Chapter 16
It was the fourth day since we left that magical hotel and the second day since we were successfully settled in the base.
Fang Dashan still can't forget the bowl of steaming dumpling soup he had in that warm restaurant.
They managed to survive the next two days of the journey with a little food they bought from the hotel and some free water.
Many people knew that the safe zone where Fang Dashan was located was under attack threat, so when he revealed his origins, many mercenary groups came to investigate the situation these days.
In addition to wanting to know the information about the Class A Filth Fisherman, they were also very interested in Fang Dashan's ability to escape from the safe zone to the H City base.
There was an endless stream of people coming to inquire, and even a guild extended an olive branch.
However, their target was naturally not Fang Dashan, who was just an ordinary person, but the fact that both of them were sons of the polluter.
The twins' ability is to minimize the presence of people or objects enveloped by supernatural powers for a period of time.
This ability is not considered strong among the polluters whose main abilities are offensive, but it is rare enough to unleash unexpected potential in actual combat.
Fang Dashan rejected all the invitations from these guilds.
He did not intend to let his two sons, who were less than ten years old, live a life like mercenaries with their heads tied to their waists, even if he, an ordinary person, had to pay for the lives of three people.
In the end times, it is a very rare thing for ordinary people to be able to feed themselves.
Fang Dashan specially hid a piece of chocolate exchanged from the hotel and brought it to the base. Such things were luxury items in the apocalypse of the fifth year.
It was thanks to this piece of chocolate that he was able to exchange for enough crystals to rent a house for a month, thus avoiding the fate of sleeping in a tent at a shelter.
Fang Dashan was lucky. He found a bar willing to hire workers the next day.
Alcohol is also a scarce resource in the doomsday, and bars now sell two kinds of alcohol. One is the ordinary wine brewed before the doomsday, and the other is a new wine that appeared after the doomsday - ant wine.
It is a wine brewed from the saliva of contaminated and deformed ants.
Very spicy and has a somewhat unpleasant taste.
Although it is cheaper than regular alcohol, drinking too much also carries the risk of increasing pollution levels.
Therefore, only those who cannot afford normal alcohol will choose to buy ant wine.
Ordinary bars can no longer operate in the apocalypse. Nowadays, bars are all for serving the base's lawful army and mercenaries.
Especially the mercenaries, this group of people who live on the edge of a knife, every time they survive a mission, they will come to the bar to vent the depression caused by escaping death.
Therefore, the bar is always filled with foul language, blood, and violence. Many mercenaries have a high level of pollution and live as if today is their last day. The ethics and morals before the end of the world are the weakest things for them and the things they need to abandon the most.
The previous bartender had angered a mercenary and had both legs broken, leaving him unable to move, so Fang Dashan was asked to take over.
Fang Dashan not only did not think this job was dangerous, but was secretly happy about it.
He always remembered what he had promised the hotel owner, which was to help promote the hotel.
There is nothing better than promoting mercenaries, because in this completely chaotic world, only mercenaries will frequently leave the base to do those high-risk and high-reward missions.
Normal people wouldn't even want to get close to the base's gate.
So Fang Dashan took every opportunity to promote the existence of the hotel to the group of mercenaries who came to the bar to drink, even though what he said was regarded as wishful thinking.
Some people ridiculed him, saying that he must have eaten poisonous mushrooms on the way to escape and had hallucinations.
Pop.
There was a crisp sound of a wine glass falling to the ground.
Fang Dashan, who was chattering incessantly, was startled. He looked at the source of the sound, which was a young man with a slightly childish face.
Bai You cursed rudely, "Crazy, how could there be something that could reduce pollution?"
Someone pulled Fang Dashan aside and explained, "He's from the White Eagle, the first guild in the base. It's best not to mess with him."
Sitting next to Bai You was a charming beauty. She was drinking a special cocktail with her eyes lowered, and her red manicure looked seductive under the light.
Startled by the sound of the cup being thrown, she simply raised her eyes and smiled foolishly, "Ignore him. He's been acting like this every day since their guild leader left."
Huang Qian is the president of another guild. She is equally powerful and is not afraid of Bai You at all. At this moment, she is the only one in the bar who dares to confront him.
Bai You glared at her fiercely like a provoked wolf cub: "Huang Qian, don't think that just because our president is gone, you can shake our position as the number one guild."
Huang Qian sneered, "If Ji Mingyuan were to see his teammates looking so stupid in the afterlife, he might even be pissed off by you."
Bai You was so angry that his eyes turned red. He couldn't bear to hear others mention Ji Mingyuan's death.
In his opinion, the president's existence was omnipotent. He never thought that one day Ji Mingyuan would leave, and he left quietly while on a mission with him.
This once favored child of heaven is powerless in the face of pollution.
This blow has caused him to drink heavily in the bar for many days in a row, and he no longer looks like the energetic and shy person he was when he followed Ji Mingyuan.
At this moment, he was like a stray dog that bit whoever it caught.
