After The Fall Of The Earth, My Hotel Became Popular - Chapter 22

Wen Bei twitched the corner of his mouth and closed the menu.

　　Forget it, he would just consider Qiu Tin as another free labourer again.

　　And that labourer had helped him unlock three new recipes.

　　After breakfast, Qiu Tin sat on the soft sofa originally prepared for guests in the lobby on the first floor. He was reading a book, like a satiated lion resting. The books were all in some obscure foreign languages.

　　Wen Bei glanced at it and felt that it looked very much like the Russian language from his original world.

　　This world was a parallel world to his original world. So, this was also earth.

　　There was no difference in text.

　　Ji Mingyuan, who had patrolled around to make sure there were no safety hazards, returned at this time.

　　He noticed Qiu Tin immediately.

　　The man was too conspicuous. Even if he deliberately restrained his aura, Ji Mingyuan could not ignore the terrifying aura that came with him.

　　Ji Mingyuan’s eyes instantly became alert: “This is?”

　　The Black Hawk instantly appeared on his shoulder, its feathers ruffled nervously.

　　Qiu Tin was not affected by the atmosphere here at all. He was immersed in the world of his book and even turned a page of the book.

　　The fear in Ji Mingyuan’s eyes increased.

　　Wen Bei quickly stopped him.

　　Ji Mingyuan: “This person is very dangerous.”

　　As expected of his security guard, he could see through Qiu Tin’s appearance and essence at a single glance.

　　Wen Bei sighed in his heart, and then patted him on the shoulder: “I know you are in a hurry, but don’t be anxious yet.”

　　He was no match for him anyway.

　　Ji Mingyuan also knew that piece of truth, but the man seemed so evil that he did not dare to relax: “Who is he?”

　　At the same time, he quickly planned in his mind how to protect his boss to the greatest extent in case a fight suddenly broke out.

　　Wen Bei didn’t know how to explain, he had to think of an excuse to fool his employee first. He stayed a little silent.

　　So he thought for a moment, and suddenly an idea flashed in his mind. He raised his head and said decisively: “This is my creditor!”

　　　As soon as the words came out, the whole place fell into silence.

　　Ji Mingyuan frowned: “How much do you owe?”

　　He was no different from a worried old father.

　　Wen Bei glanced guiltily: “It’s not crystals.”

　　The man who was reading quietly at the side suddenly closed the book, looked over with a half-smile, and sighed: “It’s something special.”

　　Blood.

　　Wen Bei glared at him and signalled him to not talk nonsense.

　　The smile on Qiu Tin’s face widened.

　　Ji Mingyuan looked at the two people. Although he was worried, he didn’t say anything.

　　On the contrary, the Rabbit Butler beside him kept shaking.

　　As an animal, his judgement of crises was more intuitive.

　　Qiu Tin didn’t care about the rabbit and Ji Mingyuan’s defence against him. In his eyes, except Wen Bei, everyone else was like an insignificant stone on the roadside.

　　There is no temperature, so don’t worry about it.

　　Wen Bei observed him for a while.

　　He really didn’t expect the madman to actually be able to read.

　　It was impossible to not be curious about Qiu Tin.

　　Wen Bei asked him if he was human, but the answer he got was unsatisfactory.

　　If he truly was human, then he would also be a polluter.

　　As long as one was a polluter, there was bound to be some level of pollution.

　　What would be his level of contamination?

　　Wen Bei became a little interested and looked at Ji Mingyuan: “Can you lend me your detection bracelet?”

　　Without any explanation, Ji Mingyuan knew what he wanted to do and held out his hand without saying a word.

　　Things like pollution levels involve a bit of privacy.

　　Ji Mingyuan did not expect that when Wen Bei wanted to test his pollution level, the man would be very cooperative, even… obedient.

　　The word was completely inconsistent with the surly man in front of him.

　　When he lowered his head and stared at Wen Bei, he looked like a satiated lion pampering the keeper he had grown up with.

　　Ji Mingyuan moved his eyes away, being very aware of the current affairs and not looking at the numbers on the bracelet.

　　Just because the man would indulge Wen Bei didn’t mean he would allow others to pry into his privacy.

　　It wasn’t wise to provoke an opponent one couldn’t defeat easily.

　　Such a thing was basic common sense.

　　When the detection bracelet detects the pollution level, the numbers on it would disappear quickly.

