compensation

When he opened his eyes, he saw a large glass cover in front of him. Lu Fanye and two men in white were talking at his feet.

White light filled his surroundings and the sound of instruments was heard in his ears. Xu Wei felt that he was lying in an oval container, wrapped from head to toe.

I blinked to adjust to the glaring light, raised my hand and knocked on the glass cover, but no one noticed this side.

There was an electronic screen hanging on the top of the glass cabin, with some changing numbers and a wavy line on it.

At first I thought it was a heartbeat detection, but after looking at it for a long time I realized that the line was going down from the peak, with occasional increases in the middle, but the overall trend was decreasing.

"She's awake." As he spoke, Lu Fanye glanced into the cabin, and when he saw that someone was awake, he walked over. His voice sounded muffled through the glass cabin.

Xu Wei glared at him in the cabin.

With the sound of "hiss", the glass cover opened.

"Cough, cough, cough!" Xu Wei was choked by the turbid air outside and frowned, "How long have I slept? Has Judgment City started to engage in heavy industry?"

Lu Fanye patted her on the back and explained: "The cabin is absolutely clean, it's the outside that is polluted."

Xu Wei was even more surprised: "Game update? A new version where I'm doing industry in the interstellar space?"

"It's not the kind of pollution you think," Qiu Zheng was one of the men in white. He said helplessly, "It's been so many years."

"You are contaminated by 'it' in the hotel and need to be purified, otherwise 'it' will always stick to you."

The person who spoke was another man in white. He had blue hair, pale skin, delicate features, and looked very young.

"Let me introduce you. This is our research specialist, Professor Mao Cheng." Qiu raised his hand to signal.

"Hello, hello," Xu Wei, who had just climbed out of the cabin and had no time to tidy up his appearance, hurried forward to shake hands with the professor. "Earthly etiquette."

Professor Mao nodded modestly and continued to explain: "It's existence is very complicated to explain. Knowing it is not a good thing for you, especially for those with weaker minds. The more you perceive and understand, the easier it is to be affected, and the more you will be attracted to it."

"It can be understood as an existence that is so huge that it cannot be measured, and it has the power to affect the material reality and the spiritual world. You should have experienced it."

Xu Wei recalled what happened in the hotel and couldn't help but shudder.

I have no idea when I was affected. It could have been when I was looking out through the cat's eye, or it could have been noticed by 'it' the moment the pillow fell.

Xu Wei considers himself a person who values ​​life and is not very courageous, but after noticing something unusual outside the door, his first reaction was to look out through the peephole. Even his only cautious action was to send a message to Lu Fanye, asking him not to come and to wait for five minutes.

This is so out of character for her.

But if we understand it as being affected by an abnormality, it makes sense. Maybe sending a message is a subconscious act of self-rescue.

If it weren’t for the message from Lu Fanye’s bracelet that shocked her back to her senses and made her think of the hotel’s emergency teleportation service, she might not have appeared here alive.

Thinking of this, Xu Wei's eyes were filled with gratitude, and he wanted to immediately link arms with Fan Ye and call him brother: "Your great kindness, I will never forget it!"

Lu Fanye pressed his eyebrows and sighed helplessly: "I was planning to go to you directly after receiving the message, but when I heard you said it was difficult, I went to the front desk and checked the surveillance at the door."

Xu Wei was curious: "What does 'it' look like?"

"The part captured by the surveillance camera was snowflakes, and you were the only one in the picture when the door was opened. She refused to save the person when I asked the front desk, saying that she would die if she went, and that I had to report to the leader immediately."

"I really can't come," Xu Wei nodded. She didn't have anything to be hypocritical about. She and Fan Ye were just partners in a new team. If the roles were reversed, she wouldn't risk saving anyone. "I can teleport by myself. If you come again, I'm afraid you'll all be wiped out."

Besides, it was all thanks to the bracelet vibrating a few times, once to prevent the door from opening completely, and once to remind her to press the button - the hotel's emergency transmission function requires pressing the "#" key for five seconds. The first time Xu Wei pressed it, she unconsciously released it under the influence of "it", and the second time it was stuck in the countdown of 1 second and transmitted.

Thinking of how “it” finally imitated Lu Fanye and spoke into his ear, Xu Wei felt a chill in his heart and his neck began to feel uncomfortable again.

"So 'it''s' existence will pollute people? Even the air?"

Mao Ting nodded: "Everything that exists can be contaminated. The ways of contamination include but are not limited to perception, discussion, direct or indirect contact, and labeling."

"Talk about? What about us now?" Xu Wei was shocked.

Qiu explained gently: "This is the 'White House'. It can block most of its probes. The purification chamber can isolate it completely."

Xu Wei was worried: "Most of it? That means there is still a small part? Can I stay in this cabin forever?"

Mao Cheng didn't bother to pay attention to her, his expression was serious: "In short, 'it' is everywhere, and pollution is everywhere at any time, but don't worry, you humans have a special physique, as long as you don't deliberately increase contact, even if it is partially contaminated, it can purify itself."

"Of course, if you have direct contact like yours, you will have to stay in the purification chamber for a while to prevent mental disorder caused by excessive contamination."

“What happens if there is severe pollution?”

