143 The City of Chaos (7)
The love-struck fool has gone to find Little Cloud again!
The next day, just as dawn broke, there was a knock on Qin Fu'an's door.
He rubbed his messy hair, biting his toothbrush as he walked over to open the door.
Then I saw several particularly disheveled little demons.
Qin Fu'an: "...?"
The little fox, sporting his panda-like, bright eyes, complained pitifully, "Brother, this hotel is not safe at all! They won't open the door in the middle of the night, and something strange came in through the sewers!!"
As soon as he spoke, the other little monsters who had suffered strange attacks also started complaining, one after another.
Qin Fu'an listened patiently for a moment, then stepped aside to let them in and went to wash up.
When he came out looking refreshed, he saw a row of little ones standing motionless at the toilet door.
Looking at them, a question mark slowly appeared above Qin Fu'an's head.
"...Are you all being punished by standing here?" he asked, while casually patting the head of a puppy.
The little demons followed him closely, each one looking extremely insecure even if they were just a step behind.
"Did anyone film the strange attack last night?" Qin Fu'an asked them lazily, leaning against the door with his arms crossed.
The little monsters looked at each other, and finally the little camellia timidly raised her hand: "Brother Tengshe, we didn't take any pictures, but my petals can store past memories and export them."
Qin Fu'an raised an eyebrow slightly, reached out and petted it, then led the group of little guys downstairs.
"The records are all here. Although we are familiar with the two ghosts, we still need to follow the proper procedures. Do you want me to file a complaint against you, or do you want compensation?" Qin Fu'an carried the small camellia to the hotel front desk and politely negotiated with the two ghosts.
The two ghosts: "..."
This is really weird!
How come these two people keep running into bad luck after getting involved with Qin Fu'an?
Couldn't he have used a different kind of monster to trick them?!
This is probably what is known as "ripping off familiar customers".
Strangely, both of them felt a strange sense of weariness and numbness, as if they had "gotten used to it."
So there was no room for negotiation at all. Although his face was gloomy, he still readily gave the compensation.
However, in exchange for the high compensation, the lesser demons were to give them the low-level monsters they had subdued last night.
It seems that the compensation lost will be recovered from these culprits in the same way.
After watching Qin Fu'an lead the little monsters out of the hotel, the two monsters quickly huddled together for an urgent discussion.
"I asked him last night, and it seems he'll be staying here for a long time!!"
"Hiss—could he be planning to stay here every day from now on? How can we possibly afford to compensate him? Even if we empty our pockets, we still can't stop him from fleecing us!"
"In my opinion, it would be better to do it this way..."
"..."
Qin Fu'an had only taken a few steps when Xiong Yu suddenly tugged at his sleeve.
"My lord... Brother Tengshe, look behind you!" Xiong Yu pointed behind them in surprise.
Qin Fu'an looked in the direction it was pointing, but the place was empty, with only swirling dust remaining.
He was stunned for a moment, and when he realized that the two monsters had been so cowardly as to run away with the hotel, he almost laughed in anger.
"Brother Tengshe, will we still have a place to stay?" Little Mushroom scratched his head, starting to think about the possibility of transforming into his true form to shelter everyone from the wind and rain.
Qin Fu'an glanced at the group of kids, raised an eyebrow and smiled, "What are you afraid of? There's a saying that goes, 'Things will work themselves out.' We're not short of money right now, and there's more than one hotel around here. The most important thing now is to come with me for breakfast."
He spoke so casually and casually, his words revealing his arrogant "money is no object" attitude to the fullest extent, that the little monsters were immediately convinced. They all cast aside their worries and happily followed him to forage for food.
Only family members know their own affairs.
For example: How much can a demon eat during its growth period?
A: I don't know about one, but if seven of them were together, they could eat up all the money he earned yesterday.
When it came time to pay, Qin Fu'an suddenly felt a sense of urgency.
It wasn't the urgency of not having money, but rather: were there enough high-level monsters in the chaotic city to exchange for money? What if they were non-renewable resources?
Wouldn't that mean we'd just have to watch these little guys starve to death in the dungeon?!
Qin Fu'an: "..."
After the meal, he divided the little demons into teams. Fox Words led a group with the highly poisonous little mushroom and the magpie, while Xiong Yu led a group with two puppies and a little camellia.
"For now, you can only accept C-level missions. I'll take you to do the higher-level missions later."
He paused for a moment, then asked instinctively, "What is your main quest?"
Foxy raised his hand obediently: "Brother, our main mission is to contain 7 Class C monsters and 3 Class B monsters."
After saying that, he thoughtfully added, "The seven of us have the same task."
Qin Fu'an: "..."
Silence is the city of chaos today.
He didn't ask the little demons about their tasks yesterday because in previous dungeons, the players all had the same tasks, so there was no difference.
