I open a hotel in Thriller World

Chapter 36

After leaving Moxie's room, a deep sense of powerlessness suddenly hit him, he just wanted to live.

After standing at the door of the room for a while, Qin Che was ready to go back to the 39th floor.

At this moment, Yang Zhi, who was working on the 12th floor, came over suddenly.

"Qin Che—" His face was painted black, and his voice was full of respect, "This time, I really thank you."

Qin Che was suspicious: "Thank me for what?"

Yang Zhi smiled helplessly: "Do you still remember that hidden mission?"

Qin Che thought for a while and said, "Is that the public restroom on the eighth floor? What's wrong?"

"If you hadn't knocked me out in the bathroom last night, I might... have gone to join in the fun." Yang Zhi said, with a great sense of fear in his eyes, "But Xiao Li and the others... I should have listened yours."

As he spoke, Yang Zhi's shoulders began to tremble.

Qin Che patted him and said, "That's how the horror world is. Don't put too much pressure on you. Work hard and get through the next few days to get down to business."

Qin Che was not in the mood to deal with him at all, so he gave a few perfunctory words of comfort, and then returned to the 39th floor. First, he washed his face and adjusted his state, and then walked to the door of Room 3907 with anxiety.

Just as he walked to the door, Xia Qingcheng opened the door, folded his hands on his chest, and leaned against the door frame.

"Have you dealt with it?"

Qin Che nodded.

"I didn't expect you to be quite domineering. No man has ever dared to treat Moxiya like this." Xia Qingcheng smiled with great interest.

"Ding—the time-limited task has been completed, the reward: golden treasure chest*1, which has been distributed to your personal items."

Qin Che heaved a sigh of relief when he heard the sound of the task being completed.

"I'm sorry, Sister Qingcheng, I made you laugh." Qin Che said, bowing slightly.

"It doesn't matter." Xia Qingcheng said, and returned to the room, "Come in."

While speaking, she walked to the sofa in the living room: "Actually, I didn't intend to kill the exclusive butler in front until I saw you."

Qin Che's heart moved: "Then why did you still want to kill him?"

Xia Qingcheng glanced at Qin Che: "If you want to change your exclusive butler, you must have some reason, don't you think?"

She spoke very calmly, as if she just crushed an insignificant ant to death.

"The main reason is that I smelled a familiar smell on you, so I came up with a whim." Xia Qingcheng said with narrowed eyes.

"Okay, let's get down to business. I have a few requirements for my exclusive butler, and I've written them down on paper." As he spoke, Xia Qingcheng handed Qin Che a piece of yellowed paper, "I hope you can do it, Otherwise, no matter how good your relationship with Moxiya is, I will take one thing from you."

While speaking, her eyes flicked over every part of Qin Che's body, and then smiled: "Don't be afraid, I'm not the kind of unreasonable person."

Qin Che's eyebrows twitched unconsciously. Who said that she was an unreasonable person just now?
"Okay, let me take a look first."

Looking at some of the requirements on the paper, Qin Che was a little surprised.

The above are all simple things, such as having to drink afternoon tea at 2 pm every day, reading the newspaper when drinking afternoon tea, having a dish of blood tofu for dinner, and the water temperature in the bath must be 48 degrees...

These are all easy things to do.

But why, the previous butler couldn't even do this little thing well?

Qin Che glanced at the time, it was already 01:30 in the afternoon, and it was less than half an hour before Xia Qingcheng had afternoon tea.

"Okay, Miss Qingcheng, I understand." After saying that, he exited Room 3907.

When he came to the exclusive kitchen on the 39th floor, Qin Che showed his badge as the exclusive butler. The ghost chef didn't make things difficult for him, and asked Qin Che to wait for a while.

Qin Che naturally didn't wait in the kitchen foolishly, but came to the book area on the 39th floor, planning to find a newspaper that was only printed at noon that day.

The place where the newspapers were placed was very conspicuous. Qin Che looked at the date and time, and took a copy back to the restaurant.

At this time, the chef had also finished preparing the afternoon tea. He cooked a cup of bloody milk tea and a strange black cake with two human eyeballs for decoration.

