Chapter 595 High Profile
"I'm afraid not today." Xia Yan said without raising his head while sucking on the last piece of lobster meat.
The three people upstairs wailed at the same time: "Why??"
"Because there is no beautiful scenery here, the only thing we can do is stroll on the broken road." Xia Yan returned the leftover lobster shells to the merchant and stood up to wash his hands.
"If you have nothing to do, why don't you take the employees to clean up? So many people are idle. It breaks my heart to see them. I have to get them moving. Go quickly."
"Boss, why are there so many people? It's just the three of us." Xiongxiong's milky voice was full of doubts.
It looked back and saw that it was the only employee in the empty corridor.
Why would the boss say that?
Downstairs, Xia Yan's raised foot just stopped in the air.
"How many people do you think are left?"
"It's me, Zhigang, and Xiaowan. Who else is there?"
“…”
Xia Yan blinked and looked at the hall with severe lack of space and the narrow stairs leading to the upper floor.
She sighed heavily in her heart.
Admit it.
She looked up at Xiaowan on the fifth floor and said, "What did you just ask me?"
Xiaowan: "Oh, are you still going out to play today?"
Xia Yan nodded: "Play."
After so many years, Xia Yan was once again at a T-junction.
The pile of corpses at the corner, whose crystal cores had been pried out, still "stood" in the same place.
The sewage seeped deep into the ground, like a pool of poison.
The further you go in, the more bones are exposed due to the corrosion of the corpse.
In comparison, the three zombies piled on the outer layer look quite "handsome".
Xia Yan smelled a familiar scent and prepared to take her employees in another direction.
At this time, Xiongxiong didn't know what he saw and let out a small "eh".
"What's wrong?"
"I think I see our store's flyer glowing!"
It walked over doubtfully, showing its two sharp claws, and gently pulled out a piece of paper from the tattered hem of the zombie's clothes.
The paper was neatly folded and carefully kept close to the owner's body. If the clothes had not been torn, no one would have noticed it.
When I opened it, the four big words "Resort Hotel" were very eye-catching, and the colors were bright as if they had just been made.
Sure enough, the flyer lit up with a light that became fainter and fainter.
It was a burning light that emanated from four sharp corners.
But Xia Yan hasn't been out distributing flyers for a long time.
"Xiongxiong, let me see."
Xia Yan turned to the back in confusion, looking for the production date, which was actually a long time ago.
"Boss, there's something inside, and it looks square too!" Xiong Xiong said excitedly.
It hooked it with its sharp claws, and a light blue card fell out.
It bounced a few times on the raised concrete floor, then fell flat on its back with a snap.
The figure on the card faces the blue sky with a serious expression.
There are a few lines of small words next to it.
Xia Yan and the other three came over and rotated in the direction of the font.
"Song Yang?!"
"Do you know the boss?"
Xia Yan didn't answer it, but hurriedly said: "Hurry up and see if there is anything else in there."
"Oh, I see."
Xiong Xiong used his sharp claws to completely tear the zombie's clothes into pieces.
Fabric fibers danced in the air like a drizzle.
There's nothing else inside.
"That shouldn't be the case. I remember the three of them were a small team and should be traveling together." Xia Yan murmured.
The employees nearby looked at each other, wondering what she was looking for.
Zhigang looked at the corpses on the mountain, pointed at the other two zombie corpses, and said to Xiongxiong, "See if these two have what the boss wants."
Xiongxiong rushed forward again, waving his claws.
After a while, there were two ding sounds and two more cards fell out.
Xia Yan immediately went over.
After seeing the words clearly, she fell silent.
She continued walking towards her previous destination.
After she left, Xiong Xiong and the other two surrounded her.
Zhichang looked at the words on the card and read them out loud word by word: "Fu, Zhao, Gao Feibai."
Xiaowan frowned, "Who are they?"
Xiong Xiong touched his chin and said thoughtfully, "It's a former customer."
"Why don't I have any impression?" Zhikang and Xiaowan said in unison.
The bear's round eyes swirled around them, and the expression inside his dark pupils could not be seen clearly.
"There are so many guests, how can you possibly remember them all?"
Zhikang and Xiaowan did not ask any further questions and accepted the answer.
As he left, Xiongxiong picked up the three cards and stuffed them deep into his ribs to prevent them from being lost.
"Wait for me!"
Xia Yan never knew that every object and scene here would bring her such a strong sense of familiarity.
In the supermarket with broken doors and windows, dust accumulated and turned into mud, and the freezers were deliberately smashed to pieces.
But Xia Yan still remembers the joy he had when he bought things here for free.
After walking a long way, the park came into view, with cut wooden stakes everywhere.
The huge trees that once stood out from the crowd and were very lush are long gone.
Countless tender green branches sprouted upward from the roots, and young leaves covered with thorns slowly opened.
But it seems that it no longer poses a threat to the surviving humans.
Xia Yan has been very quiet since then.
In fact, her mind was full of mixed thoughts. She kept wondering how those three people could turn into zombies?
Aren’t they high-level psychics? How could they also encounter accidents?
Maybe they are too high-profile and attract people they shouldn't mess with.
I almost wanted to do it myself...
In fact, Xia Yan had a guess in his mind that it was related to Jing Wenbin.
These three are strong and good-looking, so it's entirely possible that they were targeted and captured for experiments...
"Boss, the wind is blowing, let's go back."
"good."
...
Windy nights are perfect for brewing tea around the fire.
Xia Yan and the other three sat around the small tea stove, chatting while reaching their hands to the stove wall.
Even though the fresh air system was gone, the entire hotel wasn't too cold.
Reaching out when seeing a stove seems to be a habitual action engraved in the genes.
Xia Yan bought a few sweet potatoes from the mall, which were said to be very sweet, and threw them in, letting it slowly roast.
After an unknown amount of time, a sweet smell gradually emerged.
Wait until it is thickest and the chopsticks can be easily pierced into it, then it is cooked.
Xia Yan couldn't wait to take it out, sweep off the dust on it, peel off the burnt shell, and the heat and sweetness hit his face.
The first thing you put in your mouth is the roasted honey. The outer layer is slightly burnt, and the inside is soft, sticky and sweet. One bite makes your whole body feel comfortable, and it is very satisfying!
Just as a few people were chatting excitedly, the light above their heads suddenly flickered.
It seems like the voltage is unstable.
As soon as the fire made people's faces red, the lights came on again, but went out again in a moment.
After going back and forth two or three times, the voltage finally stabilized.
Xiong Xiong sat back down with his raised buttocks and said with a smile, "Maybe the wind outside is too strong."
Xia Yan blew away the hot air and ate the sweet potatoes in small bites, knowing in his heart that this had nothing to do with the outside world.
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