But in this instance, everything that was ordinary has clearly become unusual.
Even the rules and tasks have begun to vary from person to person.
Qin Fu'an had a rough idea that the difficulty of his mission had doubled, but he didn't expect it to be this many times more difficult.
However, this gives the little monsters more room to maneuver, and they don't have to worry about their safety all the time.
Therefore, after a brief silence, Qin Fu'an led the well-fed and watered little demons to a nearby shelter.
"Buy more containers and carry them with you," he simply instructed, then stopped worrying about what missions the others were going to take on.
After parting ways with them, Qin Fu'an went to the person in charge alone, asked for about 5 A-grade containers, and then stuffed the A-grade monster from last night into them and handed in the mission on the spot.
"Hello, since the Class A anomaly you submitted still needs to be tested, please wait a moment in the rest area over there." The person in charge smiled and led him to the rest area, then hurriedly walked deeper into the containment facility, where no one dared to approach, while holding the Class A container.
"Brother, we're leaving now!" The little sparrow waved to him from afar, then disappeared in a flash.
A cup of tea was placed in front of Qin Fu'an. He took a sip, and his eyebrows twitched slightly.
Spiritual Tea?
Just as he finished drinking the last bit of tea in his cup, the person in charge, who had been missing for nearly ten minutes, finally reappeared.
This time, her gaze toward Qin Fu'an held a greater fervor, and her demeanor was more respectful.
She leaned down slightly and handed Qin Fu'an a Containment Eye token, explaining, "I noticed earlier that your Containment Token wasn't on you. You may have lost it or forgotten to wear it. This is a new token I just applied for for you. It's a special token that only Containment Token holders of Rank 5 and above can wear. Please keep it safe. If you lose it again, it might be quite troublesome to process."
"In addition, the strange object in the container you just had has been tested and confirmed to be a Class A strange object. Please tell us the location, time and general information of when you contained this strange object so that we can assign it a number and register it."
Qin Fu'an took the badge, which seemed no different from the previous one, but did not put it on immediately. Instead, he nodded and briefly explained the information about the strange creature from last night. After the person in charge left again, he got up and walked out.
Back in the car, Qin Fu'an took out the badge and examined it carefully.
Upon closer inspection, I realized that it was indeed quite different from the one I lost last night.
The eyes of the previous symbol were scarlet, giving it a vague, living appearance.
But this one in my hand, there's no need to be vague about it; it... is definitely alive.
Even when their eyes met, she tried her best to wink at Qin Fu'an in a friendly manner with her bloodshot eyes.
Qin Fu'an: "...Can you see me?"
Blink your eyes.
Qin Fu'an narrowed his green eyes and asked inscrutablely, "Your greatest purpose is to monitor me?"
Eye:"……"
He blinked hard and repeatedly.
After sensing what it was trying to convey, Qin Fu'an did not let his guard down. He casually tossed it onto the passenger seat next to him and then took out his phone to search for related posts on the forum.
Finally, he clicked on a post titled "Can any expert explain the purpose of the fifth-order identifier?"
Qin Fu'an flipped through the replies and, after about five minutes, roughly understood the special nature and true function of this eye.
Although it is an eye, it is not actually used for surveillance or recording.
Of course, this eye is called the "Eye of Containment". When a person wears it to enter the "domain" of some powerful monsters, they can be less controlled by the domain to the greatest extent. It can also help the person attack and contain those monsters. In fact, when the person is in danger, it can briefly shield them from a fatal attack.
In short, this eye is like a companion to high-level containment personnel. It doesn't seem to have much use, and its attack and containment capabilities are not strong. However, the containment personnel mainly value its ability to withstand a fatal attack and to minimize the impact of the ghostly domain.
However, as mentioned before, it cannot be ruled out that it does indeed possess recording and surveillance capabilities.
Even if it doesn't actually exist, and each inmate possesses a Containment Eye, where is the original Containment Eye? What is the relationship between the Containment Eye and the containment facility? And will the Containment Eye reveal what it sees to others?
None of these can be guaranteed.
So even though the Eye of Containment was blinking frantically in the passenger seat, Qin Fu'an at most threw a tissue over to cover it up, and had no intention of wearing it for the time being.
The vehicle started, but this time Qin Fu'an didn't go to the mission location on his phone. Instead, he navigated to a location that looked very familiar to the audience.
[If I remember correctly, he just told the shelter director that this was where they encountered that Class A monster, right?]
[The comment upstairs is too mild. To put it bluntly: This love-struck fool has gone to find Little Cloud again!]
[Little Cloud probably never imagined that while she could escape the ghost, she couldn't escape a giant, snake-like pest.]
[Listen to my advice, streamer, focus on your own life and don't bother Xiaoyunduo with her career, okay? Being an intern is tough!!]
