“Huh?” Qin Che thought for a moment, “Since she is a Permanent Resident Member, all the Staff at the hotel should know her. I’ll inquire about her situation first.”
Thinking this, Qin Che arrived at the Front Desk. The four "Misses" were standing behind the desk. Since there were no Guests checking in at the moment, they could only smile and watch the main door.
Qin Che found one of the Misses standing relatively close to him, leaned in, and flashed a smile: “Missy~”
Her complexion was pale, her eye sockets were pitch black, and only her almond-shaped pupils emitted a faint light.
Hearing Qin Che’s flattering voice, she showed no reaction, only shifting her almond-shaped pupils toward Qin Che.
Well, she’s a Female Ghost who isn't interested in men.
After calling her Older Sister four times to no avail, Qin Che looked helplessly toward the main door.
He would inquire about Ms. Moxiya’s matters later.
At that moment, a Fatty wearing a black Butcher's uniform walked in, emanating a foul stench. Qin Che could smell the blood on him from quite a distance.
He was dragging a Sledgehammer, which scraped against the ground, making a grating sound.
His face was strange, swollen like a Pig's head, with distorted features. Qin Che looked closely and realized that wasn't his face.
On the side of the face were black stitches.
It was a face sewn onto him!
“Guest! Are you here to check in?” A Player was currently bowing, their voice full of flattery, “Full-service treatment, from check-in until you leave, I can satisfy any request you have, guaranteed to leave you Satisfied!”
The man stopped in place, mechanically turning his head.
Without any warning,
he swung the Sledgehammer and smashed it down onto the Player’s head.
Qin Che froze, his mouth wide open, but he couldn't utter a sound.
That person hadn't offended him at all!
What happened to the promised gentle game mode?
The Butcher Man didn't stop; dull thuds echoed continuously.
After an unknown amount of time, he stopped, swung the Sledgehammer to fling off the blood, and then walked toward the Front Desk.
Fortunately, he ignored Qin Che, who was standing to the side.
The four Front Desk Misses looked completely unfazed, smiling as they processed the Butcher Man’s check-in.
0625, that was the Butcher Man’s room number.
If he remembered correctly, it was a corner family room suitable for a Family, cozy and comfortable.
“Thank you.”
The Butcher Man spoke; this was his first word.
Afterward, he thanked the other Misses one by one, even including Qin Che, who was standing nearby.
“Thank you.” When he expressed his thanks, he even gave a slight nod, a complete contrast to his previous brutal demeanor, appearing like a refined Fatty.
“Ding—Notification, Babu yearns for Family.”
Qin Che was startled, then, as if guided by a spirit, he said:
“You’re welcome, please treat this place as your home.”
The Butcher Man paused, seemingly realizing his Sledgehammer looked a bit frightening, and hid it behind him, then said, “Thank you.”
“Favorability from Babu +5.”
“Number 0326, you have received one Super Surprise Review, please continue to work hard!”
At that moment, the Steward wearing a black suit walked down the rotating staircase in the Lobby.
“Numbers 0326, 0327, and 0328, clean up the Lobby. If a Guest sees you vomit, you are dead!”
Qin Che was startled and quickly rushed toward the Staff passage toward the utility room, where the cleaning Tools were kept.
In the utility room, Number 0327 couldn't help but exclaim, “This game is too dangerous. I’ve already received one Bad review. What am I going to do tonight?”
His face was ashen; he was clearly quite frightened.
Number 0328 wasn't faring any better. His hand trembled as he picked up the items. Qin Che looked closely and realized his right hand only had Three fingers left, the cut clean, not even bleeding.
Qin Che’s pupils contracted slightly, but his expression didn't change much.
The Thriller World was just like this, full of hidden dangers everywhere.
Qin Che’s luck was incredibly good; he was only being targeted by one ugly Female Ghost.
“Hurry up and get to Work,” Qin Che said, grabbing the bucket and mop and being the first to exit the utility room.
Looking at the messy Lobby, Qin Che felt nauseous. Even though he was gritting his teeth tightly, the surging contents still leaked out between his teeth.
Recalling what the Black-clothed Steward had said, Qin Che quickly covered his mouth and forcefully swallowed back what was rising from his stomach.
The other two didn't have such strong self-control. As soon as they reached the side, they couldn't help but vomit loudly.
Fortunately, there were no Guests in the Lobby at the time. The Black-clothed Steward only glanced over here before continuing his patrol.
After cleaning the Lobby, Qin Che went to the Staff Toilet and vomited several times until he was exhausted. He then returned to the Front Desk and stood next to the black-eyed Miss.
After observing for over an hour, the Front Desk seemed to be the safest place.
Watching the Lobby where Ghosts came and went, Qin Che sighed. It had been over an hour since Babu left, and his Golden Finger hadn't shown any signs of activity.
With a thought, he opened the Shopping Mall.
Bloodstained coffin nail （ One-time consumable, can Seal a Ghost Item for 30 minutes. Time duration weakens as the Ghost Item level increases ） — 30000 Favorability.
