Soon a pale-faced middle-aged man dressed in a tuxedo walked over.
"I am the manager of this hotel. All you have to do is survive here for seven days. After seven days, you can return to your own world."
The ghost manager spoke in a sinister tone.
The crowd was terrified and dared not meet his gaze.
Ling Tian, on the other hand, carefully examined the ghost manager.
Because of his profession as a ghost doctor, he discovered that this ghost manager had many health problems.
As a holy healer, solving his problem would be quite simple, but Ling Tian remained silent, knowing that the nail that sticks out gets hammered down.
Moreover, it's better to let people come to you for help than to offer it yourself.
The gratitude owed in these two situations is not the same.
"So what do we need to do?"
Someone asked in a low voice.
"It's simple, just be a regular waiter. If a customer needs service, you have to go there and handle it."
The ghost manager revealed a mouthful of bloody teeth.
The crowd grew even more desperate. If this was a bizarre world, then the hotel guests must be bizarre as well.
Going to serve them in a weird room is like throwing yourself into the lion's den.
"Alright, now follow me, I'll take you to change into your uniforms. Of course, here the customer is king, so if they make any small requests, try your best to accommodate them, but don't anger them. If they do anything to you afterward, the hotel will not be responsible."
The ghost manager casually mentioned it.
Ling Tian analyzed to himself: In other words, as long as certain conditions are not triggered, nothing will happen. It seems that even if the strange entity wants to attack them, it must meet certain rules.
Under the supervision of the ghost manager, everyone changed into their work clothes.
"You can start your shift now. You can't leave your post before the end of the shift. Otherwise, if something bad happens, you can't blame anyone else."
The ghost manager left after saying that.
The group looked at each other, some wanting to stick together for mutual support.
Ling Tian shook his head and left alone to examine the strange hotel.
As for why they left, the staff were just patrolling around the hotel to see if anyone needed help.
Secondly, the strange calling for a waiter is random.
Their work uniforms had a string of numbers on them, presumably their employee ID numbers.
If a strange call occurs, it should be randomly assigned to the corresponding employee number.
Therefore, forming alliances is useless.
An hour passed without us realizing it.
"Beep beep~"
The indicator light on Ling Tian's left chest suddenly lit up, and a mechanical voice came from the walkie-talkie.
"A guest needs service. Please come to the room as soon as possible. Guest room number 303."
Ling Tian understood and immediately turned around and headed towards room 303.
Fortunately, he had already memorized the location of each room number beforehand, so as to avoid being strangely criticized for being too slow in providing door-to-door service, Ling Tian quickly ran over.
In just half a minute, he arrived at the door of room 303.
After tidying up her clothes a bit, she knocked on the door.
"Knock knock..."
"Hello, sir/madam, is there anything I can help you with?"
Suddenly, the door opened by itself, and a sinister voice came out.
"Come in."
Ling Tian remained calm and strolled inside.
"I heard that the hotel recruited some strangers, and it seems to be true."
Suddenly, an old man with a hunched back stood behind Ling Tian.
Ling Tian's hair stood on end, but he turned around expressionlessly and said, "Is there anything you need me to do, sir?"
The old man was taken aback. Why wasn't this guy scared? Usually, people would be terrified by him. What was wrong with this guy?
"It's nothing, I just wanted to absorb some of your yang energy. You don't mind, do you?"
The old man said jokingly.
"You flatter me, sir. Is there anything else I can help you with?"
"What, you think I'm joking!"
The old man's face darkened.
In an instant, Ling Tian felt himself surrounded by a dark aura.
"The customer is God, that's the service philosophy of this hotel. What's wrong with me absorbing a little of your yang energy? If you can't even meet this small request, it seems you're looking for death!"
Ling Tian's heart sank. Who knew what would happen if his yang energy was drained? How could he possibly agree to that?
But judging from the current situation, if I don't agree, the other party is going to make a move.
These weirdos are shameless.
"May I ask why you want to absorb my yang energy?"
Ling Tian tried to find a way to break the deadlock.
"What else could it be? Of course, it's to absorb yang energy to recover from my injuries. Otherwise, why would I stay in a hotel? What's the point of being bored!"
The old man didn't take it seriously.
Ling Tian's eyes lit up: "Ahem, actually I am a doctor, and injuries are also a kind of illness. If I can cure it, could you please not take advantage of my yang energy?"
"doctor?"
The old man was taken aback, then said, "Human doctors are useless against us weirdos."
"No, I am a ghost doctor."
Ling Tian said earnestly.
"Ah...this..."
The old man was skeptical; could this be the ramblings of a young man on his deathbed?
"You should know that the Ghost Doctor is highly respected in our supernatural community. If you dare to deceive me, you will face death."
The old man spoke.
Like people, the supernatural can develop various ailments, and these ailments can only be treated by seeking out a ghost doctor.
There are also battles that occur between strange beings, leaving behind injuries and illnesses.
If this issue is not resolved in a timely manner, it could seriously impact one's future career advancement.
In conclusion, the Ghost Doctor is highly respected within the supernatural world.
"Don't worry, if I can't cure you, you can kill me then."
Ling Tian assured him.
He had just used his abilities to figure out the ghost's condition, and he was 100% confident he could cure it.
"Okay, I'll give you a chance."
The old man nodded.
Ling Tian walked to a table and gestured for him to sit opposite him.
The latter naturally cooperated well.
"Hands out."
"what?"
"Of course, we need to take your pulse. Otherwise, how can we figure out your condition?"
Ling Tian spoke.
"Too."
The old man reached out his hand in cooperation.
Ling Tian began to take his pulse.
As for why everyone could see the old man's problem at a glance, there's no need to go into details.
Of course, it's a process, and secondly, to ensure stability, we need to be able to more accurately diagnose the other person's physical ailments using the Ghost Vein technique.
"That's a minor problem..."
Ling Tian described the old man's symptoms one by one, and the old man became more and more surprised because what he said was very accurate.
"These minor ailments are easy to fix. These are injuries you sustained from previous battles with other strange creatures."
The key issue is the long-standing, accumulated problems. If these problems aren't addressed, it will be highly unlikely that you'll achieve another breakthrough in the future.
Ling Tian said slowly.
The old man's expression changed, and he quickly asked, "Sir, do you have a solution?"
For a moment, even the way people addressed Ling Tian became much more respectful.
Ling Tian lowered his eyes, and the latter's heart skipped a beat.
"My skills are inherited from my ancestors. You know I'm just an ordinary person now. Curing your illness isn't difficult, but the key is having the medicinal herbs, which is difficult for me to collect with my current abilities."
The old man breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this and quickly said, "Sir, you only need to tell me the names of the medicinal herbs, and I will collect them myself. You won't have to trouble yourself. If you cure my illness, I will do my best to help you in the future if you need anything."
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