Chapter 167: Chapter 156: The Ghost King of Level 8 Forces His Way into the Blood Chamber Hotel at Midnight [Seeking Monthly Votes!]
As the acting deputy manager, Mu Rufeng was privy to most of the rules.
If Mu Rufeng spent more ti, he would have known all the hotel rules.
“Yes,” the players all nodded in agreent.
After everyone had finished the complintary instant noodles, they all made their way to the third floor of the hotel.
“Shi Lan, Ouyang Li, and Zhao Youfeng, the three of you will stay in room 310.”
“Okay, Manager Mu,” the three nodded repeatedly.
They were all girls, so sharing a room was no big deal.
Especially Shi Lan, as a regular person, living with two Contractors was extrely safe.
“Liu Yong, Zhou Bing, and Yao Xuanyu, you three will stay in room 309, and Wang Ziqi and Liu Qi, you two will stay in room 308,” Mu Rufeng said.
“Okay, Brother Mu,” they too responded repeatedly.
“By the way, Brother Mu, where will you be staying?” Liu Yong asked.
“? I have my own room, I’ll be in 307,” Mu Rufeng replied.
There weren’t many rooms on the third floor, only ten, and these ten rooms were all staff dormitories of the hotel.
And Blood Chamber Hotel only had fifteen staff mbers in total, three Abnormalities sharing one room.
Taking into consideration that there were female Abnormalities, fifteen people occupied six rooms.
The remaining four rooms were just enough to allocate.
Having a privilege and not using it would be foolish, and since he could have a room to himself, Mu Rufeng naturally did not want to share with anyone.
…
After a day of tense and exciting work, Mu Rufeng returned to his room 307.
This room had previously been occupied by Wang Gen, who, after being fired, had taken all his belongings with him.
Before coming in, Mu Rufeng had also asked the cleaners to clean it once.
It must be said, the room was quite nice.
“Gurgle gurgle~~!” Mu Rufeng’s stomach suddenly rumbled.
He had only eaten a bowl of instant noodles for lunch and another for dinner, and was already extrely hungry.
It wasn’t that Mu Rufeng didn’t want to buy more food, but he rembered he had the “Gourt’s Tablecloth.”
Mu Rufeng imdiately went to the table, then directly took out the “Gourt’s Tablecloth” and spread it on the table.
“Gourt’s Tablecloth, first give a free portion of food,” Mu Rufeng spoke.
As Mu Rufeng’s words fell, a haze of black mist erged on the tablecloth.
When the black mist dissipated, a large steaming bowl of white rice and a hot plate of chili-fried at appeared.
“Uh…free food is chili-fried at? Is it that good?” Mu Rufeng’s gaze showed a slight surprise, and then he was ready to eat.
However, he was quickly dumbfounded.
Because he had no chopsticks!
Well, the “Gourt’s Tablecloth” only provided bowls and food, not chopsticks.
Helplessly, Mu Rufeng went downstairs to the kitchen to fetch a pair of chopsticks.
The mont the first bite of chili-fried at entered his mouth, Mu Rufeng’s eyes lit up.
Really, the taste was genuinely authentic chili-fried at, and the flavor was not inferior to those dishes made by chefs in star-rated hotels.
Even the white rice seed to be of high quality, soft and fragrant upon entry, filling his mouth with aroma.
Soon, Mu Rufeng finished eating all of the food.
“I’m still a bit hungry, let’s have so more free food,” Mu Rufeng said again.
At that mont, a line of text appeared on the tablecloth: “Free als are provided three tis a day for a maximum of five people.”
“Is it calculated by headcount and frequency?” Mu Rufeng murmured to himself.
However, he didn’t mind, having free breakfast, lunch, and dinner provided every day was already quite good.
“But should I put RMB or soul coins?” Mu Rufeng pondered.
Quickly, Mu Rufeng chose to place soul coins.
Because he didn’t carry any cash, only soul banknotes.
Mu Rufeng took out a one-hundred-yuan soul note and placed it directly on the tablecloth.
One second, two seconds, three seconds later, a layer of black mist once again rose and enveloped the entire table.
When the black mist dispersed, a large bowl of ink-black soup appeared in front of Mu Rufeng.
“Soup? It’s pitch black, can I actually eat it?” Mu Rufeng looked at the large bowl of soup, feeling sowhat uneasy.
Mu Rufeng leaned closer and sniffed with his nose, but there was no sll at all.
Mu Rufeng touched the bowl, and suddenly, the attributes of the soup were displayed in front of him.
“Earth at Soup: A fresh soup made from Level 1 Spiritual Objects, earth at.”
Effect: After consumption, it accelerates physical and spiritual recovery and can slightly enhance Ghost Power.
“Spiritual Objects? What’s this? A specialty of the Mysterious World?”
“Nevermind, I’ll give it a taste.” With the attributes ntioned, Mu Rufeng had fewer reservations.
He picked up the Earth at Soup and took a small sip.
As the soup entered his mouth, Mu Rufeng’s eyes instantly brightened.
The aroma and the freshness intertwined, flooding his mouth, invigorating Mu Rufeng’s spirit.
