Chapter 283: Distinguished Guests
Ding-a-ling~
The clear ringing of bells echoed in waves, ringing only two or three times each time. More and more waiters in black and white uniforms pushed open doors, flitting through every corner like butterflies.
The dead potted plant suddenly sprouted new leaves and grew into a healthy spider plant in the blink of an eye.
Next to it, there are flower pots in a large open space, with money trees, green ivy and various flowers that cannot be named growing in the pots.
Servants with charming jawlines danced around the wall. The historic khaki wall was replaced with new and fashionable embossed wallpaper in the blink of an eye, and the curtains above it hung down in a bright golden red, shaking out small golden beads.
Da, da, da.
They swiftly arranged the furniture, their little leather shoes treading on the wooden floor, which was as smooth as new, with an oily sheen. Not even a hair could be seen, let alone a dead insect.
The anomalies tried their best to exert their cleaning strength. They seemed to put all their strength into hard work, fulfilling the first rule to the extreme - spotless and clean windows and desks.
Ding-ling-ling~ After the last bell rang, silence returned.
Three, two, one—as if someone were silently counting down, a melodious piano music suddenly echoed through the hall. Its melody was tranquil and elegant, as if it came from an ancient era before the age of technology.
The human members all looked up at the stage in the middle of the hall.
The broken piano, which was not much better than a toilet plunger, was replaced by a pure black piano with an ancient charm. The body of the piano was soaked with a layer of silver-white light spots, which looked like stars under the light.
Her appearance alone was extraordinary, and every time the girl in a tuxedo played the piano, it seemed as if she tugged at everyone's heartstrings.
This is a very dangerous and strange power that can cause mental harm to the listener at any time.
But the girl seemed to have no intention of harming anyone. She just used her talent to play the piano while swaying, trying her best to please a distinguished guest.
Click, click.
As the prelude slowed down, a petite beauty dressed as a young girl walked out from among the waiters.
Her hair reached her waist, and she stood in front of the piano with a violin in her hand, plucking the strings to release playful notes.
Three brand new round tables under the stage folded and transformed into snow-white square tables covered with embroidered tablecloths as their melodious music played. Each square table was equipped with only two beige high-backed chairs at the front and back.
They seemed to think that only such decorations were most suitable for entertaining the upcoming guests.
Now almost everyone noticed the purple light flashing outside the door.
The light streaked across the inn, slowly coming to a stop in an open space to the side. The light flickered, the purple glow suddenly fading, transforming into a dark purple sports car before their eyes.
The arrival of the sports car was like a whistle for the meeting. The waiters stopped concentrating on cleaning and, after checking their tasks, naturally split up into groups and headed off in different directions.
Some people stood at the door to greet guests, some ran behind the bar and seriously turned on their computers to operate unknown systems, and some stood in various places as decorations.
More people quickly retreated behind the scenes with cleaning tools, leaving only a few of the most eye-catching waiters.
They walked towards the customers who were still in the restaurant, menus in hand, smiling, and spoke clearly and charmingly: "Please follow me, a suitable table has been arranged."
The waiters who were serving them this time were not only dressed in more formal uniforms, but also extremely polite. Their white-gloved hands gently held the menu, which was thicker than before, with metal edges on all four sides.
I wonder if the menu has changed? Lin Lang was just about to open it to take a look when the waiters led him to the corner and sat down, leaving the tables near the piano and lights empty.
With a swish, the waiter "helped" the guests to draw down the curtain, blocking the view between the corner and the hall.
As the curtain dropped, the main door slowly opened to both sides. The appearance of the door had completely changed, and it was exactly the same as the transparent sensor door of the church.
Crackling!
The two guests' shoulders banged against the glass, one on each side, and forced their way in through the half-open door. The sensor door moved faster, quickly welcoming the two wild... guests into the hotel.
The person on the left had long black hair with a wine-red halo. She was much taller than Chen Xiao'er, wearing a studded jacket and several iron rings on her fingers.
The brunette's right hand pressed tightly against the other's left hand, and she and the blonde walked into the hall at the same time while struggling.
Next to Lan, Xinaya was wearing a formal suit that would have suited her for a high-end restaurant. But now, the suit was covered in suspicious stains, suggesting the owner had endured several brutal street fights.
The curtain couldn't block the perception of the creatures of the abyss. Yu shuddered and quickly lowered his head: It was that devil!
Their breaths touched gently in the space, and Yu immediately realized that the devil had also discovered her.
However, Xinaya had no intention of joining in the conversation; she continued to wrestle with Lan. Neither of them was willing to let go, forcing each other to sit down on their seats.
Snap!
Their elbows touched the table at the same time, veins popping out of both of their arms as they both tried to push the other's hands down first.
