After The Fall Of The Earth, My Hotel Became Popular - Chapter 77

Chapter 77 – “Don’t Act Like A Spoiled Brat.”

　　In order to prevent the large temperature difference between indoor and outdoor areas from causing discomfort to travelers who had just arrived at the Hotel, Wen Bei has deliberately raised the overall temperature in the Hotel a little tonight. Although it was not stuffy, this cool feeling would indeed make people feel comfortable at some point.

　　Qiu Tin came closer with a smile in his eyes: “You…”

　　His words came to an abrupt halt because the dagger that had been hidden under Wen Bei’s pillow was pressing against his lower abdomen.

　　The muscles under the shirt are taut, revealing powerful lines.

　　Qiu Tin’s eyes darkened.

　　Wen Bei did not waver at all, and did not loosen his strength, as if the dagger would cut him if he dared to get any closer.

　　He blinked his cat eyes and emphasized again: “I’m sleepy.”

　　‘So please just get out of here with your rogue superpowers.’

　　Qiu Tin did not get angry but laughed instead. The “tail” that had already climbed onto the young man’s flexible waist rubbed it reluctantly, leaving a little red mark.

　　”Don’t act like a spoiled brat.”

　　The man’s voice was hoarse, as if he was trying hard to endure something.

　　Behave in a spoiled manner?

　　Wen Bei’s expression was blank for a moment.

　　Before he could react again, the man had already stood up and retracted his ability. There was only clarity and a hint of softness in his eyes that was barely noticeable: “Good night.”

　　•=|=•

　　The next day.

　　The huge changes that took place in the Hotel really made everyone feel surprised and horrified.

　　They asked around, but no one knew what had happened the previous night.

　　Some of them did not sleep all night and did not hear any sound.

　　The next day, it was discovered that the Hotel had quietly transformed from a small wooden villa into an entire manor, and the mist lingering outside showed the unfathomable strength of this hotel.

　　Some people who originally had some ulterior motives no longer dared to think about them.

　　For people with this ability, crushing them in the Hotel is as easy as crushing an ant.

　　Wen Bei pretended not to notice the surprised and confused expressions of the crowd and calmly opened the door of the Hotel for business.

　　His relaxed look made him look even more sophisticated in the eyes of others, and his natural arrogance made him look like a noble aristocrat as he moved among the invited guests.

　　The man who had a heatstroke yesterday had fully recovered. He came to Wen Bei to express his gratitude with a grateful look on his face.

　　Like most guests, he felt that Wenbei’s presence was like a savior. The pollution level, which had been in critical condition due to his weakened body caused by heat stroke, had stabilized to a safe level.

　　Wen Bei curled the corners of his mouth towards him, revealing a polite smile that could not be faulted even if captured in slow motion by a top-notch camera: “You’re welcome.”

　　This smile stunned the man and his heart beat uncontrollably faster.

　　Wen Bei: “Did you encounter any difficulties on the road?”

　　Generally speaking, people who frequently go in and out of polluted areas know how precious water resources are. It is difficult to find clean water that could be drunk directly in polluted areas, so they would prepare enough water before setting out.

　　But the polluter, who had suffered from heat stroke, had been dehydrated for a long time when he collapsed in the Hotel.

　　He hadn’t had a drop of water for at least five days, and the weather outside was extremely hot. Any ordinary person would have died long ago.

　　He was lucky to have made it to the Hotel.

　　The man swallowed his saliva, the fear still in his eyes: “Yes, it was someone from the Holy Religion.”

　　Wen Bei was stunned for a moment.

　　This was the second time he had heard of that sect.

　　It turned out that the ones who attacked him were not filthy things, but that evil cult.

　　Wen Bei: “Can you tell me more about this?”

　　The Rabbit Butler was summoned and brought a bowl of peach shaved ice.

　　After seeing the shaved ice, the man became wide-eyed and told everyone about his tragic experience.

　　He originally accepted a mission to escort important documents from the abandoned research institute to the base. There were several high-level polluters in his team, including people from the Huang Qian’s Guild and the White Eagle Guild.

　　Both guilds sent out quite reliable talents.

　　In the abandoned research institute, they encountered a 3A-level filth that was distorted from a datura flower. The people in the team risked their lives to escort the document out safely.

　　Unexpectedly, just when they thought things would go smoothly, the people from the Holy Progressive Church came out to block their way like a mantis stalking a cicada.

