hsntnovel Chapter 8: Quality? Boss, do I have any of that on me?
Chapter 8: Quality? Boss, do I have any of that on me?
late at night.
Two lonely people huddled together in the kitchen on the first floor.
Thanks to Wei Yan's efforts, the kitchen, which was originally covered in blood, is now barely passable, at least not so much that people would think it was the scene of a crime.
Having finally gotten some time to rest, Wang Xiao took some ingredients out of the cold storage.
He glanced at Wei Yan, who was slumped to the side, and asked, "In your current state, can you eat anything?"
Looking somewhat listless, Wei Yan quickly waved his hand and said, "Boss, you can eat by yourself. I don't have much of an appetite right now. I need to rest for a bit."
After saying that, Wei Yan slumped his head on the table, looking utterly hopeless.
You'd think he'd been accidentally ruined by someone.
Throughout the day, in order to keep up with Wang Xiao's pace and not fall behind, Wei Yan saw nothing but corpses all along the way.
I thought I'd found a powerful backer, but I ended up exhausted like a dog.
Finally, the newly appointed boss actually asked him, a new employee, to manage a talent who cosplayed a snowman, and also made him clean the entire public area of three floors by himself.
These exhausting and stressful days reminded Wei Yan of the time before his college entrance examination.
During the preparation period, he only needed to put in a little more effort.
Now, he not only has to put in the effort, but also the mental and physical strain. Isn't this just making him wear a mask of pain?
While contemplating life, Wei Yan glanced at Wang Xiao, who was humming a tune as he ate noodles.
Wei Yan didn't understand why, despite all the things that had happened today, this man could remain so calm, and even seemed to have a hint of happiness on his face.
And when he killed those zombies, he didn't hesitate at all.
If he hadn't witnessed the zombies eating people with his own eyes and seen their ferocity, he would have thought Wang Xiao was like the protagonist in an isekai anime, leveling up by defeating monsters.
Compared to Wang Xiao's formidable fighting prowess, he was simply a complete weakling.
What impressed Wei Yan even more was that Wang Xiao showed no discomfort after killing the zombies.
On the contrary, the man even has the mood to prepare a late-night snack.
You see, he can't help but gag at the sight of anything bloody, let alone eat it.
Seeing Wang Xiao's expression as if nothing had happened, Wei Yan couldn't help but wonder if it was him who was abnormal, or Wang Xiao who was abnormal, or if something was wrong with the world...
Unlike Wei Yan, who looked half-dead and severely self-doubting.
Wang Xiao, who had also been busy all day, felt no drowsiness at all; on the contrary, he was extremely excited.
Starting tomorrow, he will no longer have to make daily phone reports to his CS boss, nor will he have to spend his nights with clients and then struggle to write tedious work logs on his phone with a headache.
Wang Xiao didn't know if there was something wrong with him, but he felt that running a hotel in this zombie horde would be easier than his previous job, following the system's requirements.
At least he doesn't have to rush out of bed before dawn, then take a taxi with a groggy head to catch a flight to his next destination.
As for whether there are any guests, he's running a hotel in a zombie horde, why would he expect to have any guests?
What a joke!
Of course, if someone actually managed to get here by walking through a whole street of zombies, Wang Xiao would accept it.
Putting everything else aside, the fact that they were able to get here means they're either some kind of chosen one or they really have something special.
Based on his many years of work experience, it's best not to mess with someone like that.
Once the water boils, the noodles are added, and in no time a bowl of noodles is served on the table, along with various side dishes prepared in advance, and finally sprinkled with a handful of chopped green onions.
A fragrant bowl of noodles, so delicious it whets the appetite, is ready.
Upon smelling the aroma, Wei Yan, who had been like a 'dead dog', suddenly straightened up, and saliva involuntarily flowed from his mouth.
"Boss, I..."
Before Wei Yan could finish speaking, Wang Xiao glanced at him, which immediately dampened his spirits.
So he wasn't included after all?
