Chapter 3 Triggering NPC
Yan Chu walked into the hotel, all wet. When checking in at the front desk, the receptionist habitually extended his hand: "ID card."
She subconsciously touched her pocket.
Not to mention her ID card, even her black card and mobile phone were gone, and her pockets were empty.
"I... didn't bring it."
"No?"
The receptionist looked up and gave her a second look.
The girl in front of me was drenched in the rain, with her wet hair sticking to her face in a messy manner. But even so, it couldn't hide her delicate and charming facial features.
The receptionist felt his heart suddenly start beating.
Even so, he could only grit his teeth and say cruelly, "Sorry, I can't check in without my ID."
Just after he finished refusing, he saw the girl half-raised her eyes and looked at him with her beautiful peach blossom eyes.
"Really?"
"this……"
The receptionist couldn't stand the look and quickly made a decision that went against her boss's will: "I...I'll think of a way."
Yan Chu curled the corner of his mouth, this is not easy.
"Hey! Miss Yan!"
Suddenly, a middle-aged man's voice sounded. Yan Chu turned around and saw a slightly plump man in a suit walking towards her quickly with a smile on his face.
The slightly plump man didn't notice Yan Chu's puzzled look and asked enthusiastically, "Miss Yan, why are you so wet? Didn't the driver come to pick you up?"
Then he called another waiter over: "Quick, go get a dry towel!"
Yan Chu: “?”
Do they know each other?
But looking at the manager's familiar look, it was obvious that he had known me for a long time.
Maybe it’s her character background setting in the book?
This enthusiastic manager is the NPC in the game. As long as she walks into the hotel, a special dialogue will be triggered.
Yan Chu's eyes flickered slightly, and he followed the manager's words and said, "My room is...?"
If it was her habit, she should have a fixed room.
The manager smiled and said, "Room 2588, right? I understand, I understand."
The receptionist was confused: "Um, the manager, she..."
The manager turned around and glared at him: "Hurry up and check Miss Yan in!"
The receptionist shrank her neck. The manager who always looked down on others was suddenly so attentive. That girl was definitely not an ordinary person.
The manager rubbed his hands attentively: "Miss Yan, are you still going to swipe your card?"
Yan Chu's eyes turned: "Can I use facial recognition?"
The manager smiled and said, “Of course!”
It wasn't until he heard a "beep" sound, indicating that the face-scanning payment was successful, that Yan Chuxin understood.
She almost understood that the "Yan Chu" in the book was similar to her in the real world, both in appearance and background.
Being able to pay by face recognition did make it convenient for her, but Yan Chu knew very well that the zombie virus had begun to spread, and it wouldn't be long before the payment system would be paralyzed.
We have to squeeze out the surplus value while we still have the chance.
However, she was not familiar with the surrounding areas, and leaving the hotel to buy supplies was not a wise choice.
Is there any food and water that is nearby and within easy reach?
Yan Chu glanced around the lobby. There weren't many guests in the hotel. Her eyes fell on the two vending machines in the corner.
One is filled with instant noodles and snacks of various flavors, while the other is filled with a variety of drinks and mineral water.
People were coming and going in the hotel lobby, and no one paid any extra attention to the vending machine in the corner.
Others didn't care, but Yan Chu felt like he had found a treasure.
Aren’t these ready-made supplies?
"Manager, could you please deliver all the items in the vending machine over there to my room?" Yan Chu paused and added, "If there's any extra stock, please send it to me as well. I want them all."
"All?" The manager looked at the vending machine in confusion: "Ms. Yan, what are you..."
"Please buy me a cell phone, any model or brand will do, I need it urgently."
Fearing that they were moving too slowly, Yan Chu added, "The faster the better, the more the better, I'll give you triple the service fee."
The manager smiled and said, "Okay, please go to your room and wait. I will arrange for a dedicated butler to bring it up to you right away."
Room 2588 is the presidential suite on the top floor of the hotel. The first thing Yan Chu did after entering the room was to change his wet clothes and take a shower.
After taking a shower, Yan Chu walked to the floor-to-ceiling window and looked down. The street below was still bustling with traffic, no different from usual.
There was a sudden knock on the door.
"Ms. Yan, the items you purchased have been delivered."
So fast?
Yan Chu stood up to open the door. Outside the door, the full-time housekeeper was pushing a cart with neatly arranged snacks and drinks on it.
In addition, there were seven or eight heavy cardboard boxes at the feet of the two waiters behind him.
After moving the cartons into the presidential suite one by one, the butler took out the latest model of mobile phone, which was well packaged, and handed it to her: "We didn't know what style Miss Yan liked, so we bought the latest model."
Yan Chu took the phone: "Okay, thank you for your hard work."
After paying with facial recognition, the butler hesitated for a moment before saying, "Ms. Yan, we provide door-to-door meal delivery service for guests staying in the presidential suite. If you're hungry, you can order now. These..."
He glanced at the fast food piled against the wall, choosing his words carefully.
"...After all, it's still not very healthy."
Yan Chu immediately shook his head: "It's okay, I don't need it."
When the zombie apocalypse breaks out, no one cares about health or not. It’s good enough to be able to survive.
Seeing the butler open his mouth and about to say something, Yan Chu raised his hand to stop him.
"I have something very important to do next. It will take a very long time. No matter what happens, please don't disturb me, okay?"
The housekeeper had no choice but to leave.
After the housekeeper and the others left, the first thing Yan Chu did was to lock the door and use the latch, chain, and other facilities.
Feeling it wasn't safe or strong enough, she dragged a heavy tea cabinet over to block the door.
Only then did she finally breathe a sigh of relief and begin to count all the supplies.
The food and water delivered, plus the red wine, fruit, chocolate, etc. already placed in the presidential suite, were enough for her to eat for a while.
If you eat less at each meal, you should have no problem lasting two months.
She unpacked her new phone, connected to the hotel wifi, turned on the location service, and started checking the latest news from "nearby".
Soon she saw a short video.
Two people were wrestling with each other in the heavy rain. One of them had red eyes and a blue face, and he was biting the other like a madman.
The other man had several bloody wounds on his arm.
Most of the people around were watching from a distance, and no one dared to step forward to stop the fight. Some people were also filming with their mobile phones.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