　　Having just fought a fierce battle, they were on the brink of collapse, no match for those lunatics.

　　One of the polluters who possessed spatial abilities trapped them in an invisible space and watched them as if they were ants trying to escape.

　　No matter what ability they used from the inside, it would be swallowed up by that space.

　　The outside world could still hurt them.

　　So those polluters were tortured to death.

　　He was the only one left, and due to the special nature of his superpowers, he underwent a paralysis and faked his death.

　　In the end, the bodies of all the people in the convoy were thrown into the polluted area by the people of the Holy Progressive Church to feed the filth. Only he secretly escaped from under the corpses.

　　He was tortured so much and had no supplies on him. He was thirsty, hungry and suffered inhuman torture, which is how he got heatstroke.

　　After hearing what his testimony, Wen Bei’s eyes flashed with a trace of thought: “So that information was also taken away?”

　　The man with heat stroke nodded. “Yes, that information is top secret and we don’t have the authority to open it, so even we ourselves don’t know what data we were escorting.”

　　When he said this, a self-deprecating expression appeared on his face.

　　Everyone in the convoy was thinking about the document that was of vital importance to the base until their death. The document was taken away by forcibly prying open the stiff fingers of the corpses, but no one knew what was hidden in the document.

　　Wen Bei: “Do you still remember what those people looked like?”

　　The man recalled the past. Those memories were painful for him. His expression became very uncomfortable. “There was a girl with short pink hair and a person covered with bird feathers. They were the only ones who showed their faces. Everyone else was covered tightly in white robes.”

　　He was obviously not willing to have a deep conversation, so Wen Bei didn’t make it difficult.

　　While they were talking, Qiu Tin came over from somewhere, with an undeniably strong aura. He just stood between the two men, and the man who previously had a heatstroke turned pale.

　　He felt uncomfortable when Qiu Tin glanced at him coldly, and quickly found an excuse to leave.

　　Recently, Wen Bei had been welcoming new guests at the Hotel’s cash counter.

　　Many guests who come to the Hotel want to find an opportunity to get close to Wen Bei, but the final outcome is almost the same, they would be forced away by someone who follows the owner like a wolfhound.

　　As a result, some strange rumors began to spread in the Hotel- about the relationship between the Hotel’s owner and the man with red eyes.

　　Most people tacitly believe that it must be what they think.

　　With such a ferocious dragon guarding the treasure, even bounty hunters dare not act rashly.

　　This was also the main reason why Wen Bei had not encountered any fanatical pursuers in the Hotel so far.

　　In the end times, violence and beauty like to be put together. With a face that was stunning enough and a hotel that could create miracles for mankind, Wen Bei only needed to wave his hand, and most of the polluters in the Hotel would rush to his feet and be willing to bow down to him.

　　Wen Bei also allowed Qiu Tin to drive away all the male creatures around him like a wild beast building a nest. He seemed not to notice the man’s overflowing partiality.

　　Little do they know that their indulgence is another driving force that encourages people to have dark thoughts.

　　Qiu Tin looked at him and wanted to hide him away more and more, as his own treasure, with only himself in his sight.

　　He secretly pressed his palms, and his red eyes, which had turned into vertical pupils, regained their calm.

　　It’s not the right time yet.

　　Being too reckless would scare his little lark, and then this poor and cute little creature would rather break its wings than be imprisoned in his palm.

　　Only a constant supply of honey could make him completely let down his guard.

　　•=|=•

　　After staying in the Hotel for a while, noisy noises came from outside.

　　Wen Bei heard a familiar voice. He raised his hand from behind the cash register with a little surprise, and paused as he was counting the crystals.

　　The next second, a familiar figure flashed enthusiastically: “Dear Wen Xiaobei!”

　　Huang Qian stretched out her hand and wanted to hug her friend whom she hadn’t seen for a long time, but was separated by a small ball of hideous [pollution].

　　The dark mass opened its mouth, revealing a mouth full of equally black fangs and teeth that were sharp enough to crush a human skull with ease.

　　Huang Qian immediately recognized whose ability this was. She twitched her lips and stepped back: “You don’t have to be so enthusiastic when you just met.”

　　Qiu Tin raised the corners of his lips slightly, with a trace of smile in his eyes: “I also want to say the same to you.”

　　Stingy! Autocratic! Despotic hegemon!

　　Huang Qian cursed Qiu Tin in her heart, but her body had already stopped obediently and maintained a safe social distance from Wen Bei.