Bai You stood up angrily. He was not drunk yet, but he knew he was no match for Huang Qian. After saying a few dirty words, he left a bag of crystals that was enough to pay for the bill and left.
He slammed the door loudly when he left.
The bar was silent for a moment, and then soon returned to the party.
There was even a mercenary with pockmarks on his face who came close to where Bai You had just thrown the cup, and regardless of the glass shards, he dipped his hand into the remaining wine.
He muttered, "This is pre-apocalyptic beer."
His pockmarked companion laughed and scolded him for being useless, then turned around and ordered another glass of ant wine.
Some people indulged in luxury and spent all the crystals they had risked their lives for on drinking, while others took a gamble and used tonight as a farewell.
Huang Qian belongs to the latter.
She would come here to drink before every mission. After all, even an old horse can stumble one day, and she didn't know which mission she would die in, so she would come here to get drunk before every mission to numb the fear in her heart that she dared not tell others.
Fang Dashan thanked Huang Qian.
Huang Qian glanced at him and said, "I'm not arguing with him just because I agree with you."
She wasn't drunk enough to believe the lame joke of a hotel that could reduce pollution.
Fang Dashan smiled innocently and insisted on giving her the map he had drawn from memory: "If you change your mind, you can go and take a look. There must be surprises here that you can't imagine."
He didn't know how many maps he gave away in one night. Even if others threw them away as garbage, he never gave up. After all, this was his only way to repay his benefactor.
Huang Qian took a sip of wine and disagreed, but still accepted the hand-drawn map.
She drank herself drunk before getting up and staggering away. Her back in a red dress looked both cool and lonely.
...
The hotel on the other side.
Celebrating the birth of the fourth recipe.
Wen Bei stared at the recipe closely, and the moment the caramel popcorn icon lit up, he knew he had succeeded.
He brought freshly baked popcorn to the table and shared some with everyone.
The sweetness of caramel blends and bursts in your mouth.
Ji Mingyuan sighed, "I never thought that I would be able to eat freshly popped popcorn in my lifetime."
Popcorn is sold at a very low price, only five crystals per portion.
Moreover, any bit of filthy meat can be converted into one hundred popcorns, at an extremely low cost.
Once the recipe is unlocked, the original materials will not be needed when redeeming it later. As long as enough filthy meat is put in, the number of portions will be accumulated. When travelers come, they can directly make it by clicking on the corresponding recipe when choosing to generate it.
Ji Mingyuan caught a few deformed moles nearby, which not only unlocked the ingredients for popcorn, but also used the remaining mole meat as ingredients for the other three dishes.
Suddenly, the number of fried pork cutlet bento, dumpling soup, and scrambled eggs with tomatoes increased from single digits to fifty.
Wen Bei was very satisfied: "The hotel is becoming more and more presentable."
Rabbit Butler: "Master, you still have 2,000 crystals. Do you want to exchange them for new furniture?"
Wen Bei thought for a moment: "New furniture?"
The hotel room was indeed a bit too plain.
The rabbit butler nodded and clapped his hands with his short paws. The furniture section instantly appeared on the mall screen.
There are all kinds of furniture on it, and they are all matching.
The rabbit housekeeper pointed to one of the pink furniture sets and said, "We can change all the furniture in the room to pink girly style."
Not only is there a pink sofa, but the bed has also been turned into a pink dreamy princess bed, and even the carpet is in the shape of a furry cat's paw.
Wen Bei: "...If possible, I would like to change to some more practical furniture."
The rabbit butler looked regretful and pointed to one of the big swings: "What about this one?"
It takes five hundred crystals to unlock the swing in the room.
Wen Bei scrolled to the next page expressionlessly and ignored the question.
Finally, he used crystals to upgrade and expand the bathrooms in each room, replaced them with luxurious bathtubs, placed two pots of green plants at the door of each room, hung art paintings on the walls, bought bookcases to place some classics on, and added soft-looking beige sofas.
This whole set cost a total of one thousand crystals.
Ji Mingyuan and Wen Bei were both very satisfied with the renovation of the room, but the only one who was dissatisfied was the rabbit housekeeper.
Because it's just a furry rabbit and can't use a bathtub.
The rabbit housekeeper muttered, "What a waste! There's a hot spring in the back garden, why do humans need a bathtub?"
"Hot spring?" Wen Bei was curious.
The rabbit housekeeper nodded and said, "Yes, hot springs are a good thing. Just one bath can reduce a lot of pollution."
Many things in the hotel can reduce pollution, but it was the first time Wen Bei heard Rabbit Butler use the word "many" to describe it.
It can be seen that this hot spring is definitely not as simple as an ordinary hot spring.
Out of professional ethics, Wen Bei went to the mall to take a look at the crystal points needed to unlock the back garden - 10,000.
“…”
Wen Bei silently closed the mall page.
Excuse me.
The author has something to say:
Rich, but not completely rich.
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