[Hilarious! The streamer is so poor he doesn't even have three ghost coins on him, and he still wants to date?]
[...To be fair, you didn't criticize me like this when I wasn't poor!]
[Am I the only one worried that the streamer might have a car but not enough money for gas?]
[That makes sense. Suddenly I'm hoping for things to break down halfway through...]
Qin Fu'an ignored all the ridicule and drove slowly towards his destination. When he passed a mission point, he even did a mission on the side. His leisurely pace made the viewers in the live stream grit their teeth and wish they could curse him to be poor for life!
However, none of this affected him.
When Qin Fu'an saw the boy squeezed into a cloud-like shape on the bus, as expected, a smile flashed in his eyes. From that moment on, this car stayed close to that bus, always following beside it.
Passengers also noticed the luxury car that was moving at a snail's pace, barely moving along with the bus.
Xie Yunhuai then saw a face that was both extremely familiar and utterly detestable.
So, a few stops away from the company, the bus stopped, and he got off as if by some strange twist of fate.
After he was squeezed out of the train and staggered to his feet on the platform, his mind was still blank, and he didn't even realize why he had done it.
Could he be possessed by a ghost?
Thinking this, he turned around and saw the car slowly stop in front of him.
The car window rolled down, and someone tilted their head, looking at him with a smile and a crinkled eye.
Xie Yunhuai: "..."
He must have been possessed by a ghost, or his mind must have been controlled by this mysterious and hateful person. Otherwise... otherwise why would he have obediently sat in his car?
"Have you had breakfast?" Qin Fu'an asked casually, glancing out of the corner of his eye as Xie Yunhuai picked up the Eye of Containment, which was covered by a piece of white paper, from the passenger seat.
Xie Yunhuai pursed his lips, and finally told the truth: "I haven't had time yet. I'll just buy something downstairs when I get to the company."
Qin Fu'an had no objection to this. After he sat down and carefully fastened his seatbelt, he restarted the car and sped off toward his destination.
The howling wind outside couldn't break the silence inside the car.
The moment Xie Yunhuai looked down and his eyes unexpectedly met those of the person in his hand, his heart nearly jumped out of his chest, and he instinctively raised his hand—
"Don't throw it away." Qin Fu'an's voice came from beside me.
His movements suddenly froze in his panic.
Qin Fu'an looked ahead, but seemed to know everything. He teased him with a smile, "You threw away the one last night. This one is newly issued today. If you lose it again, I might not even be able to get into the shelter next time."
Xie Yunhuai had never been to a shelter, so when Qin Fu'an said that, he...actually believed him.
He withdrew his hand, frowned, and put the strange, living eye into the compartment in front of the passenger seat, out of sight, out of mind.
"That thing from yesterday..." He thought for a moment, preparing to speak.
But Qin Fu'an interrupted him again: "If it's lost, it's lost. Maybe some lucky person picked it up and put it away properly. I don't know who it is, so I won't bother to find someone to get it back. It's too much trouble."
Xie Yunhuai: "..."
The tips of her ears secretly turned red.
He was the one who put it in his pocket, yet he acted as if he knew nothing about it.
How can this person be so shameless?
After a moment of silence, he looked at the dense traffic ahead and asked softly, "What are you doing here?"
Perhaps what he really wanted to ask was: Why did you chase after the bus to find me?
But he couldn't bring himself to ask such a slightly narcissistic question.
After all, he doesn't have someone's thick skin.
While waiting at the traffic light, Qin Fu'an glanced at him, his gaze lingering on the reddened tips of his ears for a moment, before he smiled mischievously and said, "What, is it okay for some people to be destined for that eye, but not for me to be destined for you?"
Xie Yunhuai: "..."
What is fate?
This was clearly a fate he forcibly rekindled!
Whose good fortune is chasing after a bus and blocking people early in the morning?!
Moreover, let me reiterate, that inscribed eye! Qin Fu'an himself slipped it into his pocket!!
This is not a matter of fate at all!
All the fate between the two was forced upon them by Qin Fu'an!
Xie Yunhuai's reasonable and well-founded rebuttals were on the tip of his tongue, but he swallowed them back silently.
Whether from anger or frustration, her face flushed red, yet she silently accepted Qin Fu'an's teasing about "fate."
Silence means consent.
He tacitly acknowledged the connection between himself and Qin Fu'an.
The person beside him remained silent, and Qin Fu'an didn't try to tease him too much. While driving, he coaxed him, "Little Yunduo, did you not eat breakfast, so you don't have the energy to talk to me?"
"..." Xie Yunhuai glared at him sullenly.
You know perfectly well why you're asking this!
[Author's Note]
Anzai: Breaking down is impossible! There's no way I'll ever break down on my way to pick up my wife! (Secretly replaces the gas in the car with energy cubes)
There will be another 4,000-word chapter tomorrow.
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