As I was doing what a waiter would do, I was copying down the old man's information from the register behind me, while simultaneously calculating things in my head.
Now that we have sea marrow, we are no longer afraid that the dew-collecting branches will be unable to extract that energy.
More importantly, it's time to settle accounts with Blue Armor.
He told us that he came here to find his friend, Fatty Zhou.
But Fatty Zhou vehemently denied it, thinking him to be a despicable person.
The deadline was never mentioned to us before, and we were only informed of the contract at the post office.
Just as I was pondering this, the old man next to me started cursing again.
"Hurry up! Stop dawdling!"
I ignored him. This guy's memory was indeed messed up, and basically, apart from puffing away at his cigarette, he didn't cause any other problems.
In other words, he is currently just a person who is sometimes lucid and sometimes confused with his memories.
They probably think of us as hotel staff now.
I glanced at Yiyi beside me, and she gave me a look in return.
Following what the old man He said, I pointed to the seat next to me.
"Please have a seat, I'll register you right away. By the way, Mr. He, your current state... why is it accompanied by that intermittent thick fog, and your memory..."
Upon hearing the name "Boss He," the old man suddenly paused, as if pondering something.
A glimmer of light appeared in his eyes, but then he lowered his head again, shaking it helplessly.
Immediately afterwards, he snatched the register from my hand, scribbled something down haphazardly, and muttered something under his breath.
"You're right, I am the boss!"
I am a complete and utter boss!
He was a profit-driven boss! I don't know... He had candy in his mouth when he died; he ate candy before he died, but he didn't swallow it.
This is what it smells like inside the fog.
Otherwise, the fishy smell would be everywhere, which would be so annoying!
After listening to Old Man He's explanation, I was also at a loss.
Yiyi also didn't know what to say.
But something's not right. Old Liu mentioned the fog to me before, where people kept dying. Could it be that this has nothing to do with the old man?
I brought it up with him again.
But Old Man He, who had just been somewhat pleased, suddenly became furious again.
"You actually heard people say I didn't kill anyone? I didn't kill anyone!"
I just want to stay here and not let anyone destroy this place!
Why is it all my fault? It's not my fault, I didn't know either, they sneaked in!
They broke in and ransacked my seeds, smashed my counters. I repaired them one after another, but they barged into this house and committed all sorts of evil deeds. I can't see anything!
His words were somewhat incoherent.
My heart sank. Barging in?
If that's the case, then the people who died in the fog must also be related to those managers. Those guys really are local bullies in this shallow area.
After they killed Mr. He, they still wanted to come to the hotel and steal his things?
These guys...
Without thinking further, the old man was indeed muttering something under his breath, something like saving Xiaoyuan and making Xiaoyuan better.
We followed his hunched figure and slowly climbed the stairs.
This time, I paid close attention as usual. The wooden planks that used to creak were now quite sturdy.
The dust on it was swept away, the cobwebs were gone, and even the smooth floor became very rough.
When I passed by the second floor, I took a special look at the doors around there, and they were all tightly closed!
There wasn't a sound at all. I guess the guests were obviously frightened by Old Man He's thick fog, and no one dared to come out and wander around.
Yiyi also expressed a similar thought while standing next to me.
Indeed, now that I think about it, every time I went through the stairs, it was a similarly terrifying experience, and each time something different would follow me.
Fatty Zhou walked in front, hurrying after Old Man He. Soon, we arrived at Xiao Yuan's room on the third floor.
Seeing this room again, I took a deep breath and was filled with emotion.
The room was dark inside, illuminated only by the dim light coming from the window.
It was only then that I realized the sun had already risen outside.
Fortunately, we managed to get our hands on the sea marrow that very night.
Otherwise, the girl's energy would be greatly reduced during the day, which would be very uncomfortable.
At this moment, Xiao Yuan was lying in bed, and his complexion was much rosier than before, without the frightening bluish-gray color.
Not only that, his breathing also became much more stable.
His chest was rising and falling slightly, so he seemed to be alright.
I was wondering how he recovered so well all of a sudden, but when I saw the sea marrow next to his pillow, its fluorescent white surface shimmering with a faint glow, I suddenly understood everything.
That extremely yang energy was slowly seeping into Xiao Yuan's body.
Fatty Zhou quickly walked to the bedside. Only then did he understand why Old Man He had led them here. It turned out that his son had recovered quite a bit.
I noticed that Fatty Zhou's hands were trembling slightly at that moment.
He first touched Xiao Yuan's forehead, then checked his breathing, and then exhaled a long breath.
The girl and I just stood there. At that moment, getting the sea marrow back from Old Man He was worth it.
"Master, thankfully the sea marrow is of good quality, otherwise I think this fat guy would have collapsed."
The lightning sword was also a matter of friend and foe in my mind.
Fatty Zhou spoke a few more words to Xiao Yuan, then covered her with the blanket before tiptoeing out and closing the door behind him.
He turned around, looked at us, and his lips moved as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't speak, hesitating a bit.
"Mr. Zhou, just say what you have to say."
I could see his hesitation, so I took the initiative to speak.
At this moment, however, Fatty Zhou's expression became quite serious.
He even felt a sense of difficulty in speaking.
His eyes were darting around, and I was quite puzzled at that moment.
"Just say what you want to say, why are you dawdling here? Why are you being so polite with me?"
To be honest, even though this Fatty Zhou probably doesn't even know my name now, I feel like we've been through thick and thin together.
At the very beginning, he was the one standing opposite us.
At this moment, Boss Zhou finally spoke slowly.
"Actually, there's something I haven't said yet. You all said Blue Armor sent you, but I've been hiding something: the management has some entanglements with this guy..."
What? ?
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