Chapter 18
The mercenary covered his mouth in fear after shouting, realizing that he was offending the former president of the first guild.
Huang Qian stared at him as he went downstairs, her tone becoming very complicated: "Ji Mingyuan, you are still alive."
Ji Mingyuan raised his eyebrows slightly and said rudely: "When you enter our store, you have to spend money. Tell me what you want."
He directly avoided the topic of Huang Qian.
If it weren't for the familiar, oppressive black eagle standing on his shoulder, Huang Qian almost thought she had recognized the wrong person.
This guy looks like he's very experienced in forcing people to buy things, he looks like a bandit.
Wen Bei gave his employees a look of approval.
Ji Mingyuan just thought that he was too kind and was embarrassed to ask these people to spend money.
The mentality of an old father still arose in Ji Mingyuan, and he felt a great sense of responsibility.
Huang Qian took a step forward, blocking several of her teammates: "Let me see your pollution level first."
The pollution level peaked at at least 95 on the day Ji Mingyuan left. This was no longer a secret in the base.
He is a genius that attracts everyone's attention, but is also regarded as a huge potential risk by the base.
Several senior executives even held a meeting to praise him for choosing to leave the base on his own.
And all polluters whose pollution levels are about to reach critical points are encouraged to learn.
When Huang Qian thought of those damned senior executives, anger began to boil in her heart.
But she also had to be on guard.
Huang Qian thought of countless possibilities. She concluded that since Ji Mingyuan had stayed in the contaminated area for so long without returning, the pollution level might have been close to 98. However, she never expected that when he showed his bracelet, the number on it was actually 92!
"How is this possible?" Huang Qian exclaimed.
Ji Mingyuan simply explained: "Spending money at this hotel can reduce pollution."
He had been eating hotel food and sleeping in hotel beds with Wen Bei these days, and the pollution level had dropped a little, even approaching 80.
This was something he had never dared to think about before, but now it was accomplished in just a few days.
Huang Qian murmured, "What the bartender surnamed Fang said was actually true?"
She was so shocked that she accidentally said what was in her heart.
The surname Fang is not very common, and the only guests in the hotel these days are that family of three.
Wen Bei immediately understood how these people knew about the hotel.
He acted mysterious and seemed to know everything.
Huang Qian's loss of composure was ignored by others because they were more surprised than she was.
They may not believe Fang Dashan, but Ji Mingyuan, a living example, is standing in front of them, and even the most resolute heart will be shaken.
Because they are a rival guild, Huang Qian has a very deep understanding of Ji Mingyuan.
She knew that Ji Mingyuan would not deceive others with such things, and that was why she felt even more confused.
The mercenary next to Huang Qian who had just made the mistake said hurriedly, "I! I want to spend some money. I have saved a lot of crystals. Please give me something to eat!"
His pollution level just reached 80 yesterday.
After the first person spoke up, the others no longer cared whether it was true or not. They were all worried that they would be left behind, so they took out their crystal cards and said they wanted one too.
Wen Bei looked at them, his eyes gradually becoming sincere, as if he was looking at a group of cute little sheep.
Baa-baa jumped into his bowl.
He knew that with the success of attracting customers this time, the reputation of his hotel would finally be established.
He came directly to the restaurant with a group of mercenaries.
Eight people immediately occupied two tables.
The rabbit butler hopped over and brought them the menu.
They picked up the menu and mentally prepared themselves to be ripped off. After all, the hotel was located in a polluted area and claimed that it could reduce the pollution level. Perhaps one dish would cost them all the savings they had accumulated through years of hard work.
The next second, everyone was stunned when they saw the price above.
This is so cheap?
After repeated confirmation, they believed that the crystals on it were the common currency crystals between bases.
Huang Qian looked at the menu and speculated that this seemingly normal cuisine might be some weird dark dish.
In the base, the most difficult to swallow coarse grain cakes that cut the throat cost two crystals each, and food that costs ten crystals per portion must be filthy meat.
Not only does it taste bad when eaten, but there is also a risk of increased contamination.
Wen Bei watched her struggle and pointed at the fried pork cutlet bento: "I recommend this."
Looking at the appetizing picture above, Huang Qian hesitated for a moment, but still clicked on it.
When the others saw that their captain had ordered, they immediately threw away all hesitation and rushed to place their orders.
The rabbit butler quickly brought out the dishes they ordered from the kitchen. Due to its short claws, it could only carry one dish at a time.