　　Wen Bei was somewhat happy to see this former customer: “Why are you here?”

　　Huang Qian tilted her head back: “Were escorting 5A filth.”

　　As a core figure in the big guild, she naturally received the transaction information proposed by Wen Bei.

　　This level of horrific filth, even if contained, still posed unpredictable risks.

　　Wen Bei didn’t expect that the base would agree so quickly, and the action delivered was so quick.

　　He couldn’t help but blink: “Are you in trouble?”

　　Apart from this, he couldn’t think of any reason why a large base would just send out the Class 5A filth that it had taken so much effort to contain.

　　Huang Qian hesitated for a moment: “Yes.”

　　She was well aware of Wen Bei’s sensitivity, so all the arguments she had thought of along the way were scrapped. She reorganized her words, and this time she was very sincere.

　　”We need your help.”

　　Wen Bei: “To be more precise, you need help from other bases.”

　　The [Jump] function of his hotel acted as a bridge, which is particularly important at this moment.

　　Huang Qian took a deep breath, she lifted her hair, revealing an exhausted face that could not be concealed: “Yes, that’s right, we are in big trouble.”

　　She paused again: “Not just our base, I mean…all of humanity.”

Chapter 78

　　The atmosphere was heavy for less than a moment, and Qiu Tin brought a plate of strawberry cake from somewhere. He picked off the creamy strawberries on it and fed it to Wen Bei’s mouth.

　　Ever since he personally fed fruit to Su Wu in front of him last time, he had developed a new hobby.

　　Wen Bei: “…”

　　His psychological quality was made very strong by Qiu Tin’s arrogant personality.

　　He ate the strawberry in front of Huang Qian, glanced over there, and a puzzled expression appeared on his cold face: “Where did this come from?”

　　Like a noble long-haired cat waiting to be served.

　　Qiu Tin: “I unlocked a new restaurant menu last night.”

　　He said it lightly, but to unlock new recipes, one must catch the right filth and fuse them together.

　　Qiu Tin had unlocked other recipes on his own before, but you could tell at a glance who the strawberry cake was unlocked for this time.

　　Huang Qian looked like she was full of dog food: “Ahem.”

　　Qiu Tin didn’t even give her a glance.

　　Wen Bei came back to his senses and continued the previous topic: “Why do you say that?”

　　”You know the Holy Progressive Church, right?” Huang Qian also became serious.

　　”Um.”

　　”This evil cult was a little quiet some time ago, but it has rebounded recently and has become very active. Some safe areas have started to have fewer people, and the filth in the polluted areas has become more agitated than before.” Huang Qian paused, “We suspect they want to cultivate S-level filth.”

　　A single 5A monster is enough to pose a huge threat to the base, let alone an S-level monster.

　　If they really mastered the method of cultivating S-level filth, no one could predict what extreme actions these extremely world-hating people would take.

　　Huang Qian looked at Wen Bei: “There is another piece of bad news…”

　　Wen Bei: “What?”

　　Huang Qian: “Perhaps you still remember the Dark Fire Guild?”

　　Wen Bei glanced at Qiu Tin and said, “Remember.”

　　Qiu Tin looked back with an innocent look on his face, as if he was not the one who beat up all the members of the other guild and occupied the other guild.

　　Finally, the Dark Fire Guild was disbanded due to the exposure of its black market human trafficking scandal, and most of the guilty people were arrested and brought to the base’s court for trial.

　　Huang Qian: “Then you should still remember the vice president who has never shown up. He happened to be out on a mission when the Dark Fire Guild was disbanded, and there has been no news of him since the guild was disbanded.”

　　”I sent someone to investigate and found that he seemed to have returned to the base once, but there was no trace of him in the records of the base guards. After that, no one saw him in the base.”

　　Although Wen Bei had never met the vice president of the Dark Fire Guild, he had heard of some of his gloomy and terrifying deeds.

　　If the president of the Dark Fire Guild just liked to make living people into puppets, the vice president had a darker hobby – it is said that he would make people into human pigs.

　　Unfortunately, they never met the famous vice president until they left the base.

　　Huang Qian: “His name is Chuck. Some time ago, someone from our guild encountered people from the Holy Progressive Church. There was a fierce battle at first, but they seemed to be in a hurry to find someone, so they left after a little delay.”

　　Despite this, her members were seriously injured.