"Lucy is sticking to Qian Jian again. She doesn't even consider the huge age difference between them. It's disgusting to me."
"What does it matter if you're disgusted? As long as Manager Qian likes it, that's all."
"Well, that's true. Forget it, let's go over there and help put the chairs in place. Out of sight, out of mind."
Several male and female colleagues gathered in the back garden, disgusted by Lucy's behavior.
At that time, the male waiter had already rushed to the first floor lobby.
"Hurry...quickly call the medical center! Something has happened to a guest!" He rushed to the front desk panting and ordered the receptionist to make the call immediately.
However, the front desk staff was skeptical: "Which guest had an accident? What happened?"
The male waiter was anxious and angry. He simply picked up the phone himself. "Hello, is this the medical center? This is the XX Hotel. There's a guest on the 5th floor. She's...she's very thirsty. She drinks any water she sees. And then...then she became a little confused...yes, that's about it..."
After saying that, he hung up the phone and leaned his arms on the front desk, still a little overwhelmed.
The receptionist nearby looked bewildered. "Water shortage...? Are you sure this requires help?"
Aren’t you the one who delivers the meals, the receptionist thought to herself, if the guest wants water, why not just deliver a bottle?
However, she did not say all that was in her mind and just continued to check in other guests who came to the hotel.
Soon an ambulance arrived with its sirens on, flashing red and blue lights alternately, adding a lot of tension to the originally harmonious hotel.
Susan and many colleagues in the department saw this scene.
"What's wrong? Did something happen?" someone asked suspiciously.
"Who knows? Let's go and take a look."
Susan felt her hands trembling and her heartbeat suddenly began to accelerate.
She couldn't explain why, but the moment she saw the ambulance, she inexplicably remembered the mosquito bites Song Yue had mentioned.
Could it be...insect poisoning?
Thinking of this, her steps seemed to be out of control and she followed the crowd into the hall.
On the 5th floor of the hotel, the male waiter and the front desk clerk led the way.
"Doctor, this is it! Just now, a customer was drinking water from my dining cart, then went for another drink. He looked abnormally thirsty!"
Following the direction of his finger, a group of medical staff froze in shock, then looked at each other in confusion: "Where is she?"
The male waiter looked at the empty corridor, his throat choked: "Maybe... he went back to his room..."
"The fact that he can go back to his room means he is still conscious and able to move. Could you be mistaken?" a medical worker asked him.
"Yes, I confirmed with you at that time that the guest might just be too thirsty?" The front desk staff also nodded.
Even the waiter himself was confused.
Was it really a case of his misjudgment? Was the guest simply thirsty, and therefore acting rudely in a hurry?
But...but, the guest looked really strange at that time!
The waiter pursed his lips, trying hard to think about how he should explain.
Was it that the woman's eyes were wide open and her expression was ferocious? Or that she had drunk too much water and her stomach might burst?
No, it seems that no matter how I say it, it's wrong. If he were a medical worker, he would probably think it was a misunderstanding.
After a struggle between his conscience and his desires, he finally loosened his fist and whispered, "...Maybe I made a mistake... Sorry..."
call--
It turned out to be a false alarm.
The medical staff breathed a sigh of relief: "It's okay, as long as no one is hurt, that's the greatest happiness for us."
The receptionist patted him on the back and consoled him, "It's good that you're okay. If anything were to happen, we'd all be doomed."
"Hmm..." He hummed absentmindedly.
He couldn't describe his feelings, he just felt very dazed, as if he had clearly grasped something important, but in the end had to let go due to lack of direct evidence.
Forget it, maybe he is just too suspicious.
The male waiter collected his thoughts and said to the front desk, "Take them down first. I'll clean up the dining cart."
The ambulance arrived suddenly and left suddenly.
Looking at the empty stretcher, those who originally wanted to watch the excitement suddenly lost interest.
"Oh - it seems it was just a false alarm~"
"There's nothing to see, let's all go."
Several colleagues in the department also retracted their necks and walked back angrily.
Only Susan was still nervous.
She didn't go back to the back garden like her colleagues. Instead, she walked to the front desk and asked, "Hello, could you tell me which guest was in trouble just now?"
The receptionist glanced at her and said, "Sorry, I don't know that either."
Susan thought the other party was unwilling to tell her out of professional ethics, so she changed the question and asked, "Then...can I ask which floor it is?"
Receptionist: "5th floor."
What? 5th floor...!
Susan's heart skipped a beat. Isn't that the floor where their colleagues in the department live?
"Well, let me ask one more question. I am also a tourist staying on the 5th floor. Everyone on the 5th floor is from our department. I am a little worried now. Could you please tell me the room number where the accident happened?" He handed over his ID card.
The receptionist took the ID and checked it on the computer. It turned out to be a guest from the 5th floor, so she changed her tone slightly: "My colleague said he saw a female guest on the 5th floor. She was drinking a lot of water and looked abnormally thirsty. She even overturned my colleague's food cart, but the medical staff didn't find anything unusual. That's all I know. You can go upstairs and ask my colleague; he's still cleaning up."
Susan: “Okay, thank you!”
He took back his ID card and rushed into the elevator.
Ding~ The elevator stopped on the 5th floor.
