Chapter 21 The Weeping Son Who Lost His Tears
In the next few days, Heshia began to help the maids. Belfinger seemed to want her to get in touch with different companions and get familiar with the maids in the store.
Heshia also gradually discovered that there were many hidden talents in the store. Many of these maids really had special skills. Some of them were even beyond the control of the manager and could only be persuaded with kind words.
In the blink of an eye, it was another afternoon.
"Heshia, this is your seventh day at work, right?" The maid with green hair fed the poisonous snake in her arms and talked to the gray-haired girl at the same time.
"Yes, today the manager told me to go to her after work and she will tell me whether I passed the assessment."
"I will definitely pass." Butis put down the black and white poisonous snake in her arms, and then picked up another green snake wrapped around her waist.
"Thank you."
Heshia was also sitting on the stone by the pool at this time, feeding food to the big spider on the table.
Withering Sequence 4: Ghost Face Wolf Spider (Rating: Excellent Brilliant Gold Level)
This big spider is the most powerful extraordinary creature in the glass jungle of Butis, and its rating has reached the rare Brilliant Gold Level, which is a title used to evaluate the comprehensive strength of extraordinary people. From low to high, they are Gray Iron, Red Copper, Dark Silver, Brilliant Gold, Condensed Pearl, Color Crystal, Apostle, Life Key, and Epic.
Among them, the Epic Level mostly describes the legendary Sequence 9, which is no longer seen. The highest is the Life Key, which means the key to unlocking one's own destiny, fully exerting one's own talents, will, etc., and condensing everything about oneself to a flawless and perfect level.
The fluffy spider legs are a bit prickly. Heshia first shook the bell to calm this big guy down, and then the thorns on its body slowly softened, and then she dared to feed it small pieces of food.
The small blue cube was crushed by the two teeth like pliers, and then swallowed into the mouth. After eating, the several pairs of big black eyes on the spider's head looked at Heshia again.
"Eat slowly, it's all spilled." Heshia pushed the crumbs under the spider onto the paper to catch them, then thought about it and simply picked up the big spider with her hands and put it on the paper to feed it, so that there would be no need to worry about the crumbs spilling.
Seeing her handling this dangerous spider so skillfully and naturally, Butisi beside her couldn't help but want to remind her, but in the end she held back.
Unconsciously, this child is no longer afraid of spiders and venomous snakes, and sometimes even dares to hit the disobedient ones, just like herself.
Is this the growth rate of a gifted person? Butisi thought to herself.
Finally, it was time to get off work.
Heshia came to the corner of the Glass Dream, where the manager was sitting. She was drinking tea slowly as before.
"Heshia is here, you should be used to it these days."
"Yes." The girl saluted respectfully.
"Very good, you are worthy of being the one I chose." The manager seemed very proud, as if some kind of creature in the countryside walked with its head held high on the ridges of the fields.
"You'll officially start work tomorrow."
"But before that, I still have something to teach you." Her expression became serious, which was rare at this moment.
"First of all, customers are not gods. We cannot meet their demands unconditionally and endlessly. That will only break the rules and make it difficult for the business to continue."
"If you feel embarrassed, just refuse boldly, but be kind."
"Secondly, mistakes in work are inevitable. Even experienced people will make accidents after thousands of repetitions."
"We should try our best to make up for the mistakes and help customers solve their problems, but we cannot apologize unless it is absolutely necessary!"
"We can deal with the problem with the identity and tone of helping customers solve their problems, just like friends and companions, but apologizing will put ourselves on the opposite side of the customer."
"Some unreasonable customers will be at a psychological and moral disadvantage if you apologize. The other party may make further demands and ask for more benefits, which will make things difficult to handle."
"In addition, apology is also a serious matter. You employees are actually not qualified to apologize. This will humiliate some noble customers and cause great harm to you."
"If you encounter a situation that cannot be solved, contact me as soon as possible, or your familiar seniors will help to deal with it, and you'd better leave the customer's sight quickly."
"It will be much easier to talk about if other people solve the problem. I also have many reasons to help you get out of it and give the customer some benefits to make up for it. It's basically easy to solve this way."
"When the person who made the mistake faces the customer directly, it's actually difficult for both parties to step down." She took a sip of tea and her voice softened again.
"This is the experience I have summarized after many years of work. I hope it can help you."
