After The Fall Of The Earth, My Hotel Became Popular - Chapter 97

Chapter 97 – Presented Before the Top Forces Of The Base

　　”Master.” The mysterious man stared at the man in front of him who was stroking the jade carving.

　　The man called the master put down the things in his hands, with a slight approval in his eyes: “Well done.”

　　The mysterious man lowered his head and his expression could not be seen clearly.

　　He has always been taciturn and never seeks credit for his achievements.

　　This characteristic is one of the main reasons why he was able to become the leader’s confidant in just a few months.

　　The calmness in the leader’s eyes was replaced by a smile: “The degree of fusion between him and that S-level filth has reached 98%.”

　　The mysterious man’s mind moved, and the fingers placed aside could not help but curl up for a moment: “What will happen after the fusion?”

　　He couldn’t help but ask the question that had been buried in his heart for a long time.

　　The leader did not answer the question immediately. He looked outside the door and saw a scarlet tumor growing in the corridor.

　　In constant breathing.

　　These tumors, connected by red veins, grew in every corner of the sanatorium.

　　Many people in the Church have been living with these things for so long that they have completely ignored them, treating them like some kind of bonsai.

　　As a kind of filth, it will not actively attack humans, like moss on the wall, which looks disgusting but causes no harm.

　　But in fact, these are the “real body” of the S-level filth.

　　The pile of flesh that Fang Huahua took away was only a part of the torso.

　　The mysterious man followed his line of sight and saw the tumors whose arcs had become fainter. He just realized that those tumors were actually S-level filth.

　　The red veins of the sarcoma will eventually all converge in one place.

　　That is the center of their entire church, and also, in the leader’s words, the highest-level false god who can lead them into a new era.

　　The leader turned around and said, “I remember that you were exiled from the base because of that hotel owner named Wen Bei. When we catch him, I’ll leave him to you to deal with.”

　　The mysterious man did not show any excitement at his words. He nodded, looking a little dull: “Yes.”

　　Leader: “Come with me to see our false god.”

　　They walked one after another towards the highest point of the mountain.

　　There wasn’t a single piece of filth to be seen along the way.

　　All the filth in the vicinity had long been captured and merged with the false god.

　　He had absorbed countless filth and now he had become such a horrible person.

　　Once he is completely integrated with the S-level filth, he will become the most terrifying top-level killing weapon in the world.

　　Even though he witnessed the leader and other members gradually becoming crazy and twisted, the mysterious man remained calm and his gaze was like a pool of stagnant water.

　　Then they came to the so-called false god. It was a huge transparent container, and there was someone sitting in the solidified liquid with his eyes closed the whole time.

　　The mysterious man originally thought that he would see a monster that was hideous due to deformation and had completely lost its human features, but he did not expect to see a handsome man with long hair.

　　The veins of the tumor all pierced into the gap above the container and penetrated into the man’s skin like needles.

　　Some red unidentified objects surged into his body.

　　This is what is called “fusion”.

　　The leader’s eyes showed obvious joy: “Our world is absurd and has been abandoned by the gods. The only way is to create a new god ourselves, a god that belongs only to us.”

　　He stretched out his hand and made a hugging gesture, with a ferocious and enjoyable expression on his face.

　　”The bones and flesh of those ignorant and abandoned people will build the road to a new era.”

　　The female corpse, pressed tightly against him on his right shoulder, shed tears of blood with her eyes tightly closed.

　　Like some kind of silent resistance, the corners of his mouth remained stiffly raised, but no one cared.

　　•|•

　　At the Judgment Table.

　　Wen Bei met many people, from ordinary Security Council members to senior members, all of whom had the same goal – to get him to plead guilty.

　　The situation was too urgent at the time, and Qiu Tin wanted to take him away from the scene directly, but was stopped by him.

　　They didn’t know if there were any people with tracking abilities in the Security Council, and fleeing the scene rashly would only increase their suspicion later on.

　　The people in Yi Guang Base are now 100% wary of his hotel. As the boss, he cannot let the Hotel’s reputation be damaged at this time.

　　It must be proved that the red blood incident had nothing to do with him, and even less with the Hotel.

　　And this was already the twenty-fourth hour of his captivity.

　　Wendy hurried over and waved her hand tiredly, asking everyone else to leave.

　　They were the only two left in the courtroom.

　　Wen Bei looked at her with clear eyes, and the fox tail behind him even swung a little comfortably.

　　Wendy came here originally with anger, but seeing that she couldn’t get angry for no reason, she sighed: “So you mean that he was already dead when you rushed over?”

　　”Yes.”

　　Wendy’s face was expressionless: “You appeared at the crime scene as the first eyewitness twice in a row, and according to our investigation, you had no connection with the second deceased at all, but you appeared in his home for no reason.”

　　”I had some friction with the second deceased.” Wen Bei admitted frankly.

　　Wendy looked at him and frowned: “Do you think you were framed?”

