Invincible lottery system

"Zhao Yu, where did you get the chicken? It looks quite fresh!"

Zhang Xiaoyu moistened her mouth, staring straight at the crispy golden roast chicken on the flame.

Everyone has been inside Longhu Peak for several days, and all the fresh food has already been rotten and thrown away by this time.

Although it's okay to eat some compressed biscuits and instant noodles, it's also because the roast chicken made by Qin Fan is so fragrant and tempting.

Qin Fan looked at the people who gathered around and stared at the roast chicken, secretly amused.

Qin Fan worked hard on grilling, just to satisfy his desire for tongue and tongue, and it would be even better if he could earn some emotional points by the way.

"Who will help me add some firewood?" Qin Fan lowered his voice, imitating Zhao Yu's deep voice.

Originally, these people were put together improvised, and they all selected the captains of the twelve teams. They thought they all had excellent adaptability, so they mixed here, so they were not very familiar with each other.

Even Qin Fan couldn't recognize him when he spoke like that.

"I'll do it! I'm the best at stuffing firewood." Zhang Xiaoyu chuckled, fetched a few branches and put them in the fire.

When the others saw this, they could only secretly scold Zhang Xiaoyu for being smart, and they all pricked up their ears to hear if Qin Fan had any other orders.

In their eyes, they tacitly believed that as long as they helped Qin Fan, they would definitely have their share in the roast chicken.

But in fact, Qin Fan didn't want to share anything with them at all.

It didn't take long for Qin Fan to thoroughly cook the roast chicken. Under the watchful eyes of everyone, he picked up the roast chicken and gnawed it.

The roast chicken blocked half of Qin Fan's face, and Qin Fan who raised his mask was not afraid of being discovered by these people.

The aroma of the barbecue and the sound of Qin Fan's gnawing made everyone salivate, but they could only stare at it.

"Negative psychology from Zhu Zhenshuang, emotional value +699!"

"Negative psychology from Zheng Long, emotional value +399!"

"..."

Zhang Xiaoyu somehow helped Qin Fan pick up some firewood, and couldn't help but ask at this moment: "Zhao Yu, it smells so good, can I have some?"

"Of course!" Qin Fan chuckled, took out his dagger, cut off the buttock of the roast chicken and handed it to Zhang Xiaoyu.

"Negative psychology from Zhang Xiaoyu, emotional value +699!"

Zhang Xiaoyu didn't expect Qin Fan to eat chicken butts for himself. You must know that he had never eaten chicken butts and duck butts outside, and he always felt nauseous.

But now there is nothing to choose, he can choose not to eat.But such deliciousness is right in front of him, how can Zhang Xiaoyu refuse decisively.

Zhang Xiaoyu took the dagger, he sniffed the chicken butt on it, he resisted at first, but the smell became more and more delicious.

Zhang Xiaoyu involuntarily brought the chicken butt to her nose, desperately sniffing the meaty aroma.

Everyone felt a little numb looking at Zhang Xiaoyu, but they still stared at Zhang Xiaoyu with anticipation and disgust.

A young member couldn't help but said: "Fuck, Zhang Xiaoyu, you really plan to eat this, right?"

"Nonsense! Such a golden and crispy chicken butt, wouldn't it be a waste not to eat it?"

After Zhang Xiaoyu finished speaking, he took a small bite of the chicken buttocks, feeling the fragrance overflowing his mouth.

I have to say that although the chicken butt looks disgusting, it is still very delicious when it is carefully prepared by a 'chef'.

Zhang Xiaoyu looked intoxicated, as if what he ate was not ordinary chicken butt, but the best delicacy in the world.

It's no wonder that Zhang Xiaoyu behaved like this, because in this roast chicken, Qin Fan also used the wine he got in a lucky draw a few days ago.

This liquor has a nice name, it's called 'Yao Chi Aging'.

Qin Fan also guessed that this Yaochi aged wine was made by the Seven Fairies in the Heavenly Palace while swimming in the Yaochi.
Of course, this is just Qin Fan's own fantasies.

In short, this bottle of wine is very fragrant, although the bottle is only about the size of two fingers.

But after Qin Fan used this roasted chicken, the effect was astonishing.

Just look at all these team members gathered around. Apart from some of them being aroused by gluttons in their stomachs, some of them were aroused by wine worms.

A steady bearded brother like Zheng Long was seduced by the wine worm in his belly.

When Zhang Xiaoyu took the first bite, he felt it was very delicious, and he even felt an urge not to continue, wanting to keep this delicious food, and savor it slowly.

But Zhang Xiaoyu had the first mouthful, so he couldn't bear it, and the second mouthful also started.

In the blink of an eye, Zhang Xiaoyu ate the chicken butt in his stomach.

Everyone's throats were rolling. At this time, including Zhang Xiaoyu, everyone turned their attention to Qin Fan.

"Sorry everyone, I'm done eating!"

At this time, Qin Fan also finished sucking his last finger. There was almost a whole chicken, but now there are only chicken bones left.

Everyone was a little disappointed seeing this scene, and contributed emotional value to Qin Fan one after another.

"But don't say it, this roast chicken is really delicious."

Qin Fan made another silent cut.

……

The night gradually deepened.

The closer one was to the cemetery, the less the roar of beasts that one usually hears.

But the crows and crickets were a bit louder.

No one in this D-level group codenamed Eagle 17 found out that Qin Fan was pretending to be Zhao Yu.

Qin Fan wasn't worried that Zhao Yu would find him, because when he joined Zhu Zhenshuang and the others, there was a fork in the road ahead, and Qin Fan took Zhao Yu's signal flare, so it would not be easy for Zhao Yu to find him. .

Zhao Yu would not know their current location unless a special signal flare was fired here.

The members of Eagle 17 kept vigil in the middle of the night, and Zhao Yu, who Qin Fan pretended to be, happened to be in charge of the first half of the night tonight.

The breath of the cemetery always makes Qin Fan feel weird, and Qin Fan is keenly aware of a strange sound.

This sound is very strange, like the sound of stone plates rubbing together.

But because there was nothing, Qin Fan asked with some doubts while everyone was still asleep: "Did you hear a very small but very strange sound?"

"No, there is no strange sound." After Zheng Long listened carefully, he shook his head in denial.

Zhang Xiaoyu smiled and said, "Zhao Yu, are you scared? Haha, it's okay. Although there is a cemetery next to it, we are here. If you find something wrong, just call it out."

Everyone laughed when they heard these words, and they all thought that Zhang Xiaoyu had told the truth, and it must be 'Zhao Yu' who was cowardly thinking wildly.

Seeing that everyone didn't believe it, Qin Fan felt a little helpless, so he didn't say anything more, but still listened to these voices very seriously.

Not long after, everyone fell asleep.

The fire was burning very vigorously, besides adding more firewood, Qin Fan was paying attention to his surroundings.

There is nothing special to discover around, but that strange sound is getting more and more!