"No worries, Dad, it’s just a bit of money; I can earn it back with one punch," Xu Shu comforted them.
The front desk girl rolled her eyes, "Boy, you sure are generous. Are you an underground boxer or sothing? Why so impatient? Sister here is educated, we believe in honesty, how could I intentionally rip you off?"
"Mmhmm, you’re right."
Xu Shu honestly took the room card, being quite restrained since it was his first ti here.
The hotel service was very attentive. A young waiter showed them to their suite on the eighth floor via the elevator and left only after they had reached their door, providing service with a smile throughout.
"There’s actually an elevator..."
Xu Shu felt a bit sentintal.
The so-called luxurious suite was in fact just two beds and a little over forty square ters—a tight fit, but usable.
But he wasn’t wrong about his claim; even if it was a bit expensive, he wasn’t short on cash.
In his bag, he had just over a hundred thousand in cash, and besides that, Curse Crystals from a freshly killed Divine Chosen from yesterday noon, which could fetch millions each when sold.
As a Second-stage Late Transcendent, Xu Shu’s rate of making money was incomparable to ordinary people, but of course, his expenditures were significant too.
He rented two rooms, one for his adoptive parents and one for himself and his sister.
This habit was developed from constantly fighting through the Wasteland; he had to be prepared against unexpected events. With rooms door-to-door, he could respond imdiately if sothing happened.
After advising his parents to rest well for the night, Xu Shu entered his room and was montarily stunned by the sight of the two unseparated beds. He looked at his sister with a slightly embarrassed expression, "Uh, I forgot this isn’t ho, there’s no partition prepared in advance. You can have the bed later, I’ll sleep on the sofa."
He had actually shared a room with his sister since they were little, divided by a foam board, and had sohow forgotten all about this.
It wasn’t just him; even his adoptive parents had forgotten?
They didn’t think there was anything wrong with Xu Shu and Zhou Shiyu, the siblings, sharing one room.
While the room did have two beds, they were too close together. There was a sofa on one side that could serve as a barrier, which was just sufficient.
Zhou Shiyu bit her lip gently, looking down as she said, "No need, brother. It’s been like this since we were young... I’ll go shower first."
With that, she marched straight into the rather luxurious bathroom.
Xu Shu scratched his head, thinking his sister was more open-minded than himself.
Without dwelling any further, he took the opportunity to inspect the room and silently took out the Narrow Sleeve Guanyin. He adjusted its position, setting it up in the corner of the floor-to-ceiling window.
This spot covered both the room door and the windows.
After all this, Xu Shu walked over to the window to inspect the layout of the entire small town.
The town was shaped like an ’H’, not very large; the whole prosperous area, including the station, didn’t exceed a three-kiloter radius—it was possible to see from one end to the other, the plain surrounding it, and even the clusters of similar small towns further away.
The extravagance of a First-class Safe Zone had certainly exceeded Xu Shu’s expectations. Even the peripheries of the Wasteland looked like this; it was as if they were treating the Wasteland as a safe zone.
He didn’t ponder this much longer and sat down on a chair, subtly adjusting his lower body before turning on his Promotion Drive.
As the current ran through him, fizzing as it circled inside his body, a screen interwoven with light appeared in front of him.
* Promotion Network
* Gu Pan (Tai Chu), Second Order Iron Armor
* Contribution: 50
[First-tier Curse Seal: Warrior (Legend) // Level: 20/20]
[Second-order Curse Seal: Iron Armor (Legend) // Level: 14/20]
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Seeing the familiar page appear, a heavy weight lifted off Xu Shu’s heart.
"I wonder how the others are doing... Did Bai Ju and his crew make it out..."
Xu Shu first silently opened several private chat interfaces—Bai Sanxiang, Tang Ying, Song Nianhui, and a few other old acquaintances—sending each a ssage to inquire about their situations.
Then, he returned to the main interface and discovered that the Promotion Network had indeed changed today.
Two new pinned posts had appeared right below [Newcors Must Read], their titles quite eye-catching.
The first one was [Just In! Mourning the Tragedy! New Calendar Year 18, 12/12, Explosion Accident in D8B3 District!], posted naturally by the president of the Astronomy Association, "Dongxuan True Monarch" lanie.
Clearly, many of the upper echelons of the Safe Zones had already arrived successfully and had conveyed the situation to the headquarters of the Astronomy Association promptly.
However, the term "explosion accident"... It seed this was the "public announcent" decided upon by the Astronomy Association.
With over 999 comnts, Xu Shu browsed through it and saw countless condolences and words of encouragent from many people.
But there were no replies related to the true nature of the incident. It was possible they simply had not been found yet, or the Astronomy Association had warned ahead of ti and decided to lock down the true details.
The other top post was:
[Global Manhunt for Human Clan Traitor: Forr Director of D8B3 District Supervision Bureau, Ning Baishou! Providing real and valid information can earn a reward of ten thousand! Eliminating this Human Clan traitor yields a bounty of a million!]
"A million bounty..."
Xu Shu took a deep breath.
It clearly wasn’t referring to cash, but to Contribution Points.
In other words, by providing information or taking down this one person, one could beco an instant billionaire.
For this top post, Xu Shu clicked in and found the comnts at 999 , but no new comnts were allowed because it had been "closed" by the Astronomy Association using spamming techniques.
Scrolling up, there were countless questions about what had happened. So people who were half-inford had replied, and for a ti, countless people were focused on the incident.
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