　　Wen Bei still captured that shocking number— 100.

　　The degree of pollution was 100%, equal to that of an irrational filth.

　　But how was it possible…

　　Wen Bei raised his eyes and looked at the man with a complicated expression, and asked with his mouth: Just what on earth are you?

　　Even the adjectives had changed.

　　Qiu Tin laughed sullenly, his eyes full of interest, and instead of explaining, he leaned forward a little. His tall figure seemed to cover Wen Bei’s entire body.

　　After the apocalypse, many polluters had grown taller. Many people who were originally 1.8 metres grew taller to 1.9 metres. Wen Bei has always deduced that Qiu Tin’s height was probably around 1.9 metres.

　　Some people would turn out too tall and have ugly proportions, but God seems to favour Qiu Tin. He not only gave him clear muscles, but also nearly perfect proportions, with wide shoulders, narrow waist and long legs. If it was before the apocalypse, then he would’ve definitely been a successful model. One would feel inferior in front of him.

　　A gorgeous voice with a low tone sounded out: “What do you think?”

　　Wen Bei backed away and left the man’s embrace: “Forget it, I don’t want to know.”

　　People who made deals with the devil didn’t need to know the devil’s identity.

　　Qiu Tin seemed to be in a great mood. He opened the book again, but his eyes fell on Wen Bei oppressively and forcefully, as if he was firmly targeting the prey with full aggression.

　　Wen Bei turned his back to him and turned to ask Ji Mingyuan expressionlessly: “Speaking of which, there is one thing that I have been paying attention to for a long time, but I never found an opportunity to ask.”

　　Ji Mingyuan: “What?”

　　Wen Bei: “When we met the Fish King before, you said it was a second-grade filth. What did you mean?”

　　Ji Mingyuan: “You know that filth will be ranked from D to S, right?”

　　Wen Bei nodded.

　　He still understood the most basic common sense.

　　Ji Mingyuan: “The span of each class becomes larger as you go up. If two D-classes can barely compete with a C-class, then even ten C-classes cannot defeat one B-class, let alone the leap between S and A. .”

　　”There is too much difference between them, so the mercenaries have classified them once again. Five A is the closest to S level, which refers to high-risk filth that may suddenly upgrade to S at any time. If there is such a high level of filth, then it will definitely arouse the vigilance of all mankind.”

　　Ji Mingyuan took a sip of water and continued: “Although this classification is not officially issued by the base, it is common among polluters.”

　　Wen Bei was curious: “Why don’t the authorities also use this set of grade determinations?”

　　Ji Mingyuan: “In order to prevent panic, as long as an S-class appears, the base will face the threat of destruction. Officials do not dare to release the data to ordinary people. This can be regarded as a kind of protection.”

　　”On this continent, there are currently 14 known filth species that have reached Level 5A and have been registered.”

　　Wen Bei: “I understand.”

　　After hearing his words, he became more curious about the so-called base.

　　At first, when he learned that the base would centrally manage polluters and those with a pollution level of 95 would be driven out of the base on the pretext of voluntariness, he was disgusted.

　　But he had to admit that the seemingly cruel decision was actually the weakest but most decisive resistance of mankind to a future that was gradually heading towards loneliness.

　　Wen Bei was very curious as to how Ji Mingyuan felt when his pollution level was about to exceed ninety-five.

　　But he didn’t ask.

　　After a while, Ji Mingyuan said: “According to the speed at which Huang Qian and the others are travelling, they should be able to arrive at the base tomorrow. You know what that means.”

　　As an ordinary person, Fang Dashan’s propaganda may not be strong enough, but what the mercenaries from the Second Guild said after escaping from death seemed much more reliable.

　　Whether they would believe it or question it, many forces would still show up to investigate.

　　Wen Bei smiled: “It is a rule that guests are not allowed to fight in the Hotel.”

　　This rule seemed to simply protect the owners and employees, but in fact it gave them a greater power.

　　After all, employees were not included in the restrictions.

　　As a security guard, it is normal for one to ‘politely’ and ‘courteously’ ask someone to leave if they encountered a guest who deliberately came to cause trouble.

　　Wen Bei narrowed his eyes in approval: “If the business in our store picks up, I’ll leave it to you.”

　　Ji Mingyuan was about to nod when he suddenly realised something was wrong: “You want to leave?”

　　Wen Bei: “Well, I want to visit the base.”

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