Chapter 267
The native man, who felt like he was being treated like a monkey, yelled for a while, but when no one paid any attention to him, he silently stopped, sat up and took a breath: "Damn! It hurts so much!" People are so cold-hearted that even yelling didn't attract a single soft-hearted fool.
When Bei Qiao's gaze swept over him, another native who had remained silent outside the door forced a smile with a stiff face, ran over to help up his companion who was thrown out: Fortunately, I didn't knock on the door hard and didn't say anything stupid.
After showing off his strength and temper, Bei Qiao closed the door without saying anything, leaving the two natives standing in embarrassment under the furtive gaze of the guests in other rooms.
The former patient who had been forcibly dragged here by the two men had already taken the opportunity to escape. The clerk who had just stopped the other natives from going upstairs pretended to have just arrived and asked the two natives if they needed help. The native man glared at him fiercely: "Help? That's all you say! What can you do to help me? Can you conjure up a miracle healer for me?"
"Sir, how many clinics are there in the city..." The shop assistant who had been secretly watching from the stairs looked sincere, but secretly rolled his eyes: "You deserved to be thrown out, why are you getting angry at me? You coward!
"How can that be the same? He's a miracle doctor, but... why am I telling you this? You don't know." Rubbing his sore butt, the native man limped downstairs with the help of his friend. They also booked a room in the inn, but it wasn't on this floor.
"Slow down, sir..." The clerk followed the two people slowly but politely, escorting them all the way to the stairs. He stood at the entrance and watched them go down. His expression was so sincere that they couldn't find fault with it, but he just didn't help: "Slow down, be careful."
After the native disappeared down the corridor, the clerk turned and walked away, broom in hand, shaking his neck and twisting his face, imitating the native's expression: "How can that be the same... Tsk!" What are you so arrogant about! You still have the nerve to look down on the doctor from Xiaoyue City? What did he do to you, a retired military doctor?
The clerks weren't abandoning their duties; they were simply worried that the players weren't having enough fun, and that their early appearances would disrupt their enjoyment. As long as the natives took the initiative, players could retaliate appropriately, venting their frustrations. The clerks simply waited and cleaned up afterward.
Of course, if these natives make too much noise and the player is unable to handle it, the staff will still take the initiative to deal with it. As for when they appear... the player will cry for help!
Perhaps because they had no concrete evidence and were not particularly anxious, the two natives did not cause any more trouble, which made the other players on the same floor who were waiting to watch the show feel very regretful.
After dealing with this, Bei Qiao logged off. With the recent subsidy policy, she planned to buy a car. Her mother, Qiao Lin, would usually drive, and she would occasionally drive herself. As for what car to buy, she could tell by looking through her mother's shopping cart and favorites. As for her father...he had his own car, so he didn't have to worry about it.
Entering the holographic world, Bei Qiao headed straight for the car purchase hall. No one had chosen to work the night shift today, so the hall was staffed by AI waiters, all in their initial state—robot-like form.
Bei Qiao, pressed for time, blocked the other customers and asked the AI attendant for a test drive. The system simulated a seat that matched her size. She and Qiao Lin had similar tastes, so they were quick to choose a car. Plus, the car wasn't expensive to begin with, and there were subsidies. Once she paid in full, she could pick it up at the warehouse the next day. For an additional fee, the car could even be delivered to her door.
Bei Qiao: I will pick up the car tomorrow and then go online. I still have to save money where I can.
Since he didn't have to go to work on Saturday, Qiao Lin got up a little late and went to the kitchen to give the robot a cooking instruction. After breakfast was ready, he realized that Bei Qiao was not in the room. "Where did you go so early in the morning?"
"Regarding what the child does when he wakes up early, he must have his own business."
"Mom, are you up?" Bei Qiao, who had driven the car back from the warehouse, opened the car window and looked upstairs: Alas, if no one had hacked into the database and remotely controlled the car to steal it, after buying the car at night, the car could have driven over here in automatic mode. It's really a case of those who cut down trees in the past only to have future generations suffer.
"Woke up early, where have you been??"
"Downstairs, Mom, come down, I have something good for you."
"What is this? It's so mysterious..." Qiao Lin muttered as he put on his coat. When he opened the door, he couldn't help but shudder. "The temperature is dropping too fast. It's so cold outside!"
"Where are you going?" Bei Gu, who was eating, looked towards the door.
"Go downstairs and get something." Qiao Lin put on her shoes, quickly closed the door, went downstairs, and walked out the door. Bei Qiao was waiting outside the door. Before she could ask, he took the key and slapped it into her hand: "Happy birthday!"
"My birthday isn't even here yet."
"Send it in advance, buy it early and use it early."
Saying he didn't need the car, Qiao Lin pretended to return the keys to Bei Qiao, but Bei Qiao pushed him into the driver's seat by his shoulders: "I usually go out less than you do, so you drive."
