Complaints over.

What needs to be done still needs to be done.

When Qianye entered the bathroom with the intention of simply taking a bath for himself, he suddenly discovered that there were prepared work clothes and work IDs in the bathroom...

When thinking about whether Europe in this era has such a system of employee uniforms and work passes.

He has washed up and changed into clothes...

Go to the mirror next to the bed.

Qianye looked at himself in the mirror and felt that it was pretty good.

At least it looks more suitable to wear, and the system looks somewhat handsome.

"However, this world is a bit like my mother's world, where there are no indigenous people and the role is played as victims."

"The only difference is that people here retain their own memories, which is different from assimilation..."

When Qianye walked downstairs.

The reminder written on that piece of paper kept coming to mind.

For example, he can't tell other people his own story...

Only when he returned to the tavern.

The scene in front of him left him in a daze.

Inside the tavern.

It’s different from the deserted appearance yesterday.

It's like a different place here.

I don’t know where the cobwebs and dust have gone...

Those old abandoned dining tables and chairs.

Now it has become as new as ever.

The light bulb hanging above the head slightly emits a charming pale yellow light...

"What's going on?"

"Has it been renovated? Or renovated?"

The layout is the same as yesterday.

This made Qian Yeluo doubt his own memory.

After just one sleep, the tavern changed from an extremely deserted situation to a beautiful atmosphere.

There are a few guests occasionally.

Still sitting there holding a glass of wine, chatting with his friends.

Qianye's eyes moved towards the front desk.

He found that Feng Li, whom he had met before, was already on duty with a certificate, as if he was a professional in this place and was seriously entertaining customers.

Li Jinwei stood at the door, acting as his security guard.

besides.

There are also several staff members Qianye has never seen before, walking around in the tavern...

"Do you adapt so quickly? Or..."

In order to prevent this world from being like my mother's world, everyone's memories will be reorganized.

Qianye walked slowly to the front desk, intending to confirm whether his guess was accurate.

"What's wrong? Mr. Chino?"

Feng Li greeted Qianye politely.

A standardized professional smile, as if she had been working here for a long time.

Qianye observed that there was no one else around him.

He stretched out his right hand and lightly knocked on the desk at the front desk, asking in a low voice: "You still remember what happened last night, right? That cruise ship."

Hear the words.

Feng Li nodded.

But there were some questions in her eyes. I don't know why Qianye asked this.

"It's okay, just remember."

Get the answer.

Qianye didn't wait any longer.

Since everyone still has their own memories, it should be that they, like me, have received arrangements to work seriously on the letter paper.

Turn around.

Qianye also came to his own post.

He didn't know what the prompt written on the letter asked them to do, but for now it seemed that it was better to follow it...

Everyone did it.

Then if he chooses to violate it.

If something unexpected happens, it will be totally worth the loss.

Try to put on a smile like Feng Li's.

Qianye stood at the door like a door god, preparing to start the day of his new job...

After dropping out of school, he made a living by writing novels.

This is one of the few jobs he has experienced.

Um.

Boring, boring.

There is no way to raise any interest...

This is the daily routine of security work.

After standing at the door for two hours, Qianye felt that her legs and feet were very sore, so she had to find an excuse to hide in the toilet and take a rest...

"Standing like a fool, not everyone can do this kind of work."

On the toilet.

Qianye rubbed his sore legs and couldn't understand how some people in the real world persisted for ten or eight years in a job that was very grueling, like a knife cutting into people's patience.

He felt that if he stayed in this kind of place for a long time.

I'm afraid everyone can be made stupid...

"As a security guard, can I really encounter any main plot? Or am I just here to make soy sauce?"

Qianye was a little skeptical.

This invitation meeting was obviously different from what An Gui had told him before.

The information I have received cannot be completely trusted.

Next.

He still has to dig deep into most things himself...

For example, there is indeed such a thing as plot in this world, and there should be a main plot.

Otherwise we would have summoned so many people.

And the poster he saw on the wall before seemed meaningless...

"But how do we get into the main plot?"

Qianye hammered her sore waist again, thinking about what she should do in the next month.

Since it is a horror world.

Then something unusual should happen.

It can’t be said that this invitational meeting is purely for him to come on vacation and experience life...

"trouble."

Sighed.

Qianye stood up and prepared to return to his post.

It was really hard for him to imagine how he would get in touch with the main line given his position and status...

But if you really can’t think of it.
To be continued...