After The Fall Of The Earth, My Hotel Became Popular - Chapter 62

Chapter 62 – Bo Ji’s “Research Subject”

　　Along with the others, even A’Luo looked at what he vomited. He felt his stomach churning when he saw the wriggling blood nematodes evaporating.

　　The nausea made him want to vomit even more. He dry-heaved several times in a row, and it sounded like he wanted to purge out all his internal organs.

　　Wen Bei’s eyes were full of astonishment: “You’ve contaminated?”

　　The person in charge didn’t bite A’Luo or make him bleed, so Wen Bei thought he was alright. He didn’t expect that A’Luo had been contaminated long ago.

　　A’Luo shook his head violently, his face looking very ugly.

　　Although he was young, he knew very well what would happen if he turned into filth, and instinctively wanted to escape.

　　”No, I didn’t.”

　　Among them, Ji Mingyuan was the one who knew the most about blood nematodes. He frowned and said, “You slept with him yesterday, right?”

　　A’Luo was sweating all over. He froze for a moment and then nodded: “Yes…”

　　”Blood nematodes don’t invade through wounds, but directly enter your body through your nostrils, eyes, etc. when people aren’t paying attention.” Ji Mingyuan took out a small wooden barrel from somewhere, “But it doesn’t matter, luckily you discovered it in time.”

　　A’Luo was so upset that he didn’t notice the second half of his sentence and hurried to check his test ring.

　　His detection ring is tied to his calf and is usually covered by his pants, so it is not often visible.

　　So since he found the person in charge last night, he hadn’t checked the level of contamination in his body.

　　At this moment, when it was suddenly uncovered, he realised that the value on it had jumped to ninety!

　　He had become a high-risk polluter.

　　Before A’Luo could feel more scared, a basin of hot water was suddenly poured over him.

　　He yelled, then realized that it was just the water from the hot spring, so he stopped dodging and resisting. He just stood in the corner like a wilted weed being watered.

　　The hot spring water washed over his skin, washing away some of the dirt, revealing his originally normal, clean skin, which was a little cracked, a distortion caused from becoming a polluter.

　　A’Luo covered that part of his skin feeling somewhat embarrassedly.

　　Ji Mingyuan poured water on him at Wen Bei’s suggestion. At first, Wen Bei was not sure whether this would work, but A’Luo’s reaction was very big. He stopped retching and his complexion gradually improved. However, he was still bent over with his hands on his stomach, and the expression on his face became more and more strange.

　　After having the hot water poured on him for more than ten times, he finally couldn’t bear it anymore and said shyly: “I, I want to go to the toilet.”

　　He was so anxious that he almost spoke in his hometown accent.

　　In the end times, people rarely feel shy. When warmth, coldness and hunger become problems, some more primitive desires will become very obvious.

　　In the safe zone, neither men nor women will feel embarrassed about defecation. When conditions are bad, they can only run far away and dig a hole to solve the problem.

　　But facing the hotel owner who was as handsome as a glass doll, A’Luo suddenly felt embarrassed for some reason.

　　He was like a nervous boy who was embarrassed to make a fool of himself in front of his sweetheart, and his face turned red after saying this.

　　Wen Bei was stunned for a moment: “Oh, go quickly.”

　　A’Luo ran away immediately.

　　When he came out of the toilet again, the human skin on the ground that originally belonged to the person in charge had been dealt with by Ji Mingyuan.

　　Even the clothes he was wearing were disposed of.

　　What happened just now happened too suddenly, and his body was also contaminated, so A’Luo had no time to feel sad.

　　At this moment, he was reborn after washing his body with the hot spring water, and the pollution level on the detection ring dropped significantly again, but he couldn’t be happy at all.

　　He stood there, picking at his fingers, his lips pursed for a moment, but in the end he said nothing.

　　Wen Bei: “How do you feel?”

　　A’Luo: “I pooped out all those blood worms in the toilet.”

　　No wonder he suddenly felt so uncomfortable just now, it turned out that the blood nematodes were threatened and wanted to escape.

　　Even though they would be destroyed as soon as they came out and A’Luo had no time to see clearly, he couldn’t help feeling sick again when he thought about so many blood nematodes coming out of his body and being parasitized for a whole night without his knowledge.

　　It was much more disgusting than when he once saw someone infected by spores and having mold growing on their hands.

　　Seeing that he was still listless, Wen Bei took out a piece of paper from his pocket and said, “Here you go. I found this on the person in charge’s clothes.”

　　He didn’t open it to look. This was a relic and the only person he could give it to was A’Luo.

　　A’Luo whispered thank you, and when he took the note he realized his hands were shaking.

　　Wen Bei wanted to leave, giving him some personal space, but as soon as he turned around, he heard A’Luo’s trembling voice: “It’s a map. He left a map for us!”

　　Only the person in charge knew best the route for transporting emergency supplies from the base, and before setting off, they actually asked the man for a more specific description.

　　But he was unwilling to tell them at that time.

　　He was used to seeing selfish people, and he did not dare to trust anyone. What if he pointed out that road, and the people going with him became selfish, killed others and robbed them, and took the supplies for themselves? At that time, he would not only be responsible for his own life, but also the lives of thousands of people in the safe zone.

　　So he didn’t trust anyone and would rather go there himself than tell anyone else.

　　But in order to prevent himself from getting into trouble, he wrote down this last glimmer of hope on paper as a last resort.