Even though there was piano and violin accompaniment, they distorted the scene from a candlelight dinner to an arm wrestling competition.
The waitress who helped take the order was not in a hurry either. She stood by the table with an expressionless face, like an exquisite wax figure.
The sensor door remained open and did not close. Half a minute passed in a flash, and it seemed that a strange breath spread in from the door.
The atmosphere was very peaceful, slowing down the heartbeat and breathing, as if some unnoticed danger was rapidly receding, quietly dissipating as the black-haired girl stepped through the door.
Chen Xiao'er walked into the hotel with Ling on her arm, her gaze moving from her lover to the hall.
Yu's pupils contracted violently: the power of rules that was originally so thin that everyone could ignore it suddenly condensed, and instantly transformed from a thin red velvet rope into a solid iron lock!
Click, click.
She seemed to hear the chains pulling and turning in space and time, and finally... they were firmly tightened.
......
The queen bee opened her eyes in her hive.
Humans often give names to long-standing anomalies. Because these anomalies are extremely dangerous, it's best to have a proper noun to describe them, so people can quickly associate their characteristics with the name.
The weak will run away as soon as they see the powerful monsters, and the powerful hunters and investigators can also fight back as quickly as possible.
The name Queen Bee is quite common and is often used together with the name of a region to distinguish it.
This queen bee is called the queen bee because the interior of its abnormal area is shaped like a honeycomb and contains many rooms with corresponding rules.
At the same time, its appearance is similar to that of an insect, and it has a large number of miscellaneous fish and abnormalities directly classified as "worker bees" under its command, so it is very appropriate to be called the queen bee.
The final reason is its low level of personalization.
Generally speaking, lords who occupy large anomalous areas will have a higher degree of personification, but the queen bee does not show any personification in front of humans.
It also applies the rules rather rigidly, really like an insect fighting on instinct.
But today is different.
The queen bee frowned as she woke up: she smelled the scent of human.
This wasn't a reason for the queen bee to frown, for she was usually busy raising a large number of daughters, so the hive was overflowing with energy secretions. There were always some fearless humans who would come here from time to time to make a fortune.
She did not set any traps at the entrance, but instead deliberately let a few people escape after a while.
The human body and soul can be converted into a large amount of energy secretions. No matter how stupid she is, she will find out which option is more profitable: as long as a few humans escape accidentally, more will be attracted after a while.
This behavior is much more profitable than a one-time transaction, so insects can't help but develop a conditioned reflex.
The Queen Bee frowned because of the drastic change in the environment inside the hive. Her palace was once filled with alienated rocks and delicious magma, but now it has become...
The scene in front of her eyes shook slightly, and her vision was divided into two layers in the dizziness, just like a translucent filter covered on a painting, and the color changed from time to time.
She didn't realize that her level of personification had increased along with her IQ, and that she had developed complex thinking abilities. She just naturally thought that this strange place was somewhat dangerous and no longer her happy home.
The queen bee naturally didn't understand that her property rights had expired and she needed to contact Chen Xiao'e for review and renewal. She immediately extended her perception to the nursery, fearing that some cunning human would rob her family and exterminate her.
Her eyes swept over the solid insect eggs in the nest, and she breathed a sigh of relief: at least the baby is still there.
She doesn't care about those garbage worker bees. Even if humans really break into this abnormal area, she will only fly away with a few of the best-qualified babies.
There are many cocoons next to the eggs. These cocoons are not the pupae of worker bees. The sticky "silk threads" on them are plastic wrap used to preserve food, and there are some young humans wrapped inside.
The queen bee's brain became more useful than before, and she immediately retrieved her recent memories.
She has been hunting these young humans these days because it brings more despair to humans - why should I let them despair?
Hmm... because it can extract more energy from intense human emotions?
This should be the correct answer, but the queen bee always feels that she has forgotten something important.
[“You’re awake.”] An emotionless voice sounded in her consciousness.
Who? The Queen Bee and the entire monster were terrified. The ritual was very close to her core. Being able to penetrate her consciousness meant the enemy had enough power to damage the core!
[“Enemy? You took so long to recite my name. Have you forgotten the contract between us?”] The voice was still emotionless, but for some reason, one had the illusion that it would tighten its fingers and crush it to death at any moment.
Gurgle.
The queen bee lowered her head and said respectfully: "What instructions do you have? I will offer you the energy in the storage room." She also had her own little ideas. The bulk of the energy was hidden in the nursery.
She was willing to spend money to avoid disaster but was not willing to give it all away, as she had to keep some for raising her children.
[“It seems you’ve indeed forgotten the contract. I—am here to help you.”]
Despair said coldly, "I'll give you some advice on the rules, just follow them."
"Yes." The queen bee bit her lips nervously: her mouthparts had somehow turned into soft human lips.
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