"Thank you, manager." This time Heshia expressed her gratitude sincerely.
"Come on." The manager stood up and waved to Heshia.
"There will be many troubles in life, but escaping will bring more troubles." After saying that, she left slowly, and her back was inexplicably taller in the simulated sunset afterglow.
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After changing out of her regular clothes, Heshia walked into the vertical elevator with a bag. Today's work was over, and she was going back. The bag contained a maid outfit for her, which was exquisitely made and tailored to her figure.
With a faint expectation and gratitude in her heart, Heshia walked towards the way back.
However, when she came to the tunnel where the accident happened, a strange black-haired young man appeared in front of her.
He lowered his head to smoke, then raised his head and slowly stood up from the wall he was leaning against, walked to the center of the entrance, and blocked the girl's way.
"You are Heshia Tilan, right?" He spit out the cigarette butt, stepped on it and twisted it, the violent friction sound made people tremble, and there were some scratches on the steel floor.
The girl took a step back and looked at the black-haired young man in front of her. The magic power in her body was running fast, and the perception spread outward along her body.
Dragon Sequence 4: Unknown (Rating: Rare Brilliant Gold Level)
In Heshia's vision, the dragon sequence magic emanating from the black-haired young man was like substance, and the strands seemed to ignite the air, making people feel a burning suffocation.
"I'm Heshia Tilan." The girl tried her best to calm herself down, and quickly thought of ways to deal with the problem.
You can't escape, it's not okay, Heshia, the familiar person once told her so, but unfortunately she never did it until she experienced life and death, and then she had a little determination and courage.
"Oh, you're quite honest, you admit it now."
The black-haired young man raised his head, his black bangs spread out, revealing frightening golden eyes, and the pressure and fear conveyed in them were rampant in this small environment.
The bag fell to the ground, and the originally white bag was slowly soaked by the accumulated water on the ground, stained with a layer of gray and black stains.
Heshia turned her head and ran quickly. The familiar corridors and corners swayed in her vision. She quickly thought of the nearest riot control unit.
The nearest one was on the north side of the upper floor, where there was a small supermarket, and next to it was an unmanned police booth, where the riot control unit was parked.
But a fierce fist wind came from behind, interrupting her thoughts.
She flew up like a rag doll and hit the wall of the corridor. Her body felt like it was falling apart.
In the excruciating pain, she slid down the wall and rolled twice on the ground before stopping. Her body was covered with scratches and bruises.
"Wow, is that it?"
The black-haired young man put his hands in his pockets and walked over step by step, looking at the girl groaning in pain on the ground.
"How fragile." After saying that, he kicked out again, and Heshia flew up again, drawing a long parabola in the air, and rolled seven or eight times on the steel ground before stopping.
Her arms and wrists were covered with scratches and bloodstains, and her knees were even scraped off a layer of skin, and the dark red blood wet the girl's thighs.
"Boring."
The black-haired young man approached again, and then stepped on the girl's left hand, causing her to scream miserably, and even mixed with the sound of bones breaking.
After more than ten seconds, he raised his foot and looked at the girl on the ground again. She was sweating and twitching and struggling, and a trace of contempt and irritation flashed in his eyes.
What a boring little animal, how could the master be defeated by such a guy...
He took out the personal terminal on his waist, turned his back, walked to the steel guardrail on the side, and prepared to call the emergency number and have someone drag the girl away.
The sobbing and crying behind her continued. Heshia covered her bleeding forehead with one hand and struggled to stand up slowly. The severe pain in her knees and body made her legs tremble and she almost fell down. Her vision was blurred by tears and blood, and she could only see the back of the person opposite.
You can't escape, Heshia. You no longer have a family, no longer have any safe haven, and no one will love you and comfort you wholeheartedly...
Her calves lost strength and she fell to the ground again. Her palms supported the ground, leaving a trace like fine sand. The tiny grains of sand and iron filings embedded in the flesh made the originally white skin blurred.
Hearing this plop, the black-haired young man turned his head and looked at the girl struggling to stand up on the ground.
Heshia's fingers tightened and pressed on the cold ground. She exerted force again, supporting her body and standing up shakily. Her gray hair had become completely black at some point. Her face covered with dust and blood was raised, revealing her blue eyes.
"Interesting." The black-haired young man put down his phone, walked closer again, and then threw a punch.
