The Abyssal Garden: No Room for the Idle-Chapter 42 The Game Day Begins

The next morning.

All the inhabitants of the orphanage gathered in the open space.

Seven rooms, four to a room, a total of twenty-eight...

A group of oddly shaped "boys and girls," each with unique animal features, were emerging from their rooms.

Su Qi glanced around subtly, noticing everyone appeared very tense and uneasy.

The tall ones from room one, however, seemed somewhat excited.

At that moment... one of the staff members emerged, his body was swollen with obesity, dressed in a blood-stained apron, and his pig-headed face featured two outward-extending fangs!

Pig Head Man's gaze fixated on the others, his voice raspy:

"It seems you're all afraid."

Everyone's body trembled slightly.

Su Qi kept his eyes on him; he had seen this entity once last night, but in daylight, it was an entirely different vision, this guy... had he not brushed his teeth? There were remnants of blood and flesh on his teeth.

Pig Head Man squinted his eyes:

"Why be afraid... Game Day is a lot of fun."

He calmly displayed his fangs and said, "I simply don't understand. Can anyone explain?"

When Pig Head Man's gaze swept over the group, whoever met his eyes quickly lowered their head in fear, avoiding the gaze.

He licked his lips, staring at a boy with antlers beside him: "You, can you explain?"

The antlered boy was trembling all over, he struggled for a while without speaking.

"Bang!"

Pig Head Man kicked him away: "Too slow in responding."

"And what about you?" The Pig Head Man turned his expressionless gaze to the Spider Man beside him.

Spider Man, despite his frightening appearance, was even more timid, stammering: "I... don't know..."

He hadn't even finished speaking.

"Slap!"

A smack landed across Spider Man's face, the force turning his head dizzyingly.

But Spider Boy didn't dare to move, nor did he dare utter a word of complaint.

He didn't want to die!

After Pig Head Man finished slapping, he said indifferently:

"You really do look dreadfully bleak, I couldn't help myself!"

He paused:

"You don't have any objections, do you?"

Blood rushed to Spider Boy's pale face as he trembled, shaking his head.

"Have you gone mute?"

"No objections!" Spider Boy hurriedly replied in fright.

The oppressive air around Pig Head Man made it impossible for anyone to speak against him, his gaze then coldly shifted to survey everyone present.

"You lot, a trashy existence, shouldn't have been born into this world, each one of you a waste, no wonder you're all unwanted orphans!"

"And yet I have to get up early in the morning to make your food."

It seemed that Pig Head Man was venting his irritation at having to wake up, but everyone was accustomed to this routine, all bowing their heads in silence, not daring to speak.

He reached out a hand and pulled open the door to the canteen.

"Roll in."

Everyone scurried in as if granted a pardon. The four from room one looked towards Pig Head Man panderingly as they passed by.

"Uncle... it's Game Day; what have you prepared? Can you give us a hint?"

Pig Head Man looked at the four indifferently.

They may have dared to act tough in front of others, but in front of the staff, they were nothing more than slightly older dogs.

After receiving that look.

The four shivered, quickly ceasing to talk and hastening into the canteen.

The so-called canteen.

In reality, it was nothing more than three tables pushed together to form a long table.

Pig Head Man watched everyone with a dark gaze, his voice hoarse:

"Today... it's game day, and I've prepared something fun too."

It lifted a piece of cloth from the center of the table, revealing a pot of soup that had been simmering until it turned a reddish-black color, emanating a foul stench.

But to Pig Head Man, it was as if he smelled some kind of culinary delight, he even squinted his eyes, savoring, "This soup is made with many ingredients, it's this old man's painstaking effort, the embodiment of culinary skill!"

"However, many don't appreciate it! Those who don't, guess what becomes of them? Every single one of them turned into soup!"

"Everyone gets to scoop one bowl."

"Let's see who among you can identify the things inside it."

He sneered, "The more you say, the better, the more pleased I'll be. Maybe I'll let you off the hook, but if you say too little...then it proves you bunch of losers don't deserve to eat what I've made!"

"Do you understand?"

Everyone trembled, half out of fear...and half due to the overpowering foul smell.

Su Qi, standing in the crowd, didn't stand out at all. With his childlike stature, he glanced at the soup and thought it was something not even the darkest anime cuisine could match.

If there were special effects, there'd probably be screaming skulls all around the pot.

"Come, take a bowl and scoop your soup!" Pig Head Man commanded coldly.

Everyone hurried to grab bowls, then rushed to scoop the soup with spoons, one after the other.

Watching this scene unfold, Su Qi couldn't help but reflect.

Just look.

This is the downfall of a monopolized canteen – even if the food's as bad as crap, they still rush for it.

He didn't need to scramble for his; Snake Head Man had already scooped a bowl for him.

Meanwhile, one fellow was squeezed out by the people from Room No.1, trembling as he finally grasped his bowl and quickly picked up the spoon.

But in the next moment.

Pig Head Man pressed him down onto the table with a loud 'bang,' his eyes filled with murderous intent, "It looks like you don't like my soup, being the last to come!"

Then... he dragged him into the kitchen, from where screams could be heard.

Su Qi watched this unfold.

It seemed this was the first deadly peril.

Knowing he had no real strength, he was simply bottom of the food chain among these people. Had he not prepared in advance, he'd already be declared dead during the rush for the soup.

He looked down at the soup in front of him.

Hairs, pus, clots of blood, and the like; it even contained excrement; the smell was indescribable, as if he was being pinned down on a toilet, almost suffocating.

Honestly... anyone who could take even one sip would surely be considered an earth-shattering figure!

The next moment shocked Su Qi.

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The people around him clutched their bowls and guzzled non-stop, bodies twitching and even retching, but they kept it down.

They were all worthy characters!

Su Qi soon realized something—the slower drinkers or those who finished before Pig Head Man re-emerged were probably facing deadly peril too!

Snake Head Man finished extremely rapidly, his mouth forming a huge circle as he guzzled down the soup.

No wonder he had survived, he was ruthless.

Su Qi, smiling, patted the very fast Snake Head Man on the shoulder, "Come on, open your mouth, I'll feed you."

Snake Head Man was stunned.

Bro, not like this!

He tried to refuse, "But if you don't drink, you won't guess what's inside."

"No worries, I've been known since childhood as the gourmet of Fan Dou District. Just by the smell, I can tell what ingredients are in it; later, I can tell you a few more."

"Really?"

"Just take it as true."

"..."

Su Qi poured the soup into his mouth.

And a few seconds after that.

Pig Head Man, covered in blood, holding a Bone Cutting Knife, came out. He coldly surveyed everyone and the empty bowls on the table, "Not bad, looks like everyone's finished."

"Come."

He held the knife and turned into the kitchen, then looked back,

"One by one, come in here and tell me."

"Whoever answers the most, I'll reward."