13 The Man-Eating Hot Pot Restaurant (Part 2)
◎He has a pig's head on his neck◎
[The mission has been successfully accepted. Please complete it before dawn.]
After Zhu Ning finished reading the content of the "grave post", the page suddenly flickered, and then an address was displayed. After that, the post disappeared completely, and no matter how hard he refreshed it, he could not find the previous one.
Zhu Ning searched for keywords online to find more information, but only found a post from 32 years ago saying that the food at this restaurant was personally tested and delicious.
There was too little information. The system said it would be completed before dawn. It was now 12:06 and sunrise time was 6:02, so she probably still had six hours.
She entered the address into the navigation software, and luckily it was searchable, otherwise she wouldn't even be able to find the mission location.
Before setting off, Zhu Ning faced a box of standard weapons and began to think: What kind of weapons are suitable to bring to eat hot pot?
In the end, Zhu Ning chose two guns and brought two daggers, and there was also an explosive on her system panel that could blow up a thirty-story building.
Compared to the fisherman last time, this time she at least had enough firepower. She put on her work clothes to prevent herself from being parasitized by contaminated spores. Finally, she put on a helmet and carried a full set of cleaning tools on her back.
Before leaving, she glanced at the mirror, which reflected a woman wearing a "motorcycle suit", carrying a black backpack more than one meter long, and a black helmet covering her face. The high-tech material reflected a cold light.
Well, good, very criminal-like.
Zhu Ning lives in a slum. The "community" is called Beehive. The population density here is high and almost all the residents are defective. Because their identities are not checked, there may be other strange tenants.
She guessed that she must have some desperado or wanted criminal as her neighbor because there was a black market shop downstairs from her house.
Time was running out, and Zhu Ning couldn't walk to the scene. She had to choose a means of transportation. With the look on her face, she could just take a public taxi and report to the cleaning center on the spot.
There was a cool motorcycle parked in front of the black shop. Zhu Ning fell in love with it at first sight. The lines were smooth and the body was perfect, like a crouching cheetah. It was a perfect match for her. It was simply Zhu Ning's name written all over it.
The proprietress of Big Wave was smoking at the door and looked Zhu Ning up and down, trying to gauge whether he could afford it.
Zhu Ning now has money in his hands and is very confident. "Boss, how much is this car?"
Big Wave boss lady: "Four million Singapore dollars."
Zhu Ning: “…”
Very good, she is depressed. Why can’t she afford a scooter even though she works so hard to sweep the garbage?
Zhu Ning whispered: "Rent?"
The proprietress flicked the ash off her cigarette and said, "Not for rent."
Zhu Ning whispered, "Then..."
"I'll take you wherever you're going," the proprietress said. "Five hundred Singapore dollars a trip."
Very good, an acceptable price. Zhu Ning's momentum had long been low. In front of the boss lady, it didn't matter if he was carrying a standard weapon. He was as soft as a little lamb.
"Are we leaving?" The proprietress put out her cigarette.
"Walk."
This conversation is becoming more and more like hailing a motorcycle illegally in front of the train station.
The proprietress took a look at the address Zhu Ning gave her. Zhu Ning became cautious and did not really let her deliver the food to the hot pot restaurant. Instead, she delivered it to a restaurant two blocks away.
"Are you sure it's here?" asked the proprietress.
Zhu Ning: "Sure."
The proprietress said: "The little girl knows how to have fun."
Zhu Ning: “?”
She looked down at the store she had randomly located. It was a duck shop. With a minimum spending of S$8,888, one could raise one of their famous ducks.
Zhu Ning: “…”
She is now just thankful that, fortunately, I wore a helmet when I went out! Once you wear a helmet, no one will love you, and no one will know who you are!
The proprietress was a ruthless person who spoke little. She sent Zhu Ning directly to the door of the duck shop, and then drove away on her motorcycle without asking any questions, leaving behind only a trail of exhaust gas.
Zhu Ning stood under the pink "Noble Queen" sign, looking like a poor little child abandoned by his parents.
There was a man at the door of "The Noble Queen", who should be the owner of the duck shop. He was standing against the railing. He was thin, with very white skin, and looked quite handsome, like a little star.
The shop owner's eyes lit up when he saw Zhu Ning, and his first words were: "Try it?"
These two simple words destroyed Zhu Ning's last bit of confidence. She had lived too much tonight.
She had wanted to ask the shop owner tactfully about a nearby hot pot restaurant, but when she saw the dark purple turtleneck and tight sweater he was wearing, she backed off.
Zhu Ning only had doomsday survival skills, but no skills in dealing with a duck shop. This person must be a cunning person, and she was afraid that he would trick her into it.
"Thank you, I'm not here to spend money." Zhu Ning squeezed out these words from his throat.