What kind of heartless company did he join? He worked himself to the bone all day and they didn't even give him a meal!
He wants to protest!
Just as Wei Yan was mentally criticizing Wang Xiao's inhumane behavior, Wang Xiao's calm voice came over.
"There's still some in the pot, add the side dishes yourself. Look at you, how can I trust you to do big things with me like this?"
"Thank you, boss!"
Upon hearing that Wang Xiao had prepared a share for him, Wei Yan's eyes lit up, and he immediately perked up.
As for Wang Xiao's later promise to take him on a big mission, he had already ignored it completely.
Even if something incredibly important happens now, he has to finish this bowl of noodles first.
"Mom, boss, the side dishes you prepared are so lavish! Wow~ wow~, sizzle~ sizzle, oh my god~ it smells so good!"
Seeing Wei Yan looking like a starving ghost who hadn't eaten for three days and three nights, Wang Xiao shook his head helplessly.
"Stop it, eat slowly, there's more if you're not full. You're a college student, how come you don't have any of the manners a college student should have?"
After taking a satisfying slurp, Wei Yan casually remarked, "Manners? What kind of manners are you talking about, boss? Do I have any? Can you eat it now?"
Upon hearing this, Wang Xiao felt that what Wei Yan said made some sense.
We still don't know when the rescue will arrive, and it seems that nothing beats a bowl of hot noodles in terms of basic courtesy.
After rescuing the man dressed as a snowman, Wang Xiao briefly checked the food in the cold storage.
The cold storage contained a considerable amount of food, likely recent stock from the hotel, so Wang Xiao didn't need to worry about food for the time being.
After finishing the remaining noodle soup, the two of them each ate a large bowl of hot noodles to get through the first night after the apocalypse.
After eating and drinking to your heart's content, sleepiness naturally sets in.
Wei Yan yawned and said, "Boss, I can't stay awake any longer. I'm going to take a nap. Call me if you need anything!"
Seeing that Wei Yan actually planned to spend the night in the kitchen, Wang Xiao grabbed his clothes and lifted him up.
Wang Xiao frowned and said, "If you want to sleep, go to the guest room. This hotel is so big, what, do you think we'd be short of a bed for you?"
Wei Yan scratched his head and chuckled, "I was just too sleepy..."
"Stop talking nonsense. We'll take turns keeping watch tonight. You go and rest first. I'll wake you up when it's almost midnight."
"Ah? No way..."
"Should I throw you out now?"
Upon hearing that Wang Xiao was going to throw him out, Wei Yan quickly stood up and replied, "No way! Boss! I'll guard him, okay?"
"Go upstairs and sleep. I'll wake you up."
"Yes."
After watching Wei Yan go up to the second floor, Wang Xiao returned to the lobby reception desk alone.
Although he had already locked the hotel door with his key, he wasn't comfortable lying down on the bed so unguarded until the door was upgraded.
It was late at night.
Bored, Wang Xiao took out his phone and started reading a novel that he had paid to cache but hadn't finished reading before, thus passing the time.
If it weren't for the occasional heart-wrenching screams and incomprehensible roars that echoed around him, Wang Xiao would have truly believed that everything in this world was normal.
While Wang Xiao was engrossed in reading the novel, a middle-aged couple fleeing from disaster quietly appeared near the hotel.
"Honey, I see there are fewer zombies near this hotel. Wait for me here while I go to the hotel to find some food. If there aren't many zombies inside, maybe we can hide there for a while."
"Honey, we don't know anything about the hotel. It's too dangerous for you to go alone. Maybe we should just forget about it..."
The man shook his head and said, "No, these zombies move noticeably slower at night, so the night must have some effect on them."
If we wait until daytime when they resume their activity and the area around the hotel is teeming with zombies again, we won't have such a good opportunity as we do now.
Besides, it's not a good thing for us to keep hiding like this.
I don't care, but your health isn't good to begin with. If this continues, you'll collapse before you get any help.
This time, listen to me. If anything really happens to me... then you'll have to rely on yourself.