The first thing served was Huang Qian's fried pork cutlet bento.
The crispy golden fried pork cutlet and the plump rice underneath are a perfect match, and the aroma keeps drilling into people's noses. The bento is also paired with greasy cherry tomatoes and green broccoli, which look very healthy and without any pollution.
The moment it was served on the table, one could clearly hear several people swallowing hard, without any concealment.
"Captain, please try it quickly." Someone urged Huang Qian.
Huang Qian didn't say anything. She picked up a piece of fried pork chop with chopsticks, put it into her mouth slowly and firmly, and chewed it. Her pair of almond-shaped eyes widened.
It felt like I had encountered something extremely incomprehensible.
As a polluter, her deformed features were very obvious. She had butterfly-like tentacles on her forehead, which were shaking wildly at the moment.
Chen Jinjin swallowed again: "Is it delicious?"
Huang Qian didn't have time to answer. She suddenly rummaged through her pockets, and just when everyone thought she was going to take something out, she pulled out a rubber band.
The grown men were stunned.
Then a rubber band tied up her long, wavy hair, which had been loose all year round. Suddenly, her originally beautiful image became more casual, like a college student who had just graduated.
Without the interference of hair, Huang Qian lowered her head and started eating with big mouthfuls.
Everyone's doubts were completely dispelled, and as soon as the food they ordered was served, they began to devour it in big mouthfuls.
Some people even almost cried while eating a plate of scrambled eggs with tomatoes, with tears welling up in their eyes.
If it were in the past, he would have been laughed to death by the people around him, but now no one laughed at him.
Because they feel the same way.
I really forgot how long it has been since I had such normal and delicious food.
There is no bitter or fishy smell that pollutes the taste, it is neither pungent nor harsh.
It even makes people doubt for a moment whether these five years have been just a horrible nightmare.
The team consisted of eight people, and in the end they consumed food worth more than two hundred crystals.
When they were settling accounts, they looked dazed and pinched themselves several times before they were sure that this was not an illusion.
Wenbei could even hear someone muttering, "If this is an illusion caused by the poisonous fungus I ate, then let me die in this beautiful dream."
It was only when they paid the bill that they realized that Chen Jinjin was the only one who had a crystal card with him.
Once a crystal card is lost, the procedure for recovering the data is very troublesome. Others feel that their lives are uncertain when they go on a mission, so when they go out, they usually hide the crystal card at home or give it to someone they trust for safekeeping.
There is also a special place between guilds to deal with crystal cards. If the person dies, the remaining crystals on the crystal card will be automatically destroyed. There is no inheritance or transfer function.
This is not just the indifference of the base not to keep idle people, but more of an alternative form of protection.
After the end of the world, killing has become a less uncommon occurrence, and cases of murder for money are common.
There are exceptions.
For example, Chen Jinjin was worried about others, and his only friend was in the same team as him, so he always kept the crystal card hidden on himself.
Feeling the gazes of others at this moment, he was speechless: "I know, I'll pay."
The crystal was stuck on the cash register machine and the crystal was automatically transferred away.
Suddenly someone screamed, attracting everyone's attention.
The mercenaries were as if they were facing a formidable enemy: "What's wrong?"
A mercenary with a face full of flesh looked at the detection ring tied to his biceps in disbelief: "My pollution level has decreased!"
He noticed everyone's gazes and felt a little aggrieved. He flexed his muscles and approached them: "It's true!"
It's really eye-catching to see such a strong man who is nearly 1.9 meters tall making such an expression and demeanor.
Everyone silently shifted their gaze and focused on their own test rings.
For a while, the sound of "Oh my god" was heard everywhere.
Wen Bei waited until they were no longer surprised before striking while the iron was hot to promote other things.
When the mercenaries heard that there were retail snacks available for takeout, they bought them all without a second thought.
But the only one who could afford to pay was Chen Jinjin. After paying their bill once again, Chen Jinjin was unhappy. He pushed the nearest mercenary away and shouted, "I don't have enough money! I can't pay you anymore!"
The others were anxious: "We'll return you double when we get back to base! Oh no, ten times!"
Chen Jinjin: "I'm already being generous by not taking advantage of my wealth to buy everything. I'm going to keep the remaining money for myself. Didn't the boss say that the KTV and housing here can reduce pollution?"
But others couldn't do anything about him.