Mission, Zhu Ning reminded herself, she had a mission. It was now 12:56 PM, and there were only five hours left until the mission was over. She had to hurry.
Man: "Oh, that's fine, I'm just asking."
The man was a little confused when he saw the backpack Zhu Ning was carrying. He appeared in the middle of the night, wearing a motorcycle suit, a mask, and carrying a backpack, looking like a murderer.
He raised his eyebrows and said calmly, "Where are you going? Can I show you the way? The roads here are quite complicated."
The shops here are all low-class. The roads are winding and like a maze. Many people get lost when they come in. How could this person be so kind? He even gives directions?
Zhu Ning: "I'm looking for a hot pot restaurant."
"Hot pot restaurant?" The owner's expression changed noticeably. "Okay, come back again?"
"What's wrong?" Zhu Ning asked.
He glanced at Zhu Ning and said slowly, "We don't go near that place. We heard it's a haunted shop. It's been closed for decades, but every time we pass that street, we can still smell the smell of hot pot. It's so weird."
Zhu Ning frowned. From the information she had found, this restaurant closed down thirty years ago. How could it still smell like hot pot?
"It's quite strange, and there's an inexplicable meaty aroma. I can't tell what kind of meat it is. I don't think I've ever eaten it, but it's definitely not pork, beef, or mutton. Many people say it's human flesh, but I don't know if that's true."
Zhu Ning: “?”
Human meat hotpot?
Zhu Ning asked, "Why did the store go bankrupt?"
"I've also heard that in our area, stores often open and close, but this one has been open the longest. It seemed to be very popular at first, with lines of three hours waiting for a meal. Then the owner fell ill and couldn't keep the business going, but he didn't want to sell it, so he simply closed the store to focus on his recovery."
"Are you sick?" Zhu Ning asked, "What's wrong?"
"I don't know. It's a shame that such a prosperous store is gone just like that."
Zhu Ning pondered for a moment, feeling something was amiss. Medical expenses in the wasteland world were extremely expensive. If the shop owner was ill and needed money, why didn't he sell the business?
Such a popular hotpot restaurant, as long as the owner wants to transfer it, a bunch of people will line up to take it. Is the owner already so rich?
Zhu Ning asked, "Is there anyone alive inside?"
"How is that possible?" He laughed. "It's been thirty years, sister. It's been a dead shop. If someone still lives in it..."
He paused, looked at Zhu Ning with a pair of dark eyes, and asked, "Do you think he is a human or a ghost?"
It makes sense. Why would the system allow her to rescue survivors of a shop that closed thirty years ago? Is this person who has lived in a polluted area for thirty years truly human?
If he wasn't a human, why did the system ask Zhu Ning to rescue him?
This system should be a good system. Its goal is so great that it can purify polluted land and save the human home. It is unlikely to let Zhu Ning do dirty things.
Zhu Ning asked, "Are they still open?"
"You know what, I actually passed by and took a look before. There was a wall built inside the door. I don't know who built it, maybe to prevent people from accidentally entering."
Zhu Ning thought so too. If the store was still open, it must have been closed down.
"What are you doing there?" The more he looked at Zhu Ning, the more suspicious he felt.
Zhu Ning: "It's hard to say."
Shop owner: “?”
He has been in the business for so many years and has seen all the cunning people he should have seen. Zhu Ning at least made up a lie to deceive him. What do you mean it's hard to say?
"Then I won't ask anymore. I'll show you the way. You definitely won't find it with the navigation. Just turn right at the next intersection, then right again, and right again. If you turn three times, you'll get there. If you really can't find it, you can just follow the smell."
"I hope to see you tomorrow."
Zhu Ning, who was still remembering the route: "..."
I thank you for your blessing.
Zhu Ning left the Noble Queen store and followed the directions to another street. This street was very deserted, with no one around. There was a prominent warning sign on the street: "Area ahead is contaminated, please detour."
Zhu Ning was stubborn and walked into the cordon, and easily found the hot pot restaurant. The duck restaurant owner was right, the food here was very delicious.
The beef tallow hotpot was mixed with a meaty aroma, a very strange aroma indeed. The brain could identify it as meat, but it had no idea what kind of meat it was.
To be frank, it's the middle of the night and I'm a little hungry.
Half of the hot pot restaurant is sunk into the ground. It should be because the owner of the hot pot restaurant has little money and cannot afford to rent a shop on the ground, so he can only choose a semi-underground shop.
But based on Zhu Ning's previous experience in finding food, this location is an excellent fly restaurant. This restaurant must be delicious when it is alive, no, when it is still operating.
The hotpot sign was still lit, though a little shaky. The sign was even crooked, and the word "hotpot" was probably flickering due to a short circuit.
