I work as a housekeeper in Guilou

Chapter 12 Unlocking the hospitality area of ​​the Guilou
  "How's it going? Did you get anything?" The free-range chicken asked the kestrel after waiting for two seconds.

If there is a player around him who enters the dungeon, the person who looks directly at him will have his eyesight blackened, and no machine can capture that second scene.

"Rou Baozi beats the dog, and there is no return. Send that message to the experimental team for them to judge. After all, they are professionals." Kestrel pinched his eyebrows, and then called up the computer to send out a few messages.

The free-range chicken showed a true expression and looked at his expression: "Why do you feel so tired? This dungeon is difficult?"

"It's not difficult, it's E-level, but the boss inside said there were monsters among the players."

With a clang, the free-range chicken suddenly stood up and knocked over the chair.

"Don't be afraid, I tested them, they are not tricks."

The free-roaming chicken took a few steps back and forth, looking more anxious than the person involved: "How did you measure it, using the information that 'crackers can't imitate the panel'?"

"You don't believe the boss's information?"

"What I don't believe is the game officials. They are obviously working with the monsters!"

"Don't worry, I also used other props. As long as it detects weak fluctuations in the strange creature's aura, it will warn you. It turns out it's fine." Kestrel spread his hands.

He never puts his eggs in one basket, and results that are not cross-checked are not reliable in his eyes.

Even if the information is false, he will be able to detect it as long as the monster takes action.

When he first led the treacherous creature and made a sudden attack, he wanted everyone to resist, so that he could take the opportunity to observe the reaction, but he was blocked.

However, as long as the final result is good.

Kestrel packed up, but he had few things and nothing to organize, so he finally took away a small red bird ornament.

"Where are you going?" asked the free-range chicken.

"Everyone else has been tested by me, so I have to go and get tested too." Kestrel looked at the distance between the two. Ever since he said that the monster had mixed into the player, the other party had not come closer to him.

"Don't worry, I have already sent a message to the special team. They will be here soon. Remember to keep in touch with 8888 to see if you can get more information."

Kestrel waved to him: "You will have a new partner during this period...it should be Magpie, get along well."

After saying that, he left without looking back. He walked to the door and saw a familiar figure sitting in a wheelchair. He smiled and went over to help push him.

"Boss, you can't come here in person. If I were contaminated by something strange, you would be dead now."

The sound became more and more distant, and the free-range chicken exhaled, patted his face, picked up the chair, sat down, and continued to contact the mysterious person.

Xia Qimiao couldn't read it back. She felt that [Flying Bird] was now a frightened bird, and the grass and trees were all in danger, so she couldn't be exposed.

As for Lu Liming, she needed to observe further.

If the other party is acting alone, then she can reveal part of it to her; if not, then let's talk about it.

She thought about it and gradually fell asleep.

She rarely dreams, and as soon as she closes and opens her eyes, it's a new day.

The same is true today.

When the alarm clock wakes up, it's already eight o'clock in the morning.

Xia Qimiao used to feel irritable sometimes, but this time she felt unprecedentedly calm, because she was about to welcome a wonderful and safe life without duplicates and bloody monsters. This kind of time often passed quickly. When she lay on the bed again, she couldn't help but sigh - it was time to go to the mysterious building to take a look.

After being beaten severely by two copies, Xia Qimiao felt that her endurance had improved and she would no longer be suddenly frightened.

She entered the Guilou, opened the door to the exclusive area of ​​​​the building owner, saw the scene in front of her, and decided to take back what she just said.

Anyone who goes out and sees someone using their head as a racket will be scared, right?

"Sister! Good evening!"

The head and body held in the hand turned around together, showing a wide smile.

Xia Qimiao's hand firmly grasped the doorknob. This area was the absolute domain of the building owner. As long as she made the slightest mistake, she could close the door and isolate it.

She tested with a sullen face: "You want to come in?"

"No, no, no," Sun Buchou's head shook to the ground, "Sister, don't kid me. I saw with my own eyes that the last monster that tried to get in became the nourishment of this building."

The level of that strange thing was higher than his. It dissipated immediately after touching the door handle. He also took the opportunity to touch some of the source of power that floated in front of him. Otherwise, how could he possibly get it in one go like a poor guy like him? Come out with five thousand source power?

Xia Qimiao glanced at the blood marks on the ground and said, "An Shang, I hate being dirty, messy, and ugly."

The head immediately jumped to the neck and twisted twice before finding the right position.

The blood on his face and on the ground was sucked back to the broken place, leaving a red mark about one centimeter thick on his neck, which looked like a special collar at first glance.

Looking at it from a person who doesn't know Sun Buchou's background, they would only think that he is a pretty handsome male high school student, and would not associate him with a strange thing at all.

She took a step forward, and Sun Buchou took three steps back. She reflected on her previous behavior and felt that she had done nothing. She could only attribute his behavior to cowardice and couldn't help but be frightened.

"Lord, I've cleaned everything up," he said with a flattering smile on his face, "Are you in short supply of tenants recently?"

"No." She was indeed lacking, but she didn't want the monster to guess what she was thinking, so she simply denied it.

Sun Buchou couldn't analyze anything from her expression, so he could only ask cautiously: "Then why did I...?"

Xia Qimiao couldn't think of a good answer for a moment, so she gave him a look and let him figure it out for himself.

I don't know what Sun Buchou thought of, and his body trembled. Suddenly, there was a bright light in front of his eyes, and he subconsciously slipped back to the stairs, waiting for the light to go out before he came over.

Xia Qimiao spent three thousand resources to unlock the reception area.

The original rough cement floor has been replaced by smooth ceramic tiles. The crystal lights hanging from the ceiling are reflected on the ceramic tiles. There is only a set of sofas in the huge space, which is the most stain-resistant white color.

Only the huge clock on the inner wall still maintained its original weird state, turning silently.

Sun Buchou subconsciously touched his neck and looked at the pure white sofa and thought to himself, if he got this thing dirty, his head would be wrenched off by the host.

He didn't know that Xia Qimiao was also complaining about this color. She had been mentally prepared, but she didn't expect it to be too normal.

"Sit," she ordered simply.

Sun Buchou's body reacted faster. When he came to his senses, he had already sat down, but he sat on the edge farthest from Xia Qimiao. His hands and feet were stiff and he didn't know how to place them, and he was very stiff.

"Lord, do you have any instructions?"

(End of this chapter)