Chapter 124 The first job

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“This job can give time more meaning, allow me to unleash my psychological and physical energy, allow me to come into contact with more people and things, allow me to accumulate more experience, and allow me to realize my own value.

"

At midnight and early in the morning, in a corner of the city shrouded in darkness, Han Fei, with only ten drops of blood left, stood in a gloomy convenience store. He looked at the thin and scary clerk in front of him with a professional smile.

"I'm really here to apply."

Their eyes met, and after a full minute, the thin clerk seemed to suddenly wake up from his dream, and some of his senses returned to his only remaining eye.

His cloudy eyes rolled in his sockets. He no longer muttered those terrible words that no one could understand. Instead, he said a few words very clearly: "This store is not mine. What do you want in this store?"

Working here requires its recognition."

"it?"

"Come with me."

The one-eyed clerk walked through the shelves and led Han Fei to the back of the convenience store. He opened a door and motioned for Han Fei to go in.

A faint light emanated from the room, and although Han Fei was a little reluctant, he still walked in.

Inside this door is the convenience store's warehouse, which contains a variety of things.

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 moment.

"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 eye sockets, looking a little scary: "That candle is about to burn out, you'd better hurry up.

"

After saying that, he left alone and locked Han Fei alone in the warehouse.

"He's leaving 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 he touches.

Without wasting any 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.

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 was like a department store and had everything. But when he entered the warehouse, he realized that this convenience store was just a white goods store. In the end,

The shelves inside are all filled with things for the dead.

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 located at 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, and he bravely touched the paper figures.

The feeling of running your fingers across the paper is very strange. The temperature of each paper figure seems to be different, as if the body of the paper figure contains various souls.

When the candle flickered and was 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 candles 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: "It agreed to let you stay."

Han Fei always felt that the one-eyed clerk was just there to convey messages, and his thinking was in chaos most of the time.

"Let me familiarize you with the store first." The one-eyed clerk's voice was emotionless. He led Han Fei around the warehouse and introduced the items in each area to Han Fei: "You have to remember the location of these goods. The goods outside

If it is sold out, you have to replenish it in time, and if new goods arrive, you are also responsible for accepting them."

"New goods have arrived? Will anyone else deliver 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 have to ensure that the store is clean and tidy, at least it looks clean on the surface, so that customers will have the opportunity to buy." The one-eyed clerk pointed to the warehouse shelves.

The label on the item: "All items in the store have no price tags on them, but they all have hidden prices."

“What do you mean by implicit price?”

"We simply divide the customers who enter the store into seven categories according to the strength of their obsessions: slightly regretful, very sorry, extremely regretful. Customers who feel regret are the most common. The prices for their body parts are not high, even if they feel extremely regretful.

Customers can't sell it at a very high price." The one-eyed clerk was trying to educate Han Fei on the value of goods, 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 is related to the size of its body, and we divide it into three categories: small, medium and large according to its size."

The one-eyed clerk's words reminded Han Fei of Xiaoba. Normally, Xiaoba behaves like a harmless child, but when all the victims of the human puzzle fuse together, she turns into an extremely huge bloody evil ghost.

"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-scale resentment, then you can find a way to lure it into the warehouse."

"Senior, didn't you just say that you would divide customers into seven categories? This is only six categories out of a dozen."

"A very small number of resentments will turn into pure hatred. We call this type of customer hatred for short. If you encounter hatred and are lucky enough to survive, you can go to the warehouse to find it and let it

Let me tell you how to do it."

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 another question. 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 speak, the clerk gave him a sharp look.

"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 looked up and saw that the walls were almost covered with photos with faces painted out in red pen.

"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, huh?"

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. Apart from 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 boldly.

"Leave?" The one-eyed clerk's eyes kept turning, and black lines appeared on his body. Those lines pierced directly into his blood vessels and heart. An unimaginable pain suddenly appeared. He suddenly lay on the ground and started

Vomiting, 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 muddled again, and the remaining eye looked a little cloudy: "What did you ask me just now?"

"It's okay. I said I will work hard to help our boss achieve financial freedom as soon as possible."


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