Chapter 239: Someone Starts the Game by Landing in a Coffin (2 in 1)_1

Ten minutes earlier.

Cafeteria.

Yi Lin stared at the indescribable dark cuisine in front of him, silent.

He suddenly regretted loudly saying in the cafeteria, "Auntie, I want it all!"

However, judging from the satisfied and appreciative smile on the cafeteria auntie's face afterwards, this "I want it all" was probably the least likely option to encounter trouble.

But this heaping plate... what should he do with it?

Yi Lin held a fork, his expression calm, and looked at one of the stuffed eyeballs that was the size of a fist.

It didn't look like a human eyeball, but it was also difficult to distinguish what creature's eye it was.

Yi Lin slowly raised his fork and thrust it in with a swoosh.

PIA-splat—

Juice splattered.

Yi Lin's spiritual power was not weak.

And his aim with a needle was precise.

By the same logic, Yi Lin's fork thrusts were also precise.