Shengju
The dungeon that Sheng Ju was going to enter was scheduled for a week later. Uncle Cui was so anxious that he couldn't sleep well, but he didn't seem nervous. Even when He Lizhou asked him to put aside the affairs of the hotel and concentrate on preparing for the dungeon, he refused.
Sheng Ju lowered his head and carefully spread a layer of jam on the bread slice. "The hotel is so busy right now and needs more manpower. I definitely can't back down. Zhou Zhou, wait for me to get two more employees in this instance to help you with the work."
He knew Uncle Cui was worried, so he grinned at him again, "Uncle Cui, it's okay, my skills are all space-related, I am like a fish in water!"
Uncle Cui looked at Sheng Ju's heartless appearance, smiled and sighed, "Forget it, you are all grown up, just be sure of yourself."
We first entered Infinite Flow and met each other three or four years ago. During these three or four years, other employees joined us one after another. Although time has stopped and everyone's faces have not changed, their minds are no longer as naive as they were at the beginning.
Sheng Ju laughed and took a bite of the bread covered with jam, "…Wow! So sour!"
Everyone laughed. Peng Ningyu reached for the jam bottle and asked, "Did you mistake hawthorn jam for strawberry jam?"
Sheng Ju was so upset that his head was dazed. It took him a while to understand the four words. "I didn't pay attention. I just looked at the color."
The atmosphere was just right, and a customer came over and asked, "Boss He?"
He looked around at the faces of the people in the room, still a little confused, "Are you an employee of the hotel? I want to see if Boss He is here?"
He Lizhou put down his chopsticks and said, "It's me, what's wrong?"
Seeing that the guest did not look panicked, He Lizhou guessed that nothing serious had happened.
Sure enough, the guest looked a little embarrassed. "Excuse me for bothering you during breakfast. I just want to ask, I see the bed in the room is quite big, can I stay with my partner?"
ah?
The singles in the room looked at each other, obviously none of them had thought about this question.
Seeing that everyone was silent and looked strange, the guest thought that some taboo had been violated, and waved his hands repeatedly, "It's okay, it's okay if you can't, I won't force it."
He Lizhou thought about it and said, "Actually... it's OK, right?"
He hesitated, and finally added: "Just don't add new people to the hotel."
The customer blushed, "How could that be? Thank you, Boss He, for your understanding. I will go pick up my partner right away."
He came and went in a hurry. After being treated like this, He Lizhou had a new idea, "Can we leave a floor to place beds, just as a temporary lounge, and rent separate rooms for long-term guests?"
Many players do not stay in the transit hall for long. They are always on edge and, like Rongjia, frequently refresh dungeons to ensure their sharpness and thinking. What these players need is not a guest room, but a place to take a short rest and regroup.
He Lizhou told Rong Jia about his inspiration, and Rong Jia strongly agreed. She also suggested, "We can also make public our experience of entering dungeons in the past four years, or directly provide a place for players to exchange experiences."
He Lizhou was attracted by this proposal and added: "We can buy the copy information directly from the players and then sell it to other players."
Some players are reluctant to tell others which dungeons they have entered. There is actually a precedent for this. Someone accidentally talked about a dungeon he had been through, and was heard by others. It happened that the other person's relative died in that dungeon, so the hatred was transferred, and it was believed that the player did not save the person, so both of them suffered losses.
Since then, the already simple communication in the transfer hall has become even less, and every player who passes by is almost ignored.
This situation did not improve until the hotel opened, because most of the hotel's facilities are public, and communication is inevitable when employees respond to everyone's needs.
He Lizhou likes this kind of atmosphere very much and is willing to see everyone let down their guard in the inn. In the dungeon, players are always speculating about everyone around them, but when they arrive at the inn, it is time to relax.
The others obviously understood what He Lizhou meant, except Peng Ningyu who came later. He Lizhou briefly explained it to her, and finally the proposal was passed unanimously by the employees.
"Where do we put the intelligence center? Add a floor to the inn or a separate building?"
Everyone gathered around He Lizhou, looking at the hotel blueprint and thinking for a while. There was nothing around the hotel, and there was a lot of open space. "Let's build a small building outside. It wouldn't be appropriate to build it inside the hotel because it would be noisy."
Finally, Mi Tao made the final decision. Although Mi Tao didn't talk much after arriving at the hotel and his presence seemed to be reduced, every word he said was sharp. And I don't know if it was because of Ni Peng's death, Mi Tao became more and more calm, and sometimes, even the people in the hotel were reliable.
Everyone watched He Lizhou choose a location, and within a few minutes, a small building rose from the ground.
Rong Jia smacked his lips, "The system is really capable."
"In his place, he can change the landscape with just a casual response, and he might even be able to read our minds and know what we are thinking."
Sheng Ju said it casually, but He Lizhou took it to heart. Yes, if the system can check the hotel situation at any time, it will often be disadvantageous to him.
He Lizhou's eyes sank slightly. He didn't say it rashly, but he already had a plan in mind. Now he just had to wait for the hotel to be upgraded to a formal transit hall.
