Chapter 125 The First Job
“This job can give time more meaning, allow me to exert my psychological and physical energy, let me come into contact with more people and things, and let me Accumulating more experience will allow me to realize my own value.”
In the early hours of midnight, in a corner of the city shrouded in darkness, Han Fei stood in a gloomy convenience store with only ten drops of blood left. With a professional smile, he looked at the frighteningly skinny clerk in front of him.
"I'm really here to apply for a job."
After a full minute passed when their eyes met, the thin clerk seemed to suddenly wake up from his dream. Part of his sanity returned to his lower eye.
His cloudy eyes rolled in his sockets. He no longer muttered those terrible words that no one could understand, but said a few words very clearly: "This store is not mine. Do you want to stay in this store?" Working here requires its approval."
"It?"
"Follow me."
The one-eyed clerk led Han Fei. When he reached the innermost part of the convenience store, he opened a door and motioned for Han Fei to go in.
A faint light emanated from the room. Although Han Fei was a little reluctant, he still walked in.
Inside this door is a convenience store warehouse with a variety of items in it.
The one-eyed clerk is like a puppet. He has no thoughts of his own most of the time, his mind is muddled, his walking is uncoordinated, and his body seems to fall apart at any time.
"It's here. If you can find it, it means it agrees with you to stay here." The one-eyed clerk's eyes kept beating in his sockets, looking a little scary: "That candle is about to burn out. You'd better hurry up."
After that, he left alone and locked Han Fei in the warehouse alone.
“Leave now? Is he lying to me?”
The convenience store warehouse was full of various things. Han Fei didn't know what the clerk asked him to find: "The real owner of this convenience store seems not to be a 'person', but a certain item. According to the clerk's prompts, I Find each other before the candle burns out."
For other residents of the deep world, it is very difficult to find something without any clues. They don’t even know what the thing looks like or what it is used for. But Han Fei is different. He is a player and the system Will automatically identify most items touched by him.
Without wasting time, Han Fei first grabbed the lit candle on the candlestick.
"A piece of white wax used to pay homage to the souls of the dead."
The introduction of the system is very straightforward. The candle contains Yin energy and is also a special item, but it is not what Han Fei is looking for. thing.
Speeding up his search in the warehouse, Han Fei touched items one by one. As time went by, the light from the candles became weaker and the room became significantly darker.
The landlord's ring on his finger started to sound an early warning, and Han Fei felt something was wrong. He thought this convenience store looked like a department store and had everything, but when he entered the warehouse, he realized that this convenience store was nothing more than a department store. It's a white goods store, and the innermost shelves are filled with things for dead people.
The scene in front of him was very scary, but considering the nature of the game "Perfect Life", Han Fei was not too surprised.
Before the candles went out, Han Fei came to the last row of shelves. This row of shelves in the deepest part of the warehouse was filled with paper figures.
Standing in front of the shelves, Han Fei felt as if he was being stared at by pairs of eyes. He bravely touched the paper figures.
The feeling of running your fingers across the paper is very strange. The temperature of each paper man seems to be different, as if the body of the paper man contains various souls.
When the candle flame was flickering and about to go out, Han Fei felt an unprecedented feeling on his fingertips.
He stopped in a daze and looked at what his fingers touched. The moment he raised his head, the candlelight in the room went out.
“What I touched with my fingers just now was clearly a paper figure, but the feeling coming from my fingertips was like touching the skin of a living person. Its body was warm.”
There was a sharp pain in his wrist. Before Han Fei could react, a faint light appeared in the warehouse again, and a new piece of white wax was lit on the candlestick.
And this time Han Fei could see clearly that there was a painful grimace engraved on the complete white wax. The white wax in the room seemed to be made of lonely ghosts.
The warehouse door was opened, and the one-eyed clerk shook his weak body and came to Han Fei's side in a few steps: "He agreed to your stay."
Han Fei always felt that the one-eyed clerk was Used to convey messages, his thinking is in chaos most of the time.
"Let me take you to familiarize yourself with the store first." The one-eyed clerk's voice was emotionless. He led Han Fei around the warehouse and introduced Han Fei to the items in each area: "You have to remember these items. If the goods outside are sold out, you have to replenish them in time. If new goods are delivered, you are also responsible for accepting them. "
" Will anyone else deliver new goods to us? ”
"Everyone who enters the store is both a customer and a product." The one-eyed clerk paused for a long time and then added: "Most of the time they are customers."
"Understood." Han Fei nodded.
