.

Xu You was taken aback by his appearance, he was in a terrible state, the veins on his forehead and neck stood out, his eyes were bloodshot and grayish-black underneath, and his normally crimson lips were pale and colorless at the moment.

Xu You : So I'm finally going to be killed off? At least I survived for half a month, no regrets at all, I don't even have to leave a will.

The system alarm bells went off, "He's having an attack, run for your life!"

Say escape? She felt her neck was as fragile as spaghetti in his hands, she could break it in a pinch.

Xu You adjusted his breathing, tried to control his emotions, as if he was oblivious to everything, and smiled as he did the other day, "Small fried seasonal vegetables, with cabbage, carrots, cucumber, and fungus, rich in color, a bit more homely, but the taste isn't too bad, would you like to try some?"

Min Duan's eyes moved slightly, his lips pursed tightly, his expression struggling as if he was holding something back, his eyes reddening even more, his jaw visibly tightening.

It's not looking good. Xu You closes his eyes and waits for the end.

After waiting for a while, the expected sharp pain never came, Xu You was about to open his eyes when the force on his neck suddenly loosened.

Min Duan withdrew his hand, retreated back into the house, and closed the door.

The air that had entered her throat so abruptly caused her to cough several times, and she went back to her house as well, setting the dishes down on the table and leaning back in her chair, her chest heaving as she gasped for air.

Xu You slowed down and asked, "What the hell is going on with the way he just looked?" It's not like it says he's sick in the worldline!

"This body of his was experimented on and is in an unstable state, prone to morbidity." The system implanted a memory video in her mind.

In an underground laboratory that produces the latest batch of human-like baby test tubes, there are thousands of them, and one of them is numbered A12101, which stands for the fact that it is the twelve thousand one hundred and eleventh experiment.

It's Min Duan.

The previous failures were all turned into blood, and only Min Duan survived.

The men's crazed and perverted eyes settled on the test tube, and their morose laughter echoed through the enclosed space.

Min Duan was destined to be unfortunate from this moment on.

He grew into a baby, wore a breathing mask, and was soaked in all sorts of potions.

He became a child, and while his peers could run and jump and play with toys and pamper their parents, he was confined to an operating table, surrounded by instruments and standing around the people who used him as an experiment.

His genes were already complex and varied, and various unknown potions and viruses were injected into his body to alter his constitution.

Strange lesions agonized him; he struggled, growled, and wailed, with spasms and convulsions, and his eyes were crimson, like a crawling monster.

The men watched coldly as he crumbled and suffered, recording data as they went along and determining whether he would live or not, several times assuming that he was going to be a failure, and he miraculously survived time and time again.

Then came the weekly experiments.

Finally, the zombie king's blood was injected into his body.

......

Everyone has a different past, and Min Duan's past is that of a monster who lives and breathes as a purposeful experiment.

Obviously he has thoughts and senses that can be difficult and painful.

Xu You watched it and was silent for a long time.

She was so cold that every drop of blood froze from head to toe.

The world is always like this, Sun rises, where the sun shines, the surface always looks bright and shiny, like a thick layer of snow covers the grayness on the other side.

Having a sunny side always makes you forget that the back side is a shadow.

Unbelievable, unbearable, if she were in Min Duan's position, she would have done more than just manipulate those people into committing suicide, she would have done something even more out of the ordinary.

She would make those people's lives worse than death, and would make the pain she had endured a thousand times over to get back at them.

Because of those experiences, Min Duan loathes people as he should and kills everyone around him for a reason.

Min Duan who should be like this, but just now, when he had the onset of strangling her neck, it was clear that his arm muscles were tight, but he didn't put too much force on her, and it looked just like a warning, a warning to stay away from her.

Xu You ran to the bathroom, raised his neck in the mirror and took a look, and sure enough, there were only some light red marks.

After a pause, she braced both hands on the sink, hung her head slightly, and sniffled softly, her mood a little mixed, with a sour sympathy in it.

If at first she was just in the mindset of a wandering spectator, at this point she was so caught up in it that it was hard to hold on to her wanderlust.

For whatever reason, she wanted to be nice to Min Duan.

Like seeing a puppy that has been severely beaten and dumped on the side of the road and having an uncontrollable feeling of compassion.

She kind of wanted this dog, a little more genuinely.

Xu You let out a long breath and washed his face with cold water before coming to the kitchen again.

She took out the strawberry jam she had made the other day, and took out yogurt, skim milk powder, white vinegar, and eggs, among other such ingredients.

Stir in water and bring to the boil, turn off the heat and cool until slightly set, serve in a small delicate glass, pour a thick layer of strawberry sauce over this creamy microcondensation and sprinkle with some chopped strawberries.

She purposely placed a slice of lemon on the rim of the glass for garnish, picked up the glass on a small china plate, and walked out of the kitchen.

As she passed through the living room, she paused in her tracks, picked up a pen and a post-it note from the coffee table, sketched twice, put the pen down, then glued the post-it note to the china plate, and lifted it up to look at it, satisfied.

Xu You carried the dish of dessert and only rang the doorbell of Min Duan's house twice before placing the item on the high stool next to the door and going back to his room.

After a few moments, the dark door opened a crack, and a cold, white, thin hand reached out and carried away the small dish of dessert.