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Chapter 322 Eight years old?!

"No?" Liu Yu asked.

"Of course not!" Veins popped up on the service staff's face, "No, no! Which of you opened the room?"

His excited look cast a haze in the hearts of Liu Yu and others.

"..." Douglas raised his hand to signal.

The service staff immediately looked at him and without saying a word started to take off his clothes, yelling: "Quick! Take off your clothes, let's change clothes! Hurry up!"

Douglas frowned and looked at the others.

"Just do it, the situation is unclear now," Mrs. Jones said.

Liu Yu and others also agreed.

Douglas glanced at Xia Yanzhen and saw that he also "acquiesced", so he changed clothes with the service staff.

The two of them have about the same body shape, and they actually fit well after changing their clothes.

"Quick, you sit here, you are the front desk now, do you understand?" the service staff said anxiously, "Until seven o'clock tomorrow morning, you are the front desk, do you understand?"

He repeated the words several times.

Douglas's mouth was slightly open, and if he moved even a little bit, he would feel excruciating pain, making it difficult for him to speak.

"What should the front desk do?" Liu Yu asked on his behalf.

"Register guests. If a guest calls and asks you to do something, just do something." The service staff said, "Remember, after twelve o'clock in the evening, unless someone calls and asks you to do something, don't leave.

Lobby.”

"Is there an employee handbook?"

Xia Yanzhen suddenly asked.

Since there are guest entry rules, there should also be something like an employee handbook.

"Yes, yes, wait a moment, I'll get it!"

The service staff ran away in a hurry.

"I'll go take a look." Qin Feng said and immediately followed.

"I'll go too." Wang Defa also followed.

The three people left the lobby and disappeared from the sight of several people.

Douglas immediately started writing: "Do I want this to be the front desk?"

There is no public channel for confrontational killing scenes, so he can only speak like this.

"There is no way. If you are willing to bear the risk of not abiding by the hotel's rules, don't do it. It just so happens that you can also give us a reference." Mrs. Jones's words were ruthless. "Jin just used his own life to prove that absolute

Can’t leave the hotel.”

"Not necessarily. The death of the bald man was not due to the hotel's power. It was the rules of God's Dreamland and the hotel's rules. Violating them would only be dangerous, not necessarily fatal," Liu Yu said.

That's what he said, but it didn't feel like comfort, it felt more like he was being yin and yang.

Douglas was still thinking.

At this time, Qin Feng and others came back.

The service staff held a thin "Hotel Service Staff Handbook" in his hand and thrust it into Douglas's hand.

Douglass looked at it immediately.

The others didn't say anything and waited patiently for him to finish.

"Where's the room card? Where's your room card?" The hotel service staff felt in his pocket and couldn't find the room card.

Douglas's key card is naturally in the imprinted space.

The room card is very important, and everyone will definitely not keep it in their pocket. Even a complete newcomer understands the value of imprinted space.

"Gene Era"

None of these newcomers are ordinary people.

God's Dream will give detailed information and does not require the presence of a newcomer guide.

The difference between them and the Apostle of Lao Meng is only experience - and it is only experience related to the dream of God.

In other aspects, I really can’t say who is stronger and who is weaker.

Jin died not because he was weak, but because Xia Yanzhen was too strong.

Douglas took out the room card and handed it over.

The service staff looked at the number above - 302.

"You also remember to return to your room before 12 o'clock." After saying that, the service staff went to the room first.

Qin Feng grabbed him: "Don't worry, it's still early, it's not even eight o'clock. What's going on in this hotel, aren't you going to tell us?"

"There's nothing to say, but everyone must abide by the hotel's rules, otherwise, something terrible will happen," the service staff said.

"Where is this place, who are you, and how did you get here to work as a staff member?" Liu Yu asked.

Her voice and words were obviously unusual.

It has a great "comforting" effect on service staff who are always in a state of agitation.

The service staff calmed down a little and said, "My name is service staff No. 8. This is the Happy Hotel at Happy Zoo."

"Happy Zoo? You mean, the hotel is built in a zoo?"

Everyone is a little confused.

It is understandable that those theme parks have hotel accommodation.

But building a hotel inside the zoo?

I have never heard of this operation, and are you not afraid of the smell of those animals?

Also, from what Xia Yanzhen saw, the outside was quite empty. It was not an exaggeration to say it was wilderness. It was not quite like the zoo scene he went to when he was very young.

Is it the kind of high-end wildlife park that locks people up?

"Yeah, what's the problem with building it in a zoo?"

"Okay, then your name..."

"Service staff No. 8." No. 8 looked normal and didn't think there was anything wrong with being called by this name.

"How old are you and when did you come to work here?"

"Eight years old, I came here to work when I was seven years old." Number 8 said.

Everyone looks at the figure of a size 8 adult. Is this fucking eight years old?

