Suddenly, I ran into three other characters in the corridor at the same time. Although this matter seemed a bit tricky at first glance, it was actually easy to solve after I calmed down and thought about it.
When Wen Nan No. 2 was created, the target chosen was Zhuang Yichen.
In other words, Wen Nan continuously obtains pleasure points from Zhuang Yichen to continuously extend the survival time of Wen Nan No. 2.
In this case, the best way to deal with this situation is to immediately interrupt Zhuang Yichen's pleasure in the master bedroom and make Wen Nan No. 2 disappear on the spot.
In fact, Wen Nan was planning to deal with it in this way, but something unexpected happened in the middle of the process -
The three doors opened one after another, and the three women inside were about to come out.
Just as Wen Nan No. 2 was about to dissipate on the spot like a wisp of smoke, he saw three women stop at the same time.
Then, the three of them turned around at the same time, looked into their guest room, and then smiled strangely at the same time.
Wen Nan No. 2 was a little confused for a moment. Before he had time to think about what was going on, he saw the three women return to their rooms at the same time and close the door.
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At the staircase on the other side of the corridor, four people were crowded together, shoulder to shoulder, looking in the direction of the corridor at the same time, like audiences sitting in rows in a movie theater, with different expressions on their faces.
"Oh my god, three people came out together. We're doomed. It feels like something is going to happen." Alex stood at the outermost position, with half of his body leaning out, and he had a clear view of the situation in half of the corridor.
"Tsk tsk tsk, those who do evil will eventually perish. If I had known this would happen, I would have stayed in my babysitting room and finished the unfinished work with me." Nanny Aunt Zhang kept shaking her head.
"My brother doesn't like you being like this," Qiqi first glanced at Aunt Zhang, then walked around her, went behind Alex, and pushed Alex's shoulder, "You're blocked, let me see, what's going on now? Can my brother get away? If not, I'll have to help!" As she said that, Qiqi rolled up her sleeves and was about to rush into the corridor, but was blocked by Alex.
Meimei, who was standing at the back, raised her hands and covered her eyes. "It's a bit scary. I hope a fight won't break out. Master Ye won't be torn into three pieces. Oh, I dare not look. I dare not look." While saying this, Meimei left two gaps between her fingers and stared at the direction of the corridor.
“Does it look good?”
A familiar male voice came from the stairs behind me.
The four men's backs froze at the same time, and then they turned around together, staring at the man in front of them with extremely confused eyes.
"Mr. Ye, why are you here?" Alex was the farthest away, but he was the first one to come to his senses and ask.
"Wow, brother, can you teleport?" Qiqi said, and couldn't help glancing towards the corridor again. Unfortunately, she was standing too far back, and from her angle, she couldn't see what was happening at the end of the corridor. "Could it be that we were just watching a fake show, and the male lead didn't even show up?"
Aunt Zhang smoothed her hair, with a smile on her face, and said, "Mr. Ye, it turns out that we didn't go to those guests' places at all. Did we misunderstand? If you need anything, you can come to my place to rest."
Meimei was closest to Wen Nan. She stood on the steps just below Wen Nan, looking up with her eyes wide open in shock. "Master Ye, where did you come from, and how long have you been standing behind me?"
Wen Nan didn't answer a single question, walked around the four people, and headed straight for the corridor in front of the row of guest rooms.
The others soon followed.
The morning sun mixed with golden light shone in from the terrace door.
What appeared before everyone's eyes at this moment was an empty corridor. The doors of several guest rooms were closed and there was no sign of the guests. At the end of the corridor, Wen Nan No. 2 had already disappeared without a trace.
"Ah," Zhuang Yichen's soft voice came from behind, "Why are you all stuck here?"
Glancing at everyone, Zhuang Yichen crossed his arms and complained, "It's already dawn and time to go to work, but why are you not working? Are you all just slacking off here?"
Being scolded by the hostess in person, everyone immediately shrank their necks and returned to their respective posts.
Wen Nan glanced at the golden color covering the corridor——
Another night passed peacefully.
There is only one night left before the second main mission.
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Alex was rushing to his western-style kitchen when he suddenly thought of something and yelled, "Ouch!"
Aunt Zhang, who was distracted by the shouting, jumped up in fright, raised her hand and covered her chest, "Oh, why are you so startled? You're going to give me a heart attack."
Alex shook his head, "Stop pretending. I can see that you don't age at all."
Aunt Zhang changed the subject and asked, "What happened to you just now?"
Alex thought about his own problems and became anxious again. "I just took out the wagyu beef to thaw. I was going to make wagyu sandwiches this morning. It's all your fault. You insisted on dragging me to watch some good show. I missed the best processing time. With Chenchen's delicate taste, that batch of meat will definitely not be usable. There is only this batch of A5 wagyu beef in the freezer now. What should I do?"
Aunt Zhang waved her hand and said, "Why not just change to another main dish?"
"The other main dishes that Chenchen wants to eat take at least two hours to prepare. There's simply not enough time."
Aunt Zhang thought about it and said, "I'll help you."
Alex was a little hesitant, "What do you know about Western cuisine?"
Aunt Zhang snorted, "Looking down on me? Take me to your kitchen and I'll show you my skills, and then you'll know. Anyway, if I can't be used, you can just kick me out. If I can be used, you can use me to take the blame if there's a problem. For you, it's a win-win choice, what do you think?"
Alex thought for a moment and felt that there was really no reason to refuse, so he nodded and led the other party to his "territory".