Golden dragon scales appeared on his strong arms and wrists, and the air pressure that followed was as real as substance. Looking at the fist that was enlarging step by step like a slow motion in her field of vision, a special symbol appeared in Heshia's blue eyes.
The originally raging flaming attack cooled down in an instant. The stiff arms and fists deflected the black-haired young man and hit the wall behind Heshia, creating a huge pit. The huge vibration and sound echoed in the corridor.
However, the scorching dragon sequence magic power turned again, constantly washing away the cold and stiffness in his arms, allowing the black-haired young man to recover quickly.
At this time, Heshia had already run hundreds of meters away. After a short period of self-repair and healing, she gained the ability to move again, even though she was still in a mess.
"You can't escape, you naive guy."
The black-haired young man growled and rushed over again. There was no more contempt and irritation in his eyes. Instead, there was a hint of excitement. His aura became more and more intense, like a blazing fire. Only then did he get serious.
In the next minute, the two chased each other quickly in the corridor, getting closer and closer. Heshia rushed up the stairs and came to a lift shaft. She couldn't take the elevator as usual. The other party would not give her the leisure and opportunity. She could only use this ancient facility to go up and down the floors.
I remembered the last time I came here, when I was still very young.
There was no light in the lift shaft, and there was a lot of dust and rust on the ground, but fortunately there was no debris, which allowed Heshia to move quickly.
After unfolding her own extraordinary job talent, she could see things in the dark without vision and avoid various obstacles. This was her advantage over the black-haired young man, otherwise her speed would not be able to catch up with this dragon sequence extraordinary person.
After moving upwards for dozens of meters, another voice came from the elevator shaft. Heshia knew that the black-haired young man was coming, and she sped up again.
The rapid running made her secrete adrenaline, and the previous severe pain in her body also faded a lot, but she herself didn't know how long she could last in this state.
Faster, faster, holding the rough and peeling guardrail with her palms, Heshia ran with full concentration, and the voice behind her gradually faded away.
Just when she thought she could escape and there was a glimmer of hope, there was a loud explosion in the elevator shaft, and then a dark figure flew through the hollow of the corridor, then grabbed the guardrail and turned over to come in.
"You can't run away." In the darkness, the pair of golden dragon pupils were particularly terrifying, like the god of death.
Heshia slowly retreated, and the mysterious symbol from before appeared again in her blue eyes.
"Is it the same trick again?"
The other party moved suddenly. He jumped up suddenly, kicked the wall with one foot, and flashed past Heshia's sight in an instant. Then he slashed with one foot, directly knocking Heshia through the dilapidated guardrail and flying out.
Without the protection of the guardrail, the girl fell into the darkness below and soon disappeared.
Looking at the extremely deep elevator shaft, the black-haired young man also stopped moving, a little regretful that he had moved too quickly just now.
Don't die so easily...
Then he jumped down too.
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The cold water flowed into Heshia's body, forcing her to wake up. In the darkness, she felt that she was sinking in the deep water.
All the light and sound faded away, her limbs began to twitch and numb, and she could only feel herself falling in despair.
The water poured into her lungs, and the intense stimulation made her struggle painfully, but she couldn't make any sound, and her ears were full of turbid water sounds.
Heshia couldn't swim, and couldn't swim in this situation. A cold chill spread from her heart and limbs.
Death was approaching...
Her consciousness slowly blurred amidst the severe pain, fear, and struggle. Her limbs waved in vain but could not grab anything to cling to, only the turbid cold water.
Woo... cough... She felt an urge to cough violently in her chest and lungs, but she was desperate and could not find any way to relieve it.
Finally, her struggle weakened, her limbs stopped waving, her tense limbs slowly relaxed, and then she slowly sank.
Her blue eyes stared blankly at the darkness above her head, gradually losing their luster...
It's all over, Heshia...
The darkness gradually spread, and finally covered everything. Heshia could no longer see anything, only the cold sound of water in her ears.
After knowing that she was about to die, she calmed down instead, no longer had any hope, and no longer had any wishes.
So-called life, this is it...
She slowly closed her eyes, and the only light blue light in the darkness swayed and drifted away.
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I don't know what mood Themisia was in when she walked into this dark night, if it wasn't so painful and regretful.
I really envy my sister, who is always so frank.
If I can survive, I will be like her, no longer avoid everything, no longer lie to myself, and face everything honestly.
(End of this chapter)
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