After all, Chen Jinjin was willing to lend them money to buy retail products instead of buying them all himself because of the friendship between comrades.
Wen Bei waited until they finished arguing before speaking, his eyes curved like an angel's. "We also accept direct use of filth to offset purchases here, but we won't give you change for the remaining amount."
This innocent appearance coupled with an understanding expression completely makes people ignore the dark side of it.
Sure enough, everyone took the bait immediately.
After the previous few attacks, they now firmly believed that Wenbei was a breath of fresh air in the end times. If there really was a Jesus in the world, he must be the Son of God scattered among the people.
Huang Qian sent someone to the car to take the body of the deformed locust.
This is the mission of their trip, which is contained in the square crystal developed by the research institute.
Square crystals are specially used to store filth. They are infused with crystal extracts and can effectively prevent the spread of pollution.
It is also the only equipment that can be used to transport filth to the research institute.
These locusts even ate houses wherever they went. In the end, the research institute used poisonous water and polluters that could specially activate supernatural powers to make it rain to kill all the locusts in that area.
The dead locust corpses were densely packed all over the ground in that area. The soles of shoes could not touch the ground when stepping on them. They were more than ten centimeters high.
Each locust is as long as an adult's palm, has deathly gray eyes, and a mouth full of sharp, dense teeth.
The military at the base was worried that so many dead locusts would attract other more terrifying filth, so they issued a mission to burn the area clean.
Facts have proved that the military's guess was correct.
These big bugs are still high-quality proteins after death. Just because they are afraid of the poisons developed by the research institute does not mean that other filth will be afraid of them as well.
This attracted a deformed man-eating tiger.
Fortunately, they burned the food clean before the tiger could eat it.
Most of the evolution of filth is completed through swallowing, and the more it eats, the faster it evolves.
This group of locusts obviously came from the north. It was the first time that the research institute discovered that it could poison filth and ordered them to bring back several complete corpses for research.
Huang Qian only asked them to keep two to report to the research institute, and gave the rest to the hotel.
Wen Bei clicked on the transaction machine.
The terrifying thing about the distorted locusts is their number. They are only classified as Class D filth, and a whole intact corpse can be exchanged for 100 crystals.
Fortunately, Huang Qian and her friends caught a lot, and after exchanging them, they had two thousand crystals.
The hotel owner set the room price himself. Wen Bei raised two fingers to them, his distinct black and white eyes full of cunning: "The standard room in the hotel is now 2,000 crystals a day."
Huang Qian hesitated for a moment, but decided to use the two thousand crystals elsewhere.
They each rented a hourly room to rest, and when they had rested enough, they went to the private room to sing. After all this time, everyone's pollution value dropped a little.
When seeing off the guests, Huang Qian held Ji Mingyuan tightly and asked, "Tell me quickly, how did you get the boss to agree to let you work here?"
It was the first time she was seriously jealous of a man.
Ji Mingyuan wasn't very good with words, so he paused and decided to tell the truth: "The boss picked me up."
Huang Qian was so shocked that she let go of her hand and looked him up and down. Although he looked good, the completely black right eye and the black veins on the right side of his face undoubtedly ruined his entire face.
Moreover, the hotel owner looked more handsome than a movie star. She had never seen a beauty more exquisite than him, so the first option that could be ruled out was that Ji Mingyuan was selling his body.
If we talk about selling sex, the boss is completely at a disadvantage.
Huang Qian couldn't help but speak out her heart: "Why you?"
Seeing Huang Qian's puzzled expression, Ji Mingyuan's originally indifferent eyes began to waver a little: "I think... it's because the boss is kind."
The rabbit housekeeper who happened to be passing by: "......"
No, you are all wrong. Wen Caimi is just stingy and wants to get free labor.
Little did he know that he was almost deified. After seeing off the guests, Wen Bei happily hid in his room to count his money.
He counted the money he earned today, and the turnover suddenly increased to four thousand five hundred!
He hummed a soothing tune, the ending note had a soft and sticky tone that sounded like a kitten's paw scratching people's hearts, with a bit of inexplicable poisonous meaning.
Suddenly, another voice was heard in the room, with a sinister smile, which instantly froze the atmosphere.
Qiu Ting's scarlet pupils shrank, and he raised the corners of his mouth, but there was no smile in his eyes: "So happy?"
The author has something to say:
Wen Xiaobei: I’m not happy now.
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