In the hallway, she spotted the waiter the receptionist had pointed to and hurried over to ask. The waiter's answer was essentially the same as what the receptionist had said.
Looking at the waiter's departing back, she fell into deep thought.
Suddenly, the bright white floor tiles reflected a ray of water.
Wait, water sheen? Water stains!
There are water stains on the ground!
She seemed to know how to find someone!
Her heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and she took a few deep breaths, trying to calm herself down.
Following the watermarks on the ground, she walked forward step by step.
Finally stopped at the door of Room 503.
503, isn’t that Lucy living there?
Suddenly, she remembered something!
More than 20 minutes ago, she was helping to carry a table in the back garden and accidentally saw Lucy flirting with Qian Jian. She didn't look closely at the time, but she happened to see a scene.
Qian Jian stroked Lucy's arm and said with a smile that she was just bitten by a mosquito.
Mosquitoes...it's mosquitoes!
Susan's pupils suddenly widened, and she felt a chill running from her head to her feet.
Ten minutes ago, room 505.
After dinner, Song Yue began to think about how to spend the next six weeks.
At first she planned to just stay indoors and get through the six weeks.
After all, she has no shortage of food, water, and electricity, so she can play in stand-alone mode.
But then she suddenly remembered that she still had a necessary task 2 - to build a small shelter.
Well, how should I put it, it is impossible to play alone, the system will force her to go online no matter what.
"A small shelter..." she muttered to herself. Suddenly, she remembered to confirm something and asked the system, "099, are you there?"
System: [I am here]
"How do you define 'small'?"
[Return to the host, covers an area greater than or equal to 500 square meters, can accommodate a population greater than or equal to 150 people, has a certain degree of risk resistance, and is considered a small shelter]
Song Yue: ???
500 square meters, 150 people? And it needs to be risk-resistant?
This is no different from a military defense project, right?
[There is a difference.] Hearing her mental complaints, the system very considerately said, [Military defense projects need to meet the requirements of weapons and artillery, you don't need to consider this.]
Song Yue: ...Okay, thank you...
Returning to the present, she learned that the small shelter wasn't "small" at all, and began to think about what to do.
The hotel definitely does not meet the requirements, and the requirement of "having a certain ability to resist risks" alone does not meet the requirements.
For example, the room 505 where she lived was built on the seaside and was affected by the sea humidity all year round. The window frames had become seriously deformed, the window glass on both sides could not be closed, and a full two fingers' width was exposed.
Living in such a room is like covering one's ears and stealing the bell.
As long as insects want to come in, it's easy.
So she had to change her residence destination.
Where is the right place?
Supermarkets, car rental shops, clothing stores, barbecue restaurants...all the island buildings she had seen flashed through her mind.
No, these areas are too small and not safe, Pass!
Then all that’s left is…the hospital!
Yes! There is a medical center on the island. She has never been there, but she has seen the sign.
The hospital's building has a higher risk resistance level than civilian buildings. In addition, there are medicines and medical staff there. She has reason to believe that it is definitely her best choice to complete her mission!
She did it right away and stuffed all the original owner's luggage and belongings into the space, leaving only a backpack and a small amount of supplies in the bag.
Just as she was about to open the door, she suddenly heard a lot of noise coming from outside.
"Help, help... someone come quickly..."
The room card in her hand fell on the carpet. Susan stood at the end of the bed, her face pale with fear!
On the pure white bed, a completely unrecognizable person was lying on his back.
If she hadn't been wearing Lucy's clothes, she wouldn't have recognized the gray figure as Lucy.
No, that can no longer be called a human body!
It's clearly a pile of skeletons!
His skinny body was half-sunken in the quilt, and his skin was visibly thin and brittle, as if it would crack if blown.
His eyes stared fiercely at the ceiling, his jaw opened wide, and his fingers twitched. It was obvious that he had suffered great pain before his death.
At this moment, Susan could no longer contain the fear in her heart. She stumbled out of the room and shouted desperately towards the empty corridor: "Someone... Someone come and save me..."
After he finished speaking, his legs went limp and his whole body fell sideways beside the door frame like mud without a skeleton.
Just then, there was a sudden clicking sound behind me.
It sounded like the sound of silkworms chewing mulberry leaves.
But why are there silkworms in the room? !
A horrifying guess suddenly arose in her mind, and then, like a robot without oil, she looked back stiffly and slowly.
On the single bed, Lucy's gray and dry skin was trembling slightly, and from time to time, something was crawling under her skin.
Those invisible things were moving extremely fast. Every time they passed through a place, they would push up a small moving bulge on the skin, which was very scary!
Help……!
Susan screamed in her heart.
She wanted to get up, but her legs seemed to have lost all feeling and she couldn't move at all!
Damn it, move! Move!
She beat her legs hard, tears streaming down her face, but the weird thing was that no matter how hard she beat them, she didn't feel any pain at all.
It turns out that when people are in extremely frightened situations, their nerves will really collapse!
Those horror movies were right. She used to make fun of them and mock the directors for being exaggerated. But she didn't expect that today, at this moment, when fear came upon her, she realized how naive her previous thoughts were!
Countless thoughts flashed through her mind, but in the end, when her eyes fell on the insect that broke through the skin, only one thought remained in her mind.
Run away!
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