　　A’Luo felt his vision blurry. “You said, he knew that he was infected and would not live long, so why did he come back?”

　　This question was not directed at Wen Bei, but more like a soliloquy.

　　Wen Bei still answered: “Maybe until the last bit of his rationality is burned out, he just wanted to find you and pass on this hope to you.”

　　He didn’t do it to save himself, nor did he want to infect others. He just wanted to guide A’Luo before his sanity disappeared.

　　A’Luo wiped away his tears fiercely and said, “I understand. I still decided to go according to the original plan.”

　　”Just you?” Wen Bei raised his eyebrows.

　　A’Luo: “Well, my brother and sister are still waiting for me in the safe zone.”

　　They must have been hungry for a long time and the food was probably almost gone.

　　”Oh.” Wen Bei blinked, “Then do you mind having one more person?”

　　”What?” Luo didn’t react at first. After staring at him for ten seconds, his eyes suddenly lit up, “What!”

　　•=•=•

　　”The morning time is for girls only, the afternoon time is for boys only, 8 to 10 p.m. is for girls, and 10 to 12 p.m. is for boys.” Wen Bei was explaining the rules of the hotel hot spring to the Rabbit Butler.

　　As he finished his words, these rules appeared on the wall of the back garden.

　　The day’s turnover is just enough to set up a sauna next to the hot spring.

　　Wen Bei hesitated for a moment and decided not to spend the crystal on this.

　　After all, what he wanted more now was another function of the Hotel—【Jump】. Only by activating that function could the Hotel’s business and customer base not be limited to a few polluters.

　　The Rabbit Butler raised his head and listened to him, his beard trembling with confusion: “Why did you agree to accompany that human to find the supplies?”

　　Wen Bei: “If he walks alone for only half a day, he will get lost.”

　　A’Luo was so happy that he forgot how difficult the road was to walk on a snowy day.

　　The route drawn on that piece of paper was from the base to the safe zone. The Hotel was not located at the coordinates listed above. They even had a wrong starting point, so how could everything go so smoothly?

　　Rabbit Butler: “If he is lost, he is lost. He is just a human being.”

　　As a furry rabbit, it is not kind. In its eyes, humans are no different from a stone on the roadside.

　　Wen Bei was already used to the Rabbit Butler’s occasional cold remarks. He packed up some thick clothes and said, “Aren’t you interested in the white fox he mentioned?”

　　The Rabbit Butler is on high alert, the boss wants to find the white fox! ?

　　Then wouldn’t its position as the Hotel’s first mascot be in danger?

　　The Rabbit Butler was furious: “Maybe he just made it up in his mind. Maybe he was frozen and fell in front of our hotel by luck.”

　　”Maybe.” Wen Bei said softly, “But what if not?”

　　A psychic white fox? This time it brings a dying guest to the Hotel. What will it bring next time?

　　The Rabbit Butler finally gave up trying to persuade Wen Bei. He stamped his feet unhappily: “You just came back and you’re in a hurry to leave again.”

　　”Leave?” Bo Ji suddenly poked his head out, “Where are you going?”

　　He has been studying things in the Hotel recently, but no matter how hard he studies, he cannot figure out what the core driving force of this hotel is.

　　So the target shifted to Wen Bei, and he would secretly observe him at every turn.

　　From time to time, he would write something down.

　　Wen Bei could sense all these things. After acquiring superpowers, his five senses had improved a lot compared to before.

　　But he knew that Bo Ji had no ill intentions, so he just let him be.

　　Bo Ji pushed up his glasses and said, “Take me with you.”

　　Wen Bei was somewhat helpless: “You don’t even know what I’m going to do.”

　　Bo Ji: “My mission is to study you and the Hotel, so I have to follow you.”

　　He spoke his mind very frankly, with an unusually ordinary face that showed extraordinary seriousness.

　　If Xuan Yi and others heard this at this time, they would probably cover his mouth out of fear.

　　Wen Bei curled his eyes and said, “Okay.”

　　He didn’t seem to mind at all that he had become what Bo Ji called a “research subject”.

　　Bo Ji pushed his glasses again and concluded, “You have a good temper.”

　　Although he has a high IQ but low EQ, he knows that what he says is always unpleasant.

　　But Wen Bei never got angry with him once.

　　After Bo Ji finished speaking, he lowered his head and wrote something down in a small notebook.

　　Wen Bei was very curious: “Are you remembering my good temper?”

　　Bo Ji raised his head and looked at him: “Yeah.”

　There were a few words written on the small notebook: 【The observed subject has a mild temper and stable personality.】

　　Wen Bei: “Can I see what else you have noted down?”

　　He wanted to know how he appeared to others.

　　Bo Ji shook his head seriously: “No.”

　　He was not used to sharing research results before they came out.

　　But as soon as he uttered these two words, his hands suddenly felt empty.

　　Bo Ji: ?

　　Wen Bei looked up behind him and saw Qiu Tin had come over from nowhere and just happened to hear their conversation.

　　At this moment, taking advantage of his height, he easily took the notebook from Bo Ji’s hand and began to flip through it slowly.

　　Bo Ji turned around to take the notebook back, but after assessing the disparity in size and strength between the two men with his naked eyes, he calmed down again.

　　Qiu Tin was originally looking at it expressionlessly, but suddenly his gaze stopped at a certain page, and obvious interest slowly emerged in his eyes.