　　Wen Bei tilted his head: “Maybe it’s because I interrupted them from completely killing Sparrow.”

　　Before Wendys could continue to ask questions, the door was suddenly pushed open, and she glanced sideways impatiently: “I said, now is my time.”

　　Standing at the gate was a man dressed in extremely flashy clothes. His hair was purple and there were purple marks on his eyelids like eye shadow. He blinked at Wendys and said, “The Security Council wants to hold a meeting to deal with this matter together.”

　　Wendy sneered, “More than a hundred people have died, and they finally have a conscience and want to start taking it seriously?”

　　The purple-haired man was holding a cigarette that was especially precious in the apocalypse. He took a puff and said, “Among the people who died yesterday was Deng Se’s youngest son.”

　　Wendy’s face darkened.

　　Deng Se was a well-known radical. When she proposed to build a school in Area C to provide free learning opportunities for children under the age of sixteen in Area C, he was the first to oppose it.

　　Later, when he saw that his opposition was ineffective, he forcibly took away the school’s right to develop textbooks.

　　Wendy and he had been enemies for many years. After hearing what the purple-haired man said, she did not feel sorry for her colleague. Instead, she raised a mocking arc at the corner of her mouth: “If I remember correctly, his youngest son once forced several women and underage men, and in the end he just paid a lot of crystals to get away with it.”

　　The implication is that he is dead now and he deserves it.

　　The purple-haired man smiled but said nothing: “Let’s go to the meeting.”

　　He looked at Wen Bei, who was in shackles, and said, “You come with me.”

　　The silver handcuffs were hanging on his wrists, but Wen Bei didn’t look like he was being held captive. He raised his chin slightly, his eyes filled with dignity, “Lead the way.”

　　Unlike most people in the apocalypse whose faces are sallow due to fatigue and anxiety, his well-maintained face is filled with a healthy spirit.

　　The purple-haired man couldn’t help but look at him again: “Very brave.”

　　Ordinary people in the Yi Guang base, no matter which district they are from, are very afraid of people from the Security Council.

　　Wen Bei looked at him innocently, and the ears on his head twitched alertly.

　　He followed behind them, followed by several tall polluters, all of whom obeyed Wendy’s orders to ensure her absolute safety.

　　Wen Bei did not ask about Qiu Tin, who had separated from him, because he knew that person was definitely not someone he needed to worry about.

　　He walked from the courtroom to the central hall of the Security Council.

　　There were already other radicals sitting inside, and one of them had a sinister look in his eyes since he came in.

　　Wen Bei guessed that he was the Deng Sethat the purple-haired man had just mentioned.

　　Sure enough, before he could even stand up, the man spoke first: “You are not from the Yi Guang base at all!”

　　These words are like a stone thrown into a calm lake.

　　Even Wendy’s eyes, which were originally calm, became sharp: “Why do you say that, Mr. Deng?”

　　She is of the same level as Deng Se, but is a generation younger than him, so she uses honorifics.

　　That did not prevent her from quarreling and confronting him on a regular basis.

　　Deng Seturned around and signaled, and the polluter standing behind him immediately distributed the information in his hand.

　　He had guessed that their fake IDs would be exposed, but he didn’t expect it to be so soon.

　　How many crystals will it cost to control all these people?

　　Wen Bei quickly scanned the area with his special powers and found that it was still within his budget.

　　After reading the document, the five most powerful people started quarreling with each other.

　　More than a dozen polluters pointed their guns at Wen Bei.

　　Wendy’s expression became complicated, and she stared at Wen Bei: “Who are you?”

　　She originally thought that the young man might just be an innocent scapegoat.

　　Now it seems that it is not that simple.

　　Deng Se was very excited: “He must be a member of the Holy Progressive Church! Who else would do such a thing except someone from that church!?”

　　As soon as the word “Holy Religion” came out, the polluters who were holding guns around became more vigilant. Some of them secretly mobilized their special abilities, ready to pounce on him as long as he dared to make any unusual movements.

　　Wen Bei stood in the crowd, so calm that he didn’t look like someone waiting to be interrogated.

　　He raised his voice: “I am not.”

　　These few words did not end their panic.

　　Until a loud thunder interrupted everyone’s chaotic speech and completely illuminated the panic in their eyes.

　　”What’s the noise?” Wendy was the first person to remain calm.

　　There was a calmness and strength in those fine-lined eyes.

　　Someone rushed in from outside.

　　The polluter next to Deng Se’s face turned pale: “No barging into the meeting is allowed!”

　　The man stuttered: “Something happened outside.”

　　As if to reflect his words, the sky suddenly became gloomy.

　　Even though they were indoors, they could sense that there was something a little different in the air than usual.

　　At some point, the handcuffs on Wen Bei’s hands broke.

　　He moved his wrist and slowly looked out the window.

　　The originally sunny weather was now completely covered by blood-red clouds.

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K. Ruel