"Okay, okay, I'm going to my room. I'll come and change with you after seven o'clock tomorrow. It should be fine by then." No. 8 said.

Obviously, this eight-year-old service member's worldview is seriously different from everyone else's.

He grew up like this at the age of eight, started working at the age of seven, and was called "No. 8", which seemed to him to be normal things.

Just like ordinary people studying and working, it is a basic process.

No one stopped No. 8 and allowed him to leave from the stairs.

Even if I ask, what can I ask?

If you remind No. 8 that our "world views" are completely different, it might cause unnecessary trouble.

Everyone's task is to survive in the hotel for seven days, not to explore the hotel's secrets.

By this time, Douglas had finished reading the thin "Service Personnel Manual" and began to circulate it.

After a while, it came into Xia Yanzhen's hands and he opened it.

"Service Personnel Manual"

1. Please wear work clothes to identify yourself in the hotel.

2. Please do not leave the hotel area during work.

3. Try your best to meet the guests’ requirements.

4. In case of emergency, please notify hotel security personnel immediately.

5. If an animal breaks into the hotel, please also notify the hotel security staff.

Note: Animals refer to creatures that do not wear clothes and most of them do not move with their feet on the ground.

6. If a guest refuses to eat their food and expresses multiple times that they are hungry, please contact security and keep your distance from such guests.

7. During the meal, please go to the staff restaurant on the second floor to eat. Remember not to enter the guest dining area.

8. If your work clothes are damaged or broken in any way, please go to the employee lounge immediately to change them. Never work in the hotel wearing damaged work clothes.

9. During non-working periods, be sure to stay in the employee dormitories and do not go out.

10. If you feel hungry, be sure to remember that guests and other hotel employees are not food. Food will only exist in the staff restaurant and eating is not allowed anywhere else!

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There are ten important rules in total.

The rest are relatively trivial.

For example, there are only two designated meal times a day.

According to the 24-hour clock, 11:00 to 13:00 and 17:00 to 19:00 are two hours.

As for working hours, they are not in the employee handbook, so the worksheet should be somewhere else.

"The room we went to just now is similar to a room where employees rest and change clothes." Qin Feng said, "There should be a work schedule there."

"Go and have a look?"

As soon as a group of people gathered together, they headed there.

Just after taking two steps, the grandfather clock in the lobby rang, eight times in total.

It's eight o'clock.

Although the hotel only has one building, the area of ​​each floor is not small.

In addition to the lobby on the first floor, there are various walkways, rooms, and two elevators.

In addition to the spiral staircase and elevator, there is also a fire escape leading to the upper floor, but the door is closed.

Qin Feng and Wang Defa led everyone into the employee lounge.

The inside is relatively spacious, about fifty or sixty square meters, and contains a wardrobe - the kind of wardrobe you would find in a bathroom or swimming pool locker room, but it is larger and you can hang clothes in it.

In addition to the wardrobe, there are coffee tables and sofas.

Placed randomly, it looks a bit messy.

There is a small whiteboard on the wall with worksheets posted on it.

Everyone, come and take a look.

The time above is August 20th.

From 7 a.m. to 7 p.m., the person assigned is service staff No. 7.

From 7 pm to 7 am the next day, the 21st, the service staff was No. 8.

So today should be the 21st.

Next is from 7 a.m. to 7 p.m. on the 21st, and the staff assigned is service staff No. 9.

Just these three shifts, nothing more.

There are tea cups, a hot water bottle, and some snacks on the coffee table.

Those wardrobes require a card to be opened.

The wardrobes are all numbered, from 1 to 9.

There are nine service staff in the hotel?

"That kid, you didn't give me the card." Douglas was confused. He could barely speak now.

Mrs. Jones stretched out her hand and lightly scratched her finger on the wardrobe, leaving a white mark.

"This wardrobe is very strong and difficult to open." She said, with invisible spider silk wrapping around her fingers.

Normally, this kind of wardrobe would be easily cut open.

Suddenly, Mrs. Jones seemed to have thought of something, and she stretched out her hand towards the wall.

On the white wall, there was a thin streak, a little bit of dust falling off.

Her spider silk can only cut so few traces out.

Mrs. Jones couldn't help but glance at Xia Yanzhen.

She did not forget that this man nailed gold to the wall!

Over in the lobby, there are still traces of the long weapon piercing the wall.

Compared with the opponent's destructive power, her invisible spider silk seems to be more than a little bit behind?

This discovery made Mrs. Jones unhappy.

In this hotel, everyone can become an enemy, and the only one who can be trusted is yourself.

And people who can become enemies at any time seem a bit strong...

The white marks on the wardrobe and the marks on the wall clearly show Mrs. Jones' behavior.

Others can see it clearly too.

Liu Yu and others' eyes changed slightly when they looked at Xia Yanzhen.

In the fight against the killing scene, there is a dream apostle who seems to be very powerful, which is not good news for others.


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