Seeing that Qin Che was holding a newspaper in his hand, he couldn't help smiling.

Qin Che seemed to realize something was wrong, and asked vigilantly, "Is there any problem?"

The ghost chef didn't hide anything from Qin Che, he looked at the time and said, "You still have 10 minutes, Miss Xia Qingcheng... only reads the Huangquan Daily newspaper, you can't do it."

"Huangquan Daily...she didn't mention it, and it didn't say that Huangquan Daily is required on that list." Qin Che couldn't help but said.

The ghost chef said helplessly: "Hurry up, that's right...the little brother from Huangquan Daily had some accidents today and didn't come to deliver the newspapers, so you can't find Huangquan Daily in the book area over there."

Qin Che was startled, and hurriedly said, "Then where can I get Huangquan Daily?"

The ghost chef shrugged his shoulders and said helplessly, "I'm just a cook, how would I know."

Hearing this, Qin Che's face turned ashen.

No wonder, she said before that the butler can't do a little thing well, but you didn't make it clear, how can you do it well?By guessing?

But in the final analysis, Qin Che was too disapproving.

When he came to the horror world, his journey went smoothly, and he used his insightful eyes to handle any difficult things perfectly. Now that he lost his insightful eyes, he realized his own lack of ability.

How to do.

Beads of sweat appeared on Qin Che's anxious forehead.

"How about you go out for a stroll? I remember there should be a newsstand outside." Ghost Chef said.

Qin Che shook his head: "It's too late, 10 minutes must be too late, and I can't fly..."

wait...fly?

Qin Che suddenly realized, took out two crows, and controlled them to fly out of the kitchen window.

Since Qin Che has become a ghost master, coupled with the enhancement of ghost power, Qin Che can now control two crows at the same time with ease. After a while, Qin Che took out the third crow.

The three crows performed their duties, flew in different directions, hovered at low altitude, their eyes were piercing, and their eyes kept scanning the small shops on the street.

Qin Che took a deep breath, thanked the ghost chef, and then pushed the cart to 3907.

His steps were heavy, and it seemed that every step was a torment. The three crows were like headless chickens, wandering around the hotel, where could they find any newsstands?

Qin Che couldn't help but glanced at the time. There were still more than two minutes left, and he felt like giving up. Just as he was thinking about how to face Xia Qingcheng for a while, a crow suddenly caught a glimpse of a big brother who was about to Covering his face with newspapers, a pair of thief eyes kept squinting twice.

"Huangquan Daily!"

Qin Che was overjoyed, and controlled the crow to take a closer look. It happened to be newly printed that day!
Not long after, the three crows gathered together and charged towards the big brother sitting on the bench.

Sorry bro!I really need this newspaper!

Qin Che thought helplessly.

The black and sharp beak of the crow poked the big brother's head without hesitation, and the big brother was not on guard against the crow.

There are crows in every corner of the horror world. If he had been prepared against crows, he would have been exhausted.

The elder brother was so irritable after being pecked by the crow, he yelled: "Dead bird! Dare to peck me! Wow - dead bird!"

It doesn't hurt for the crow to peck, but it's annoying!

Finally, he couldn't bear it anymore, and used his ghost power to disperse the crow, only to find that the newspaper in his hand had disappeared.

……

Xia Qingcheng was sitting on the sofa in the room at this time.

Outside the large floor-to-ceiling windows, there is a whole picture of the horrifying world. The sky is like sulfur, and the purple vortex is slowly turning. Under the vortex, there is a huge black castle, like a giant beast crawling here.

Xia Qingcheng took the milk tea brought by Qin Che, took a sip, and reached out to Qin Che: "Where are the newspapers?"

As soon as the words fell, Qin Che felt a piercing chill enveloping his whole body. At this moment, he seemed to be deaf, and his soul fell into an abyss, surrounded by endless darkness.

In this abyss, there seemed to be countless people who couldn't see their faces clearly, reaching out to him, trying to pull him in to be with them.

cold... trembling...

After a long trance, Qin Che finally returned to his own consciousness.

The crow landed outside the window on the 39th floor. Qin Che immediately walked over and took the copy of Huangquan Daily.

"Here comes the newspaper."

(End of this chapter)