Chapter 080: Eating Watermelon at the Food Court (8)
In order to collect information, Zhou Youwei first looked at the owner of the sweet water stall. He had already pushed his empty stall to a stall making plum cakes and helped the stall owner with the finishing work.
He remembered that the owner of the sweet water stall said that he didn't know anything and that all the things in the sweet water stall were prepared in advance by his wife and asked him to sell them.
The stall owner selling plum blossom cakes must be his wife.
"Countdown to food court closure: three."
"two."
"one."
As soon as he finished speaking, all the customers who were still in the food court disappeared, as if they had left the place through some kind of teleportation mechanism.
The sky gradually darkened.
The players began to clean the shops according to the procedure. The food stall owners also packed up their stalls and retreated into the dim darkness outside the square.
Zhou Youwei looked up at the sky and found that the entire sky was a complete light source, like a solid light bulb one-third the size of a square.
At this moment, the brightness of the bulb is gradually decreasing, slowly changing from light gray to dark gray.
He picked up the communicator, took a video, and sent it to the group, thinking that perhaps this could provide some useful information.
As for the relationship between the sweet water stall owner and the plum blossom cake stall owner, he sent a private voice message to his daughter Feng Xiansu.
Although we should demonstrate our own value, there is no need to tell everyone everything we know.
Seeing his daughter still cleaning the milk tea shop, he walked out of the square to see if there was any hidden information in the chaotic darkness.
After walking a short distance on the circular flat ground, the ground bent downward at 90 degrees and became a cliff.
Nothing could be seen further away, as if there was nothing at all.
So, where did those stall owners go from this cliff?
Zhou Youwei plucked up his courage, lay on the ground and looked down at the cliff.
Then you can see many small houses of varying heights standing vertically on the smooth and steep wall a few hundred meters down the cliff.
The stall owners who were pushing their stalls away were walking vertically on the cliff as if they were walking on flat ground, without any abnormality at all.
They seem to be subject to a gravity that is different from the plane where Zhou Youwei is.
Zhou Youwei took out his communicator, recorded the scene, and sent it privately to his daughter.
He reached his hand under the cliff to test it, but did not feel the gravity perpendicular to the cliff.
He was sure that if he walked down the cliff, he would not be able to stand perpendicular to the cliff like those NPCs.
Perhaps this is a privilege unique to NPCs.
While Zhou Youwei was thinking, he suddenly heard the voices of a man and a woman coming from behind him.
"I miss you so much, baby." The man's voice was full of impatience.
"Don't be in a hurry. Wait until all the part-time employees in our store have left before coming back." The woman's voice was full of reluctance.
Zhou Youwei remained lying on the ground, looking in the direction of the sound and discovered that two robots were pulling each other not far away.
His figure was blocked by a row of advertising boards in front of him, so the two NPCs didn't notice him.
Zhou Youwei stood up quietly and observed the two robots carefully, only to find that the woman was the owner of the milk tea shop.
As for the man, he also knew him. He was the owner of the fried skewers shop where his great-grandfather Zhou Da worked part-time.
After some pushing and pulling, the owner of the skewers shop agreed to leave temporarily.
Zhou Youwei thought that he would wait for the milk tea boss to return to the store, and then leave secretly so that he would not be discovered.
Unexpectedly, the owner of the milk tea shop not only did not leave, but also started talking on the phone while smoking a cyber cigarette.
"Honey, I won't go to your place tonight. I'm too tired and need a good rest." As soon as the milk tea shop owner opened his mouth, Zhou Youwei's pupils trembled.
The person projected on the communication side was another boss.
Zhou Youwei had also seen him before. He was the owner of the "Diaozha Shaobing" shop.
"Oh my god, this female boss is two-timing!" Zhou Youwei quickly sent a message to his daughter to report.
At this time, Feng Xiansu was busy cleaning the stains on the floor of the store while reading the message sent by her godfather.
When she saw the latest sentence, she rolled her eyes.
I remember that after my godfather and godmother got married, they cheated on my parents.