The flow of time in the dungeon is different from that outside. After Sheng Ju entered the dungeon, no one knew when he would come out, so everyone in the inn was a little absent-minded these few days.
Most of the first batch of guests who entered the hotel did not have enough points to enter the more advanced virtual commerce, so they came to the hotel with the mentality of giving it a try. They were grateful for the low points set by the hotel, so they were not picky about them and even comforted them instead.
Sheng Ju showed up in the hotel on the afternoon of the third day, covered in blood. He Lizhou was hiding in the attic. When he looked up, he saw Sheng Ju fainted on the ground. He was horrified and hurried forward.
Although his coming out meant that his life was no longer in danger, looking at the situation he was seriously injured and there was no way he could escape.
He Lizhou didn't dare to move Sheng Ju rashly. Although the injuries he received in the copy would be weakened to a certain extent after leaving, they would still remain. He Lizhou was afraid that moving him would make the injuries worse.
No matter what their identities were before entering the game, after entering the game, they all learned some medical knowledge to a certain extent, but He Lizhou could not figure out what was wrong with Sheng Ju's injury.
Thinking that Peng Ningyu was a forensic doctor, He Lizhou called her up and said, "Let's not make it public, especially keep it a secret from Uncle Cui first."
Uncle Cui is old and can't stand the shock, so He Lizhou plans to wait until Sheng Ju gets better before telling Uncle Cui.
As soon as He Lizhou finished speaking, Uncle Cui appeared from behind him and said, "What are you hiding from me? Boss He, you can't be like this!"
Uncle Cui was filled with grief, but he didn't pursue He Lizhou any further. "Did something happen to Xiaosheng? He has always been careless."
Since Uncle Cui knew about it, there was no need to hide it anymore. He Lizhou admitted guiltily, "The injury seems to be quite serious. I'll ask Ning Yu to go take a look."
Mi Tao followed from somewhere and took off his gloves, "I'll go take a look too. I was the one who took care of Ni Peng when he was injured before."
He is now much calmer when mentioning Ni Peng.
The two of them squatted beside Sheng Ju, feeling his pulse and peeling his eyelids, but still to no avail.
The two of them shook their heads in confusion, "It looks like there are no external injuries, could it be internal injuries?"
“Knock knock.”
There was a knock on the attic door. He Lizhou turned around and opened the door, and saw a woman outside.
She had her hair tied up behind her head and wore glasses. She looked young but very calm. "Hello, Mr. He. I heard your conversation downstairs. It seems that something happened at Shengju. I'm a doctor. I'm taking the liberty to recommend myself."
Peng Ningyu thought the voice sounded familiar, so she leaned over to take a look and was shocked: "President Yang!"
When Yang Wanhe heard the familiar name, he looked at Peng Ningyu and actually recognized her. "You are a student of our school."
Peng Ningyu stood up and introduced everyone: "This is the Dean of our school's medical school, almighty!"
When teachers and students meet in this place, there is always an indescribable sense of weirdness and helplessness.
However, the current situation did not allow everyone to be sad, so they quickly welcomed Yang Wanhe into the house and nervously waited for the final diagnosis and treatment results.
"Loss of consciousness, loss of perception and reaction to surroundings; eyeballs rolled up and pupils dilated; no internal or external injuries."
Yang Wanhe pondered: "Based on the type of copy you mentioned, I think his mental strength has been greatly impacted."
He Lizhou was silent for a while, "How to relieve it?"
Yang Wanhe smiled and said, "I don't know if you have ever read a fantasy novel. When your mental power is impacted like this, you usually adapt on your own. If you pass this level, your mental power will reach a higher level. If not, you can only... I'm sorry that I can't help you."
This is already a relatively good result. At least everyone knows what happened to Shengju. He Lizhou forced a smile and saw Yang Wanhe off.
When he returned to the attic, everyone had already moved Sheng Ju to He Lizhou's bed.
"Sheng Ju is so awesome, he will definitely make it through!"
However, no one responded. Peng Ningyu's lips trembled slightly and she prayed silently in her heart.
In fact, she didn't know who to pray to, and this was the only way to ease the panic in her heart.
Uncle Cui held his head and stood by the bed without saying a word, like a sculpture.
He Lizhou thought about System 09, but after hesitating, he still didn't go. Going to System 09 is tantamount to seeking the skin of a tiger. No one knows what price they will have to pay to rescue Sheng Ju this time.
He closed his eyes. During the time when Sheng Ju entered the copy, He Lizhou did not receive any reminder from the hotel staff to enter. He thought Sheng Ju was sure, but he did not think of another possibility, maybe Sheng Ju had no way to get to the hotel at all.
The atmosphere in the room became increasingly stagnant and depressing, but Sheng Ju suddenly got up from the bed and looked at He Lizhou intently, "There is Ban Hefeng in the copy."
He Lizhou told Sheng Ju about Ban Hefeng, and Sheng Ju remembered the name. So when he met Ban Hefeng in the copy, the first thing he thought of was the message Ban Hefeng sent to He Lizhou.
After Sheng Ju said that, he lay back down and fell into coma again.
He Lizhou stood up and said, "I'll go contact Ban Hefeng."
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