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Chapter 158 The eighth-level ghost king who forced his way into the Blood Boring Hotel in the middle of the night [Please vote! 】

As the deputy manager of the agency, Mu Rufeng knew most of the rules.

If Mu Rufeng had spent more time, he would have known the rules of the entire hotel.

"Yes." All the players nodded in response.

After everyone finished eating the free instant noodles, the group came to the third floor of the hotel.

"Shi Lan, Ouyang Li, and Zhao Youfeng, you three will live in room 310."

"Okay, Manager Mu." The three of them nodded in succession.

They are all girls, so it's not a big deal if they live in the same room.

Especially Shi Lan, she was an ordinary person living with two contractors, so she couldn't be too safe.

"Liu Yong, Zhou Bing, Yao Xuanyu, you three live in 309, Wang Ziqi and Liu Qi, you two live in 308." Mu Rufeng said.

"Okay, Brother Mu." Several people responded in succession.

"By the way, Brother Mu, where does that guy live?" Liu Yong asked.

"Me, I have my own room, living in 307." Mu Rufeng said.

There are not many rooms on the third floor, only ten. These ten rooms are hotel staff dormitories.

As for the Blood Boring Hotel, there are only fifteen employees in total, and three of them live in one room.

Because there were also women who were weird, fifteen people stayed in six rooms.

The four vacant rooms can just be allocated.

If you have the privilege, you would be a fool to not use it. If you can live in a room by yourself, Mu Rufeng naturally doesn't want to live with others.

……

After a day of intense and exciting work, Mu Rufeng returned to her room 307.

This room used to be occupied by Wang Gen. After he was fired, he took away all his belongings.

Before coming in, Mu Rufeng had already asked the cleaning staff to clean it.

I have to say, this room is quite nice.

"Gurgling!" Mu Rufeng's stomach suddenly growled.

I only ate one bucket of instant noodles at noon and one bucket of instant noodles in the evening. I was already very hungry.

It wasn't that Mu Rufeng didn't want to buy more food, but that he thought he had a gourmet tablecloth.

Mu Rufeng immediately came to the table, then took out the [Gourmet's Tablecloth] and spread it on the table.

"Gourmet tablecloth, give me a free food first." Mu Rufeng said.

When Mu Rufeng finished speaking, a burst of black mist appeared on the tablecloth.

When the black fog dissipated, a large bowl of hot white rice and a plate of hot chili-fried pork were revealed.

"Uh, the free food is fried pork with chili pepper? Is it so good?" Mu Rufeng was slightly startled, and then started to eat.

But soon, Mu Rufeng was dumbfounded.

Because he doesn’t have chopsticks!
Well, this [Gourmet Tablecloth] only provides dishes and meals, but not chopsticks.

Helpless, Mu Rufeng had no choice but to go to the second floor and get a pair of chopsticks from the kitchen.

When the first bite of chili fried pork entered his mouth, Mu Rufeng's eyes suddenly lit up.

Not to mention, the taste is definitely authentic fried pork with chili pepper, and the taste is not inferior to the dishes cooked by chefs in star-rated hotels.

Even the white rice seems to be of high quality, soft and fragrant in the mouth.

Soon, Mu Rufeng finished all the food.

"I'm still a little hungry. Let's get some free food." Mu Rufeng said again.

At this time, I saw a line of words appearing on the tablecloth: "Free breakfast, lunch and dinner are provided every day, for a maximum of five people."

"It's actually calculated based on head count and number of times?" Mu Rufeng murmured to herself.

However, he didn't care. It was already pretty good to be able to provide free breakfast, lunch and dinner every day.

"But should I put RMB or soul coins?" Mu Rufeng thought.

Soon, Mu Rufeng chose the soul coin.

Because he didn't have cash on him, only soul money.

Mu Rufeng took out a 100-yuan soul note and placed it directly on the tablecloth.

One second, two seconds, three seconds later, a layer of black mist rose again and enveloped the entire tablecloth.

When the black fog dissipated, a large bowl of soup as black as ink appeared in front of Mu Rufeng.

"Soup? It's dark. Can you eat it?" Mu Rufeng looked at the big bowl of soup and felt a little scared.

Mu Rufeng came closer and sniffed it, but there was no smell inside.

Mu Rufeng reached out and touched the bowl. Suddenly, the properties of the soup appeared in front of Mu Rufeng.

[Ground Meat Soup]: A fresh soup made from the raw materials of first-grade spiritual creature ground meat.

Effect: After taking it, it speeds up physical and mental recovery, and can enhance weak ghost power.

"Spiritual creature? What is this? A specialty of the strange world?"

"Forget it, I'll give it a try." With the attributes explained, Mu Rufeng didn't have so many worries.

He picked up the broth and took a sip.

When the soup entered his mouth, Mu Rufeng's eyes suddenly lit up.

The aroma and umami are intertwined and flow into the mouth, making Mu Rufeng feel refreshed.

Immediately afterwards, Mu Rufeng took a big gulp of the soup, and some fine meat foam entered her mouth.

Mu Rufeng chewed it, filling her mouth with the taste of a special kind of meat.

