After The Fall Of The Earth, My Hotel Became Popular - Chapter 6

Wen Bei sighed and turned to look at Ji Mingyuan, who had remained silent: “Now you can solve the problem without committing suicide.”

　　Ji Mingyuan also took a deep look at him before crawling out of the cobwebs he was hiding in.

　　The illusory black eagle standing on his shoulder had never suffered such a ‘grievance’ from hiding. As soon as it was released, it flew forward with a roar.

　　The tail feathers were like sharp blades, and a few dives created several long and deep wounds on the injured spider.

　　The bell-faced spider had no time to fight the eagle. It was injured, and its belly was full of its own children. While it stayed off guard, its head was cut off with no mercy.

　　The giant head with eight red eyes rolled on the ground like a ball, gradually losing its lustre.

　　After its body moved for a while, it died.

　　Ji Mingyuan cleared up the few remaining larvae that posed no fear now. The completely black pupil of his right eye showed a certain indifference that belonged to a mercenary who had crawled and wallowed in the apocalypse.

　　And this indifference dissipated into helplessness when Wen Bei came over curiously.

　　Ji Mingyuan glanced vaguely at the bracelet that warned him every ten minutes, and then looked at this young man who didn’t care about it at all. He felt that Wen Bei’s courage was really exaggerated.

　　Although this was the first day they met, the young man had already shown him several versions of himself.

　　He was a bold person with no fear of death, and he could also come up with unexpected ideas to save people. The young man obviously had a face enough to cause trouble, but he was not just a pretty man.

　　Strong feelings of contradiction intertwined in him.

　　Ji Mingyuan didn’t say anything. He just leaned aside and watched Wen Bei stabbing the female spider’s corpse with a black dagger.

　　The seven human faces on the abdomen of the spider originally showed negative emotions, but at the moment of welcoming death, they all showed smiles of satisfaction and relief.

　　　Wen Bei used his dagger to mark the spider’s body. After finding a good starting point, he began to cut off one of its legs while avoiding the poisonous blood.

　　Ji Mingyuan gave him a strange look: “It can’t be eaten.”

　　Wen Bei said perfunctorily: “Yeah.”

　　He didn’t find anything useful on his trip, so he had to at least take something back with him.

　　He only needed one more ingredient to unlock the first recipe. If the spider legs were accepted as an ingredient, he could open the hotel’s kitchen and then he would no longer have to eat carrots every day.

　　Ji Mingyuan was not a nosy person. Thus, he watched him cut off parts of the spider legs and put them in his backpack.

　　He didn’t know what kind of material the backpack was made of, but the poisonous spider blood didn’t corrode the backpack.

　　Only Wen Bei knew that the magical aspect of his backpack lay in its capacity.

　　It was far larger than what was visible to the naked eye.

　　There seemed to be an invisible amount of space that could even accomodate a human body.

　　From the beginning, he had planned to not expose too much to Ji Mingyuan from the beginning. He was not in the Hotel. Ji Mingyuan’s powers were so powerful that it would be troublesome if he had murderous intentions for him.

　　After Wen Bei finished collecting the spider leg, he turned back and extended his hand to him: “Do you want to go back to the Hotel with me?”

　　…

　　For some reason, Ji Mingyuan followed him in confusion.

　　By the time he reacted, they were already standing at the door of the hotel.

　　Ji Mingyuan considered himself as a dying man. Everything felt meaningless to him.

　　As such a thought flashed in his heart, and a sense of loneliness quickly appeared in his eyes.

　　But he was really curious about the hotel mentioned by Wen Bei.

　　He raised his eyes and took a closer look at the dilapidated building infront of him which looked like it was all made of wood.

　　It didn’t look unusual, even the yard was full of weeds.

　　In the apocalypse, even the weeds on the roadside were quite dangerous, so Ji Mingyuan deliberately avoided the weeds.

　　As soon as he arrived in the yard, Wen Bei directly opened the doors. The second he entered the Hotel, his entire being thoroughly relaxed.

　　”My dear master, you have finally returned!”

　　A pink-and-white object sprang out quickly and was about to pounce at Wen Bei. Ji Mingyuan instinctively released the black hawk to intercept it.

　　”What!” The Rabbit Butler was almost caught by the black hawk.

　　Fortunately, no violence was permitted in the hotel without the owner’s permission, thus, his life was saved.

　　Ji Mingyuan, who had seen a lot since the beginning of the apocalypse, showed a shocked expression: “A talking rabbit?”

　　Butler Rabbit straightened his tie: “How rude of you! I am the steward of this Hotel.”

　　He looked at Ji Mingyuan with his red eyes, feeling the power of his abilities.

　　”Human, your strength is pretty good. I can reluctantly accept you as our first customer.”

　　Even though the apocalypse had already happened with quite a lot of weird things appearing, the relative acceptance towards such things had indefinitely increased.