Feng Xiansu just wanted to say: What's so surprising about you, a person who is dating three women at the same time?
Since Master Ji was quick and efficient and Master Zhou was just pretending to be busy, the finishing work at the fried skewers shop was completed first.
The owner of the fried skewers shop closed the door first, which gave him the opportunity to meet the owner of the milk tea shop in private in advance.
Zhou Dazhi was walking with Pavilion Master Ji on the way to the part-time staff dormitory.
Zhou Daza confirmed that he had received today's part-time job remuneration of 180 food coins in his account, and he felt particularly relaxed.
He was worried that his points were too high and he would have to enter a more difficult dungeon, but now it seems that everything is going well.
If I continue working at this pace for another six days, I'll be able to save up enough 1,000 food coins to clear the level.
Although it takes a long time, it is safe.
And he doesn't have to work too hard, just let Pavilion Master Ji do all the work.
Pavilion Master Ji standing beside him was not as relaxed as him. Although he appeared calm on the surface, his mind was full of complicated thoughts.
Zhou Dada tried to chat with Ji Zehan several times, but was embarrassed by his boring answers several times and was speechless, so he simply gave up and continued the awkward conversation.
Before entering the book, he knew that the head of Wantong Pavilion was an iceberg, so he was mentally prepared and did not feel anything unusual.
Out of boredom, he looked through the messages in the player group and saw photos taken by his adopted grandson.
The photo shows a huge light gray disk or sphere-like object.
Zhou Da looked around and couldn't make out what the other party was taking pictures of.
So I replied in the group: "What is it?"
At this time, Zhou Youwei was eavesdropping behind the billboard on how the milk tea shop owner was walking between two male bosses, when suddenly a message alert sounded on the communicator.
The sound is not loud, and it is almost inaudible when there are many people in the food court.
But now that everything around was so quiet, the sound was particularly harsh and obvious.
Zhou Youwei was so frightened by the voice that the hairs on his back stood up. He quickly called up the voice mode interface of the communicator and looked over the billboard to see what was happening with the milk tea shop owner.
Seeing that the other party was still on the video call as if nothing had happened, he felt relieved, turned the sound mode to mute, and took the time to check the messages in the group.
Seeing the annoying old man asking what he was photographing, Zhou Youwei didn't want to answer, but when you're in a dungeon, you have to bow your head when necessary, so he replied almost flatteringly: "It's a light source in the sky. It looks very big and a bit strange. I don't know if this information is useful to anyone."
"Oh, it's useless." Replied Mr. Zhou, with a delightful smile that belittled the other party.
Zhou Youwei was so angry that he cursed in his heart. He couldn't think of a reply for a moment, and then he heard a female voice explode in his ear: "How long have you been eavesdropping here?"
He suddenly turned his head and saw the owner of the milk tea shop standing next to him.
At this moment, the milk tea on the robot's head turned into a dark purple viscous liquid, bubbling and bubbling. It was obvious that the robot was in a bad mood.
Zhou Youwei was so scared that he threw the communicator in his hand into the air. He reached out to grab it several times before he finally caught it, luckily avoiding it from falling to the ground.
He looked at the milk tea shop owner in surprise and said, "Boss, you're here too? I didn't even realize you were here."
The owner of the milk tea shop held the elbow of one hand with the other, holding a cyber cigarette between his fingertips, and stared at Zhou Youwei thoughtfully, trying to find some clues from his expression.
At this time, Feng Xiansu ran out from the back door and shouted to the boss from behind: "Boss, the sanitation has been cleaned, please check it."
The milk tea shop owner turned his head behind him, responded, and walked into the store.
After she confirmed Zhou Youwei's identity, she no longer delved into whether he was lying or how many of her secrets he had heard.
Because in her eyes, this is already a dead person.
Zhou Youwei breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the milk tea shop owner did not hold on to him but turned and left.
Feng Xiansu ran out in a hurry because she felt that it was too risky for her godfather to eavesdrop on the NPC conversation, and she wanted to call the boss away as soon as possible to avoid any trouble.