Imdiately after, Mu Rufeng took big gulps of the soup, and so small bits of at entered his mouth.
Mu Rufeng chewed it, allowing his mouth to be filled with the unique taste of the at.
This taste was unusual yet delicious, resembling beef, mutton, and even had hints of fish.
“Not bad, really not bad.” Mu Rufeng finished the Earth at Soup in one go.
He imdiately felt his stomach stretch a bit.
“Burp~~!” After belching, Mu Rufeng felt much better.
Then, he promptly folded the tablecloth.
Unexpectedly, sothing happened next.
The bowls and dishes Mu Rufeng had placed aside vanished as well.
“Ha, really nice. It even cleans up the dishes by itself, saving the trouble of washing them.” A smile appeared on Mu Rufeng’s face.
After that, Mu Rufeng glanced at the ti and noticed it was almost eight o’clock.
He briefly looked at the bathroom before entering.
Shortly, Mu Rufeng erged looking refreshed.
It couldn’t be denied, taking a bath and lying in bed after work was incredibly comforting.
“Sleep, sleep, tomorrow will be another beautiful day.”
Mu Rufeng set his alarm and imdiately fell asleep on the bed.
It was now past eight o’clock in the morning in the real world.
One could say that Mu Rufeng had pulled an all-nighter; he was so sleepy that he quickly fell into a deep sleep as soon as he lay down.
…
It was unclear how much ti had passed, but Mu Rufeng, in a daze, felt a chill over his body.
He opened his eyes and noticed that at so point, a white figure had appeared in his arms.
It was this figure that made Mu Rufeng feel as cold as if he were in an ice cave, fully waking him up.
“Bai Jingwei!” Mu Rufeng called out, each word distinct.
“Mmm~~ Hmm~!” Bai Jingwei made a soft moan, groggily waking from her sleep.
However, when she saw Mu Rufeng’s stern face, she imdiately beca alert.
“Brother Mu, what’s wrong?”
“What’s wrong? Why aren’t you in the Contract Slot instead of in my arms?” Mu Rufeng said coldly.
“Isn’t it more comfortable this way? I think Brother Mu also feels comfortable holding .” Bai Jingwei whispered.
“Comfortable my head! You’re freezing cold. Are you trying to freeze to death to inherit my fortune?” Mu Rufeng said, annoyed.
“No, if Brother Mu dies, I would die too,” Bai Jingwei quickly responded.
“Is that what I’m talking about? Get your priorities straight, okay?”
“Forget it, I don’t want to talk about this. Rember, without my permission, don’t lie in bed with again,” Mu Rufeng said coldly.
“I got it, I’ll go back now,” Bai Jingwei said softly, then promptly returned to the Contract Slot.
“Really cold.” Mu Rufeng shivered and then wrapped his blankets tighter around him.
“Thud, thud, thud!” Suddenly, there was a knock on Mu Rufeng’s door.
Mu Rufeng, still in bed, was startled and imdiately got up, while his Bandage wrapped around his body instantly.
He grabbed both the cleaver and the Loving Singing Mouth right away.
“Thud, thud, thud!” The door was knocked again.
“Mr. Mu, are you asleep?”
Mu Rufeng’s gaze suddenly beca strange.
He recognized the voice—it was Liu i.
Mu Rufeng glanced at the ti and saw it was two in the morning.
Why was Liu i knocking on his door so late?
Past eight o’clock, not to ntion guests, even the hotel’s staff wouldn’t be outside because that was the rule of the Blood Chamber Hotel.
The Blood Chamber Hotel would randomly consu people or beings wandering inside the hotel at midnight, hence the rule.
However, after becoming a shareholder, he learned more.
Blood Chamber Hotel’s shareholders, managers, and deputy managers all receive protection from the hotel, allowing them to walk inside the hotel at night.
“Manager Liu, why haven’t you slept so late?” Mu Rufeng asked.
“There’s a tricky person trying to breach the hotel’s Ghost Power, and he will be in in two or three minutes,” Liu i said.
“What? Soone is trying to force their way into the Blood Chamber Hotel at night?” Mu Rufeng was slightly surprised.
“Yes, you can see from the window,” Liu i added.
Mu Rufeng didn’t respond, got up from bed, and went to the window.
From his position, he could see the situation below.
Sure enough, there was a tall figure shrouded in black smoke.
This being, covered in black smoke, was continuously eroding the Ghost Power of the Blood Chamber Hotel.
Next to this being, there were three others.
They weren’t this person’s minions, but three of the Blood Chamber Hotel’s security guards, all lying on the ground, dead or alive unknown.
Without any hesitation, Mu Rufeng used his You Die, I Live Skill on those three security guards plus this intruder.
Feeling his powers increase, Mu Rufeng approached the door and opened it directly.
“Manager Liu, what’s the background of that person? Can you control the Blood Chamber Hotel to kill him?” Mu Rufeng asked.
Liu i shook her head, “I’m just the manager, responsible for the daily maintenance and administration of the hotel. I can’t deploy the power of the Blood Chamber Hotel.”
“This being must be at least a Level 8 Ghost King if he dares co here like this.”
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