“You are also responsible for the hygiene in the store. Many customers will make a mess in the store. You must ensure that the store is clean and tidy, at least it looks clean on the surface, so that customers will have the desire to buy.” One-eyed clerk Pointing to the labels on the warehouse shelves: "There are no prices marked on all the items in the store, but they all have hidden prices."
"What does hidden price mean?"
“We simply divide the customers who enter the store into seven categories according to the strength of their obsessions: slightly regretful, very sorry, and extremely regretful. Customers with regrets are the most common ones, and their body parts are not expensive. Even customers who are extremely regretful can't sell it at a high price." The one-eyed clerk was educating Han Fei on the value of the product, but to Han Fei's ears, this was simply explaining the level of strength of the devils in this world.
"The customers with higher prices than those with regrets are the customers with resentment. These resentful customers usually pretend to be the same as the customers with regrets. They all maintain their human form. But when those resentments are in danger, They will reveal their true bodies, and they will turn into various monsters. The value of resentment. Relating to their body size, we divide them into three categories: small, medium and large.”
The one-eyed clerk’s words reminded Han Fei of Xiaoba, who usually behaves like a harmless human being. Child, but when all the Human Puzzle Pattern victims fuse together, she will turn into an extremely large bloody evil spirit.
“Resentment is very dangerous, but it is also very rare. If you encounter a small or medium-sized Resentment, you can try to trade with it. If you encounter a large Resentment, then you can find a way to lead it to the warehouse. "
"Senior, didn't you just say that customers are divided into seven categories? ? There are only six categories out there. ”
“A very small number of resentments will turn into pure hatred. We call this type of customer hatred. If you encounter hatred, you are very lucky. If it survives, you can go to the warehouse to find it and let it tell you what to do.”
The prices of items in this store are very strange. All items are marked according to the customer's body parts. For example, the candy at the door is worth an eyeball of a regretful customer; and the paper at the deepest shelf The price of a person is equivalent to the head of a small resentment.
With such a bloody and straightforward price tag, it’s no wonder they dare not write out the price of the product directly.
After introducing the customer's own value and the goods in the warehouse, the one-eyed clerk asked Han Fei again. Unexpectedly, Han Fei answered fluently. He just looked at it once and remembered the names and locations of all the goods. .
"Senior, there seemed to be a song that sounded last night. Is it hatred..." Han Fei just mentioned it. Before he could finish speaking, he was glared at by the clerk.
"Above hatred, there are no customers. That level is called not being able to talk. If you don't want to die without knowing anything, don't talk about it." The one-eyed clerk began to introduce Han Fei to the shelves outside. , he taught Han Fei how to use various tools in the store, and then brought Han Fei into the staff preparation room.
"This is where we change shifts, and the photos on the wall are of our former colleagues."
After the one-eyed clerk finished speaking, Han Fei raised his head and saw that one by one his face had been painted out with a red pen Photos almost covered the walls.
"Look here." When Han Fei turned his head, the one-eyed clerk pressed the switch of the camera in his hand, and a photo quickly popped up in the old-fashioned camera: "Your photos will also be posted here in the future, eh? ”
Holding Han Fei’s photo, the one-eyed clerk’s expression changed for the first time.
“What’s wrong?”
"Why can't the camera capture you?" The one-eyed clerk handed the photo to Han Fei. There was nothing in the photo.
Han Fei also felt strange, could this camera only take pictures of ghosts?
He glanced at the camera, and there was a ghost eye hidden in the camera lens.
"How about you try again?" Han Fei activated the ghost marks on his body this time, and he let the yin energy of the unlucky ghost on the eighth floor wall fill his body.
The one-eyed clerk took another photo, and this time a human figure appeared in the photo, but the figure was a little blurry and looked completely different from Han Fei.
"That's it." The one-eyed clerk took out a palm-sized paper man from the drawer, and then nailed the photo and paper man to the wall: "If something is lost in the store, you need to compensate for it, except for this point , there are no other requirements."
"I want to be a temporary clerk. How can I leave if something happens in the future?" Han Fei asked bravely.
"Leave?" The one-eyed clerk's eyes kept rolling, and black lines appeared on his body. Those lines pierced directly into his blood vessels and heart. An unimaginable pain suddenly appeared, and he He suddenly fell to the ground and started to vomit, and countless pieces of paper spit out from his mouth.
It took a long time for the one-eyed clerk to return to normal. His mind seemed to have become cloudy again, and the remaining eye looked a little cloudy: "What did you just ask me?"
"It's okay. I said I will work hard and strive for our boss to achieve financial freedom as soon as possible." Thank you to the leaders of the battle against Master K! Thank you to the leader of Immortal Qitian!
(End of this chapter)