This kind of taste is not weird, but it is delicious, like beef, mutton, and fish.

"Not bad, really good." Mu Rufeng drank up the broth in one breath.My stomach felt a little full.

"Hiccup~~!" When a full burp came out, Mu Rufeng felt much better.

Immediately, Mu Rufeng will put away the tablecloth.

Then, something surprising happened.

The dishes that Mu Rufeng placed aside also disappeared.

"Ha, that's great. I can actually handle the dishes by myself, which saves me the effort of washing the dishes." A smile appeared on Mu Rufeng's face.

Then, Mu Rufeng looked at the time and found that it was almost eight o'clock.

Mu Rufeng glanced at the bathroom and immediately entered it.

Not long after, Mu Rufeng walked out feeling refreshed.

I have to say, it’s so comfortable to take a shower and lie on the bed after get off work.

"Sleep, sleep, tomorrow will be another beautiful day."

After Mu Rufeng set the alarm clock, she fell asleep directly on the bed.

It's already past eight o'clock in the morning in the real world.

It could be said that Mu Rufeng had stayed up all night and was already very sleepy. Almost immediately after lying down, Mu Rufeng fell into a deep sleep.

……

I don't know how long it took, but Mu Rufeng felt dazed and felt so cold.

He opened his eyes, only to find that there was a white figure in his arms.

It was this figure that made Mu Rufeng's body feel like an ice cave and woke him up from the cold.

"Bai Jingwei!" Mu Rufeng shouted word by word.

"Hmm~~嘤~!" Bai Jingwei let out a sweet moan and woke up from her sleep in a daze.

However, when she saw Mu Rufeng's dark face clearly, she suddenly became excited.

"Brother Mumu, what's wrong?"

"What's wrong? If you didn't stay in the contract slot, why did you end up in my arms?" Mu Rufeng said with a cold face.

"Isn't it more comfortable to sleep this way? I think Brother Mu makes me feel very comfortable when he hugs me." Bai Jingwei said softly.

"Hand your head, you are so cold. Do you want to freeze me to death so that you can inherit my inheritance?" Mu Rufeng said angrily.

"No, if Brother Mu dies, I will die too." Bai Jingwei said quickly.

"Is this what I'm telling you? Can you get the point straight, please?"

"Forget it, I'm too lazy to tell you. Remember, don't lie on the same bed with me again without my permission." Mu Rufeng said coldly.

"I understand, then I'll go back first." Bai Jingwei whispered, and then returned directly to the contract slot.

"It's so cold." Mu Rufeng shivered, and then she wrapped the quilt tightly.

"Dong dong dong!" Suddenly, Mu Rufeng's door rang.

Mu Rufeng, who was in bed, was suddenly startled and stood up immediately. At the same time, bandages were immediately wrapped around his body.

He also took out the butcher knife and the singing mouth immediately.

"Dong dong dong!" The door was knocked again.

"Mr. Mu, are you asleep?"

Mu Rufeng's eyes suddenly became a little strange.

He recognized this voice as Liu Mei's.

Mu Rufeng looked at the time and found that it was two o'clock in the morning.

It was so late, why did Liu Mei knock on his door?

After eight o'clock, not to mention customers, even hotel employees will not go out, because this is the rule of the Blood Boring Hotel.

The Blood Boring Hotel will randomly eat people walking inside the hotel in the middle of the night, which may be weird, so there is this rule.

However, after becoming a shareholder, I learned more information.

As long as they are shareholders of the Blood Boring Hotel, as well as the managers and deputy managers of the Blood Boring Hotel, they will be protected by the Blood Boring Hotel and can walk in the hotel at night.

"Manager Liu, it's so late, why aren't you sleeping yet?" Thinking of this, Mu Rufeng asked.

"There is a tough guy who is trying to break through the ghosts in the hotel. He will be able to get in in two or three minutes," Liu Mei said.

"What? Someone broke into the Blood Boring Hotel at night?" Mu Rufeng was slightly startled.

"Yes, you can see it from the window." Liu Mei added.

Mu Rufeng said nothing, stood up from the bed, and then came to the window.

From his position, he could see the situation below.

Sure enough, there really was a tall, weird figure covered in black smoke.

The black smoke from this strange body is constantly eroding the ghosts in the Blood Boring Hotel.

And next to the weird ones, there are three weird ones.

It wasn't this guy's men, but the three security guards from the Blood Boring Hotel, all lying on the ground, not knowing whether to live or die.

Without any hesitation, Mu Rufeng directly used the life-and-death skills on the three security guards and the strange intruder.

Feeling the improvement in attributes, Mu Rufeng walked to the door and opened it directly.

"Manager Liu, who is that person? Can you control the Blood Boring Hotel to kill that guy?" Mu Rufeng said.

Liu Mei shook her head and said, "I'm just the manager, responsible for the daily maintenance and management of the hotel. I can't mobilize the power of the Blood Boring Hotel at all."

"This weirdo dares to come like this. He is at least an eighth-level ghost king."

　I got off work a little late today and am quite tired, so there are only two updates left, sorry!

　　
　
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