There is a line of small words next to it: Open 24 hours.
Before going in to die, Zhu Ning wanted to give himself some insurance.
She had to let people know that she had entered the contaminated area, and even if she didn't handle it properly, the people at the cleaning center had to react quickly enough to come and clean it up, to prevent the contaminated spores from escaping and contaminating the entire area.
Zhu Ning thought about it and found Li Nianchuan's contact information. The employee wristband will automatically display the employee's status.
A string of small words followed Li Nianchuan's name: Mental pollution, hospitalized.
Since they were all colleagues, Zhu Ning decided to express his sympathy to Li Nianchuan and sent him a message: "Are you okay?"
Li Nianchuan didn't reply for a long time. Zhu Ning thought that he might be in the medical department receiving treatment and unable to communicate. About a minute later, Zhu Ning received a message: "Sister! Woof!"
Zhu Ning: “…”
She was so embarrassed by the sound of "Wang" that she tapped her toes on the ground. Boy, when you recover from your mental pollution, you will regret it when you see your chat history.
Li Nianchuan didn't receive any message from Zhu Ning, so he sent a very resentful expression.
Zhu Ning forced himself to chat with him, "You haven't recovered from the pollution yet?"
"They drew a lot of blood and gave me a lot of injections." Li Nianchuan sent a crying emoji.
What, is this seeking comfort?
Li Nianchuan: "Can you give me a gift?"
Zhu Ning: "What?"
Li Nianchuan: "I want a pair of wings on fire."
Zhu Ning closed the communication page with a snap. This is not normal. This person is too abnormal!
Zhu Ning took a deep breath and sent scheduled messages to Xu Meng, Fang Ying, and the official technical support department.
The speed inside the contaminated area was different. If she hadn't left within an hour, she would have been killed. The help message she had set would automatically be sent to Xu Meng and Fang Ying, letting them know her whereabouts.
Of course, Zhu Ning didn't really want to use this layer of insurance.
After finishing the setup, Zhu Ning walked down the stairs. She walked very slowly, observing her surroundings. The stairs were covered with moss, fallen leaves, and some discarded garbage.
From the outside it looks like it has been abandoned for a long time.
The shop was not fully open, and the roller shutter was half down, so it was difficult to see what was inside from the outside. Zhu Ning noticed that there was no stone wall as the duck shop owner had mentioned.
A warm red light leaked out, and so did the fragrance. It was a store that had been "dead" for thirty years, but now it looked like there were people inside.
Zhu Ning had dealt with murlocs before, so she was much calmer this time. This was definitely a contaminated area. She had watched some witcher courses at home today, which taught people how to quickly kill pollutants.
Unfortunately, killing pollutants is a very long course, and Zhu Ning only attended three classes. He put the rest of the course in his secondary brain, planning to review it when he has time.
There are many notices posted on the rolling door.
Job announcement: Now recruiting a cashier, food and accommodation provided, high school diploma or above required, age under 35 years old, salary 3500 SGD per month.
Recruitment notice: Now recruiting a food preparation worker, food and accommodation provided, no educational background or age limit, more than 5 years of relevant work experience, monthly salary of 5,000 Singapore dollars.
Recruitment notice: Now recruiting an agent store manager, food and accommodation provided, bachelor degree or above, age under 35, monthly salary 10,000 SGD.
There were ten job postings, and it seemed like his family was short of all kinds of workers: dishwashers, cleaners, food processors, waiters, and even garbage collectors.
Next to the job recruitment notice is a rescue notice.
Help needed: Because my family member is ill and has a serious genetic defect, I urgently need a C-type gene bone marrow match. If there is any kind-hearted person, I will be very grateful.
Then the help post turned into a reward post.
Reward: A large sum of money is offered for the eye, up to 300,000 Singapore dollars can be paid.
Reward: A large sum of money is offered for a kidney, up to 800,000 Singapore dollars.
Reward: A large sum of money is offered for the mutant's genes, up to 1.5 million Singapore dollars.
Reward: ...
The more Zhu Ning looked at it, the more he felt something was amiss. Missing one or two was understandable, but why was he missing everything? With the organs the store offered as a bounty, he could have formed a whole new person.
There are even mutant genes. Is this mutant the sixth-class citizen that Fang Ying mentioned?
Zhu Ning had made up for the lesson before setting off. As long as a single contaminated spore escapes, it can contaminate the entire area, so the existence of cleaners is so important.
From these bounties and revelations, he deduced clues that a mutant had died here before. Zhu Ning was still thinking about it when he suddenly heard a muffled sound.
The rolling door was suddenly pulled up from the inside, and a man stood in front of it.
He was dressed in a butcher's suit, a black leather apron, a large knife in his left hand, and a pig's head above his neck.
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