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As the hostess, Zhuang Yichen generously invited all the guests to sit at the table in the western restaurant.
"Xiaojun is also a guest. Why don't we sit down and have breakfast together before driving?" Zhuang Yichen said, pointing to the seat at the back.
Yu Shujun sat over there quietly.
Wen Nan glanced at the empty seats around him, followed and sat next to her.
Yu Shujun was startled, staring at Wen Nan, his eyes said: The male host should sit next to the female host, why are you sitting next to me, an assistant? Wen Nan shrugged, with a calm face, and responded with his eyes: Of course the male host can sit wherever he wants, why do you, an assistant, care so much? Zhuang Yichen, who was standing on the other side of the long table, glanced at the two people sitting side by side, and quickly retracted his gaze, looking at the group of people at the table, and said with a smile: "Guests, please sit wherever you want, don't be restrained."
After everyone was seated, Alex led Aunt Zhang and Meimei to serve the dishes.
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The moment the plate was opened, Zhuang Yichen's brows knitted together, "What... is this?!"
Wen Nan looked at the plate in front of him and saw a bloody and sticky substance in front of him.
It was as if the ingredients were taken directly from a Lingchi execution scene and served in their original flavor.
This reminded Wen Nan of the bloody heart he had just eaten not long ago, and he couldn't help but turn his head and glance at the people around him.
Yu Shujun ignored the other person's gaze, picked up the knife and fork, and began to focus on his own dishes.
On the other side, hearing the hostess' question, Alex kept smiling and announced the name of the dish: "Foie gras stewed with truffle caviar and red wine."
Hearing this name, Zhuang Yichen's brows were twisted so tightly that they could kill a fly. "Alex! Who taught you to cook innovative dishes like this? How can truffles and caviar be paired with red wine stewed foie gras? You don't think that you can put together a delicious dish by just mindlessly piling these ingredients together, do you? How can you, an experienced Western chef, make such a ridiculous and ignorant mistake?"
In front of so many customers, Zhuang Yichen criticized the old employees so mercilessly. It seemed that she was really disappointed with the dishes this time.
Wen Nan couldn't help but look up at Alex who was standing respectfully beside him, but he found that the other person didn't look embarrassed at all. After being criticized, he just turned his head and looked at Aunt Zhang, the nanny not far away.
Aunt Zhang stepped forward and said, "Miss Zhuang, no matter what, it's not too late to try it first and then draw a conclusion."
Zhuang Yichen's brows knitted even tighter, "If I eat this kind of thing, I will vomit."
"No, you try it," Aunt Zhang said, "I guarantee it will taste good. If it doesn't taste good, just spit it out."
Zhuang Yichen cut a piece about the size of half a little fingernail with some doubt, put it between his teeth, and tasted it slowly. Then, his expression became much more relaxed, "Hmm... It tastes really good."
Seeing Zhuang Yichen's reaction, Wen Nan couldn't help but re-examine the bloody food in front of him.
This, wouldn't be like Yu Shujun's heart, which also looks ugly, but tastes as delicious as goose barnacles, right? Just as I was thinking about it, the plate in front of me was taken away.
Wen Nan was startled, and turned around to see Yu Shujun calmly pouring Wen Nan's food into his own plate, and then he got another portion for Wen Nan from somewhere, and whispered without moving his lips: "Don't eat hers, eat mine."
Wen Nan raised his brows slightly and looked at the person next to him meaningfully.
"Hubby," Zhuang Yichen called out from the other side of the long table, pulling Wen Nan back to his senses, "Let's go to work later and drive the new car~"
Wen Nan was stunned. He thought to himself that he was a low-level 996 worker with a monthly salary of just over 10,000 yuan. If he drove a luxury supercar worth nine figures to work, could he still call it work? Was he going to experience the people's life? "No," Wen Nan made up an excuse casually. "I'm not a good driver. I'm not used to driving a sports car. If such an expensive gift gets bumped, I'll feel bad."
Zhuang Yichen snorted lightly, the corners of her lips curled up, but she didn't insist anymore.
In the end, Assistant Xiaojun drove Wen Nan to work as usual.
In order not to arouse suspicion among colleagues in the office, Xiaofei and Wenwen took Ruhuan's ride and left first, while Qiqi and Wennan took the same car.
On the way, thinking of what Yu Shujun had mentioned the night before, Wen Nan asked the question that had been weighing on his mind:
"You said before that you bought the little white dragon by using the shuttle postmark and asking Feng Shui Huan for help?"
Although he didn't understand why the people around him suddenly brought this up, Yu Shujun still replied truthfully: "Well, the qualification to purchase void stones cannot be obtained here. I can only use the shuttle postmark to seek external assistance."
Wen Nan nodded, "So, this shuttle postmark can be used to communicate with players outside?"
Yu Shujun probably guessed what the other party wanted to ask, and replied: "I only have a shuttle postmark to [Feng Shui Huan], and I can only send the simplest text messages."
During the dungeon, the transmission of equipment, props, gold coins, and even signals inside and outside the map is strictly prohibited.
Therefore, even if a special item like [Shuttle Postmark] is used, there are still many restrictions on the transmission of information - for example, messages can only be sent to a specific target, only text messages can be sent, and the content of the message is not allowed to exceed 500 bytes.
But Wen Nan nodded firmly, "The one I'm looking for is the president of the Feng Shui Huan Guild.
"I have a request and a question to ask him." (End of this chapter)
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