　　Ji Mingyuan put away his shocked expression and remained alert: “Isn’t this thing also a filth?”

　　Wen Bei shook his head: “This is my Rabbit Butler. You can follow him to rest first.”

　　Wen Bei wasn’t free. He had something very important to do.

　　Ji Mingyuan was very curious about the talking rabbit in front of him and nodded when he heard this: “Okay.”

　　Then he followed Butler Rabbit into the Hotel with an inquiring look on his face.

　　Wen Bei went directly to the kitchen area that needed to be unlocked. There was a recipe displayed at the door.

　　He clicked on the first recipe, and two food card slots appeared like playing a game.

　　[Please select the food ingredient No. 1.]

　　Wen Bei put a carrot on it.

　　[Please select the food ingredient No. 2. ]

　　He took out the spider legs from his backpack and put them in.

　　[Do you choose to generate the recipe first?]

　　【Yes. 】

　　There was a flash of golden light, and the originally grey kitchen that they were not allowed to enter suddenly became richer in colour.

　　Wen Bei stretched out his hand and found that the wall of air had indeed disappeared.

　　He successfully entered the hotel restaurant section.

　　The kitchen was divided into four parts— dining area, cooking area, snack area and retail area.

　　There were a total of twelve tables with twenty-four chairs in the dining area, as well as a row of six seats near the window. They were all ordinary white wooden furniture.

　　There were rich condiments and some side dishes such as kimchi in the snack area, with a slogan painted on it: Do No Waste.

　　In the retail area, there were some dry foods like bread and biscuits, and the prices on them were around five crystal stones.

　　The rules of the restaurant are written down:

||1. Food prepared in the cooking area has the effect of reducing the pollution value.||

　　||2. The food in the snack area and retail area will be automatically replenished every 24 hours without use of any ingredients. ||

　　||3. Each customer must exchange crystal stones to obtain any food in the restaurant. ||

　　||4.No wasting of food is encouraged.||

　　||5. Only the chefs and owners are allowed to enter the cooking area.||

　　[[The above rules are only visible to the boss.]]

　　Wen Bei’s eyes lit up. Unlocking the kitchen suddenly solved all his food problems.

　　Although the retail area only occupied a very small corner of the restaurant, the shelves above were full of bread and biscuits. Even if he couldn’t find food ingredients in the future, he could still survive by relying on the dry food that will be automatically replenished in the retail area.

　　The most important thing was the cooking area, the heart of the restaurant— the kitchen.

　　The kitchen was not visible from the outside.

　　So Wen Bei was a little surprised when he entered the kitchen.

　　Because there was nothing in the kitchen apart from two large pots and a big screen showing recipes.

　　He just needed to select an unlocked recipe and the food would automatically appear in the cauldron.

　　At that moment, only the first recipe was available. It was just a portion of dumpling soup.

　　Under the dumpling soup, there is also a number 12.

　　What it meant was that the one carrot and spider leg he deposited could prepare a total of twelve bowls of dumpling soup.

　　Wen Bei clicked on it twice. The number twelve turned into ten, and then an aroma came from the two large pots.

　　He opened the pot and saw two bowls of dumpling soup.

　　Wen Bei put the two bowls of dumpling soup on a tray and put it on the table. At the same time, he used the telepathy connection between the boss and employees of the Hotel to call over the rabbit butler.

　　Butler Rabbit guided Ji Mingyuan towards the restaurant area very wisely.

　　There was friendliness in Wen Bei’s eyes: “Here, let’s have a bowl of warm dumpling soup.”

　　Ji Mingyuan hadn’t eaten for almost a day. After smelling the aroma of the soup, he subconsciously sat down at the table. His Adam’s apple moved up and down in anticipation of food but he resolutely refused: “No need.”

　　Wen Bei, who had been chewing on carrots for two days, took the lead in scooping out a meat-filled dumpling and asked vaguely: “Why?”

　　The dumplings were stuffed with corn and pork, thankfully not compromised by the strange ingredients submitted by him.

　　Wen Bei thanked silently in his heart.

　　Ji Mingyuan’s self-control was strong, and he looked to the side: “I am a dying person, so I won’t waste food.”

　　Naturally, Wen Bei wouldn’t let go of his first customer. As long as Ji Mingyuan took a bite, he would have to pay ten crystal stones.

　　So Wen Bei’s face became more friendly, with a hint of condemnation: “How can a good person such as yourself want to seek death?”

　　Ji Mingyuan glanced at his bracelet, and self-mockery flashed through his other normal eye: “Didn’t you hear it? My pollution level has reached 95.”

　　Wen Bei, who had a serious lack of knowledge about the apocalypse, disagreed: “It’s not a hundred so why are you giving up on life so easily?”

　　Even if the pollution level was 99, entering the Hotel was a solution to his problem.

　　It was the first time Ji Mingyuan had seen such an optimistic person. He frowned: “There is nothing in the world that can reduce the pollution level. Death is already my destined ending.”