Unexpectedly, when I came out, I saw that my godfather had been discovered and was still covering it up with clumsy lies. It was really horrible.
Fortunately, the boss let him go, and Feng Xiansu felt relieved.
Before she left, she glared at her godfather and signaled him to leave quickly.
Zhou Youwei was still smiling foolishly, pointing at his communicator, signaling the other party to read the message.
In the bun shop, Liu Tang and Mo Qianhe cleaned up everything together, and Mo Qianhe realized that he had to separate from Liu Tang tonight.
He had to spend the night in the part-time staff dormitory.
"Where will the boss rest tonight?" he asked Liu Tang.
Liu Tang pointed uncertainly to a cylindrical cabin in the storeroom at the back of the store and replied, "It should be there."
Mo Qianhe observed the cabin and guessed that it was probably something like a charging device for the robot.
He asked, "Can I stay with the boss?"
Liu Tang tilted his head and replied, "It seems not possible."
Mo Qianhe stretched out his hand: "Then it should be okay to hold hands for a while, right?"
The shadow of the bun above Liu Tang’s head flickered.
He tentatively reached out his hand to shake Mo Qianhe's hand, and only relaxed when he didn't hear the system warning.
Liu Tang's hands, which had become robots, were extremely cold, which made him feel that Mo Qianhe's hands were extremely hot, as if they were about to burn.
Mo Qianhe did not touch the other person's familiar body temperature. Although he was a little uncomfortable, the throbbing in his heart was no less than before.
This feeling of strangeness made him even more certain that what he liked was not just the other person's appearance.
"Five minutes left until the store closes. Please clear the part-time employees out of the store as soon as possible." A system announcement sounded in Liu Tang's mind.
At the same time, a system announcement rang out in Mo Qianhe's mind: "The part-time staff dormitory will be closed soon. Players are requested to check in as soon as possible."
Although he was reminded, Mo Qianhe still refused to leave and was finally pushed out of the store by an invisible wall of air.
It seems that players really cannot stay in the store at night.
The two were helpless and had to say goodbye to each other reluctantly.
This seemed to be the first time they had truly separated since their reunion.
When Mo Qianhe rushed to the part-time staff dormitory, the door was slowly closing.
At this time, Zhou Youwei was standing outside the dormitory building looking inside. His daughter Feng Xiansu was discussing with the dormitory manager whether she could use food coins to let Zhou Youwei come in and stay for one night.
This request was quickly rejected by the dormitory manager.
Auntie held a special instrument in front of Mo Qianhe and motioned him to swipe the communicator on it.
Mo Qianhe cooperated and quickly entered the employee information. He was allowed in and 20 food coins were deducted as accommodation fees.
"I'll offer 100 food coins, is that okay?" Feng Xiansu was still bargaining with her aunt.
Although she only has 80 food coins left, she can make up the total with the remaining 20 food coins from her godfather.
The dormitory manager was the only robot with a head in this instance. She looked at Feng Xiansu with a somewhat stiff mechanical face and said in a voice devoid of any emotion: "Please abide by the dormitory management rules, otherwise please leave the dormitory."
"If you want to leave, then leave. Then you have to return the 20 food coins that were deducted from me!" Feng Xiansu said as she stretched out her hand and raised the communicator in front of the dormitory manager.
"No, no, no, Susu, just rest well in the dormitory. Don't worry about me. I can just hold on outside for one night." Zhou Youwei quickly stopped Feng Xiansu.
Seeing that the dorm manager ignored her, Feng Xiansu turned to her godfather and said, "I'll go get you the quilt and pillow from my bedroom. You wait here."
With that, she ran upstairs without looking back.
Zhou Youwei felt a little empty in his heart as he watched his daughter disappear at the corner of the corridor.
Mo Qianhe didn't care about the father and daughter, and was just observing the simple furnishings in the dormitory manager's duty room.
Everything looks ordinary.
There is only one special thing.
On the table in front of my aunt, there is a green button covered by a transparent cover.
There is a pattern printed on it.
The painting appears to be a pestle placed in a mortar.
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