"Really? My business is just starting to pick up, don't waste your money on these..." Qiao Lin said as he fastened his seat belt: "Then I'll go for a drive first, you go home, don't stand there in the cold."
"Okay." Qiao Lin waved his hand, turned around and went upstairs, taking out his mobile phone as he walked: Oh, my mom is so quick, she posted it to the circle of friends so quickly.
Since he had a car and the distance was not far, Qiao Lin simply drove back to his mother's house and bought a bag of vegetables on the way.
"You always bring something with you when you come, but this time you're going back home, so you can just come empty-handed." Qiao Lin's mother took the food from her and said, "You came so early today, why didn't you call in advance?"
"Just stopping by." Qiao Lin helped his mother carry the dishes to the kitchen. "Mom, how about I take you out to buy some new clothes? It happens to be a nice day today, so we can go out for a walk."
"Why buy new clothes? It's not like I don't have clothes to wear. It's so cold..."
"Really not going?"
"Wait for me to put on my coat." Although he said no, the old man, who had stayed at home long enough, walked out of the door very swiftly. Before closing the door, he did not forget to tell his wife to take care of her lunch.
Qiao Lin took his mother for a drive, while Bei Gu, after finishing his breakfast, went out for a run. Even though it was cold outside, he would go out for a run as long as it wasn't raining or snowing.
Bei Qiao returned home, changed her clothes, picked up Tang Yuan and rubbed her. Tang Yuan disliked the coldness on her body and kicked her arm with a paw: "I declined! Shit shoveler, your paws are a bit cold today."
Bei Qiao, who was politely rejected, smiled and took out the cat strips: "Hmm?"
Tangyuan, who was about to raise his paw to leave, quickly rubbed back: But then again, the shit shoveler works so hard hunting, I have to give her face.
After feeding the cat the glutinous rice balls and rubbing its belly, he was politely refused again. Bei Qiao did not take the cat strips again, turned around and went back to the house to log into the other world, left the room and walked downstairs.
Just one day had passed, and the weather outside seemed to have changed. The patrols had become noticeably more frequent than before, and the atmosphere had inexplicably become tense. However, some people didn't understand the atmosphere, for example...
"You still say you don't know the miracle doctor! This person also saw you talking to the miracle doctor here!" The indigenous man who was thrown a few meters away by Bei Qiao yesterday saw Bei Qiao coming downstairs, and immediately ran over to block the stairs, baring his fangs and claws at Bei Qiao from a distance of half a meter.
"Here? I did meet a few girls by chance yesterday and talked to them for a few minutes, but I didn't know she was a miracle doctor." Bei Qiao curled his lips.
"Don't you know she's a miracle doctor?!"
"I'm not sick, why would I ask a stranger if he's a miracle healer?" Bei Qiao raised an eyebrow. It wasn't a professional habit or requirement. Who would spend their days paying attention to other people's physical characteristics, habitual movements, and belongings? The flashes of inspiration during the flashbacks in the storybooks were necessary for the plot. The author needed the protagonist to react at the right moment, and the protagonist would then have a flash of inspiration and discover something unusual.
Aboriginal man: "...Were you calling me sick just now?"
Bei Qiao didn't bother to say anything more. She simply walked past the man, down the stairs, and to the counter. Just now, she had seen a new post from a constable on the forum, stating that Xiaoyue City was under martial law and that players were advised to stay indoors for the next few days. Players with good skills could sign up to help guard the farmland or maintain order.
Bei Qiao wanted to take on a mission, but the constable in charge of recruiting people did not want to recruit her: "Miss, please don't make things difficult for me! Your things are so expensive, and the things we want to protect are not as valuable as the jade pendant on your body." Military farm food is important, but in terms of value alone, gold, jade, brocade and silk are more valuable.
"We really don't need to guard the city walls?" asked a native who also wanted to sign up unwillingly.
"The soldiers are all here, how can we let civilians climb the city walls? What a joke!" The constable rolled his eyes at the man. "It's not like there's no one left." The dynasty was at its peak, and there was no need for everyone to be a soldier. Otherwise, those cowards next door would be unable to sleep at night. Tsk, they always think the dynasty will attack them, but they don't even look at them. The place is not bad, but the people... haha, because of this head that can't be lost, no one wants the land anymore.
This was the first time Bei Qiao had been refused a mission because of her expensive clothing. For some reason, she felt like this constable was treating her like a major nuisance.
The constable in charge of registration: Of course it's a problem. Rich people, especially those who wander around alone without any help, are often runaways, trying to prove their independence. They don't usually break the law or cause trouble, but when something important comes up, they just want to help. And six out of ten of them mess things up. Even if they're nice and try to make amends later, why would I take that risk? It's not like there's no one else doing the work. Wouldn't it be tiring to clean up after someone else's mess?
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