Mao Cheng glanced at her lightly, his childish face showing a deep look, and his tone was mysterious: "You don't want to know."

When I came out of the City Hall, it was already late, but there were still many pedestrians on the road. The strange buildings on both sides of the street were hung with colorful lights, and the changing light and shadows complemented the tall street lights.

Under the lights, there are scattered stalls on the sidewalk, and crowds of people are everywhere, extending all the way along the long street.

Most of the people go to the stalls, forming a unique night market street scene.

"Riddlers, all of them are riddlers!" Xu Wei was driven out of the white house by Mao Cheng with a head full of question marks, and was threatened to charge her for using the purification chamber next time.

Lu Fanye must have had a lot of questions, but he was always optimistic: "Is this the Player Night Market that Brother Fan mentioned?"

In the swimming pool copy, Brother Fan mentioned the player night market to them and made it sound magical, saying that all types of props and information from various channels can be bought there, and any stall owner you pick out is a big shot who has completed four or five copies.

After learning of "it"'s existence, Xu Wei's curiosity disappeared no matter how great it was - eight out of ten pieces of information he had wanted to find out were about "it". He could only be thankful that he had been cautious and did not look for information channels too early.

According to Qiu, "it" is usually interested in players with a high clearance rate, so Mao Cheng suspected that Xu Wei was marked, but was unwilling to tell the specific reason. He only told them that if there was a mark, it had been cleared, and if they felt something was wrong in the future, they could come to the white house for purification.

Although I am still confused as to why this guy came to me, it is better to stay away from him from now on.

"Now, there is one more very important thing." Xu Wei's eyes suddenly became firm and he clenched his fists.

Lu Fanye turned his head and looked inquiringly.

"Pay! Money!!"

Xu Wei was furious and slammed the table at the front desk, making such a loud noise that it attracted everyone's attention.

The receptionist was a pretty young lady with watery eyes, a trembling figure, and looked weak and pitiful.

Xu Wei felt a little embarrassed, coughed, and said, "Call your leader out, I want to talk to her."

"You don't want me to tell others about what happened this afternoon, do you?"

The Judgment City claimed to be absolutely safe, but such a problem occurred in the hotel under its jurisdiction. Judging from the situation of other players staying there, they must not know about this. It is a matter of life and death. If it gets out, it will cause a big mess.

After all, the City of Judgment still depends on people willing to grind for it.

The leader arrived so quickly that one wondered if she had arrived on a rocket.

Sitting in the VIP room, Xu Wei demurely took the tea made by her leader and put it aside.

"Let me get straight to the point. How much compensation does your store intend to pay?"

The leader adjusted his black-framed glasses and said in a serious tone, "According to the rules when we checked in, triple the compensation."

"Three times?" Xu Wei's tone suddenly lengthened, and he slammed the table in disbelief. "You mean that a customer in the Judgment City Hotel, which claims to be 'absolutely safe', encountered an uncontrollable invasion and almost died, and it is worth 3 points?"

"Of course not. The compensation will be calculated at three times the price of the penthouse suite, a total of 51 points." The leader was not frightened by Xu Wei's bluff and remained calm. "We deeply apologize for this incident. We will strengthen security monitoring in the future to prevent such incidents from happening again."

Xu Wei was quite satisfied with her attitude. He sat back and nodded: "Your hotel's after-sales attitude is still good."

"That......."

"There's no need to pay so much for mental damage, let's give it another 50 cents. Also, after what happened, I don't dare to stay in your hotel anymore. You should be afraid that I will stay here, right? After all, that thing..." Xu Wei glanced at the leader mysteriously, with an expression that said, you understand, I understand, but let's stop here.

"I heard that the rooms in Judgment City are safer than hotels. Give me the cheapest room, and this matter will be over. I won't tell anyone a word."

The leader began to lose his cool: "Sorry, mental damages and real estate are not included in the compensation details."

Xu Wei crossed his arms and said in surprise, "Shouldn't there be compensation for mental damage? I really lost my mind. I almost lost my mind. If you don't believe me, go to the city hall and ask."

"This happened in your hotel, so it's normal to ask for some damages. Is this the custom in human society? Or do you not intend to take responsibility? Or is the socialization of humans in Judgment City just lip service?"

The leader was about to come down: "Of course not, but the compensation you want does not comply with our regulations."

"There is also the property issue. As a leader, you should know something about this, right?" Xu Wei raised his eyebrows, looking very dissatisfied. His tone was sarcastic, and he said, "Your security is poor, it's like entering a no-man's land. If I continue to stay here, won't I be like a fish on the chopping board, waiting to be slaughtered? Besides, even if I'm not afraid, aren't you afraid that I will attract something else? If there is another big fuss this time, the worst that can happen is that we'll all be finished together."

After saying this, he no longer faced his leader in a "friendly" manner, but slumped down on his chair with his hands crossed, staring at the ceiling, indicating that he would not listen.

The leader kept saying “this” for a long time before wiping the nonexistent sweat from his forehead and said with embarrassment: “I don’t have enough authority. I need to consult my superiors.”

"Do you need to ask for instructions again? I ask here and there, and in the end I am a poor man with nowhere to turn to, and you guys kick me around like a ball?" Xu Wei sat up straight from his chair with a loud noise, staring at the spherical man in front of him.