Doll filled with needles （ Durability consumable, writing the target's name on the back of the doll will inflict damage upon them ） — 50000 Favorability.
...
Qin Che looked at his accumulated Favorability, only a meager 10 points. He couldn't even afford one needle for the doll. He immediately felt dizzy and quickly exited the Shopping Mall, entering the Lottery Center.
Single Draw, Ten consecutive draws.
Guaranteed reward after 100 draws: Broken stopwatch （ One-time consumable, can rewind Time to 30 minutes prior ）.
Hmm, a very familiar feeling.
Single Draw 0.1x Discount Coupon?
A Single Draw costs 1000 Favorability; 0.1x discount means 10 Favorability.
Hiss, Qin Che could barely contain himself.
Draw! Must, immediately, draw right now! Draw fiercely!
Immediately, Qin Che felt his vision go black. Then, a Purple Vortex appeared for no reason. A purple arm, like withered wood, extended out of the Vortex and reached in front of Qin Che.
The palm opened, and an eye lay quietly in the center of the palm.
“Obtained Eye of Insight.”
“Eye of Insight: One-time consumable, can directly obtain Character Information without needing Favorability.”
Qin Che tucked the Eye of Insight away and nodded with satisfaction.
Judging by the nature of this Golden Finger, the lottery draws should also be divided into White, Blue, Purple, and Gold tiers. This Eye of Insight should be considered a rare Item.
Not bad. He didn't know how long he’d have to save Favorability to reach 3 stars. The Eye of Insight brought him convenience.
However, the Eye of Insight only had one use, so he needed to think carefully about how to utilize it.
By noon, the Afterlife Hotel started getting busy again. Almost all the Waiters were assigned to the Restaurant, leaving only a few people in the Lobby to continue receiving Guests.
At this point, Qin Che’s Points had reached 7. In one morning, he had received one Super Surprise Review, two Good reviews, one Neutral review, and one Bad review.
Qin Che found the reason for that Bad review inexplicable.
That short, skinny, pockmarked man had given him a Bad review for no reason.
Qin Che hadn't even made eye contact with him.
But fortunately, it only deducted five Points and didn't harm him.
Just as Qin Che was considering how to slack off, the Black-clothed Steward called out to him: “Number 0326, Mr. Babu, who gave you the Super Surprise Review earlier, hasn't come to dine. Take these things to him.”
Qin Che glanced at the Lunch on the Small Cart—a bowl of meat sauce noodles, a piece of fried ribs, a portion of tripe, and a bowl of soup made from the Brain of some unknown creature.
Judging by Babu’s attire, he should be a Butcher. These were all things he would easily encounter, and since he was fat, this greasy food was likely unsuitable for him.
Qin Che shook his head: “You’re going to feed Mr. Babu this?”
The Black-clothed Steward said coldly, “These are the best-selling dishes in the hotel.”
“This Lunch won't do. Change it,” Qin Che stated without giving any face, staring intently at the Black-clothed Steward’s expression.
“I am the hotel’s Steward!”
“Then if the Guest is not Satisfied, will you take responsibility?”
Hearing this, the Black-clothed Steward was momentarily speechless, the light in his eyes practically screaming that he wanted to bite Qin Che’s head off.
In the Afterlife Hotel, Customer is King.
“I am only trying to ensure the Guest has a better stay experience,” Qin Che continued, a smile curling his lips. “Mr. Babu is a Butcher; you’re feeding him things he deals with daily. Heh, I really don't know how you managed to become a Steward. Do you have any Brains?”
“Then you choose,” the Black-clothed Steward ground out. “If Mr. Babu gives you anything less than a Good review, I will find a reason to slaughter you.”
“And if I receive better than a Good review?” Qin Che asked.
“I’ll give you double the Points,” the Black-clothed Steward said with a dark face.
He had never seen such an arrogant Player before; this was the first time. But due to the hotel Staff rules, he couldn't do anything to Qin Che right now.
“I don’t need that,” Qin Che sneered.
He had mostly figured out the game rules now. By building a good relationship with one Guest, he could milk Points from them. As long as he behaved, he wouldn't have to worry about Points later on.
And Babu was his first fat sheep.
“Then what do you want?”
“Ms. Moxiya’s information,” Qin Che said.
Hearing this, the Black-clothed Steward suddenly crossed his arms: “Oh?”
Qin Che didn't hide anything, taking out a gold-stamped room key card: “She gave this to me before.”
The Black-clothed Steward smiled: “Fine, no problem. If you get a Neutral review, I’ll give you her information.”
He then added, “This is a gift from me. When you get back from delivering the meal, if you want anything else, as long as it’s not too excessive, I’ll satisfy you.”
The Black-clothed Steward’s sudden 180-degree change in attitude surprised Qin Che, who asked, “What are you smiling about?”
“I remembered something happy.”
Qin Che looked at him strangely, didn't think too much about it, and stated his request: “I want a meal, normal Human food.”
His stomach only contained sour liquid now, burning fiercely.
“No problem,” the Black-clothed Steward replied readily.
“When it’s the Staff Lunch time, use my name. Eat whatever you want; eat as much as you like, no limit.”