Zhou Bai went to the door of Director Lin's office throughout the morning and looked at it several times.
I never saw him come out again.
At noon, the chef also brought lunch to him.
But he cursed loudly through the door, and the chef was so frightened that he could only take the lunch back to the kitchen.
However, "Director Lin" seems to have always had this problem of not eating when he is in a bad mood.
The chef looked calm and didn't seem too worried.
I just put my lunch on the table and then went to do other things of my own.
In the afternoon, Zhou Bai gave Nightingale some honey water.
I played a few games with Xiaohei and Baozi.
Chatted with the parrot for a while.
He also took out a comb and combed his gray hair.
Time flies very quickly, and it comes to four o'clock in the afternoon.
The food delivery boy rang the doorbell on time when the clock in the work area pointed to four-thirty-five.
Zhou Bai put down the comb in his hand, walked to the door, and opened it.
The food delivery boy, for some reason this time, actually brought two food baskets.
Moreover, the food on the two vegetable baskets is fuller than usual.
Zhou Bai felt a little strange and asked.
"Why did you bring so much food today?"
The food delivery boy was still wrapped up tightly and refused to speak.
After hearing Zhou Bai's question, he quickly raised his hand and waved at him.
Zhou Bai didn't understand what he meant by waving his hands.
However, when Zhou Bai saw the other party's gloved hands, his heart suddenly jumped.
The shape of his hands seems to have become a little strange.
It didn't look like a human hand, but more like the paw of some kind of animal.
Zhou Bai was shocked when he thought of this.
Is the pollution outside the shelter also very serious?
Or is it that the food delivery boy, even if he comes packed tightly every time, will still be contaminated by the pollution sources in the shelter?
The food delivery boy saw Zhou Bai's gaze and fell on his hand.
He hurriedly hid his hands behind his back in panic.
He had already placed the food in the two large baskets of food inside the shelter door.
He finally looked at Zhou Bai and inside the shelter, then turned around and ran away.
Zhou Bai had a hunch that he might not come tomorrow.
This will be the last time they meet.
He thought of this and looked out the door, at the retreating figures, and beyond that, there were no other pedestrians on the street.
After looking at it for a while, he closed the door.
Picked up the two vegetable baskets on the floor and walked to the kitchen.
When the chef saw Zhou Bai coming with two vegetable baskets, he also looked puzzled.
"Why is that stingy food delivery boy so generous today?
I actually brought two large vegetable baskets over.
And it’s so full.”
Zhou Bai had no way to tell the chef his guess.
I can only tell him.
"He has something to do tomorrow and may not be able to come.
So I sent an extra basket over.
Don’t think that just because this is a day’s supply, you can use it all.”
When the chef heard what Zhou Bai said, he said with disappointment.
"I thought it was the boy's conscience that found out.
Delivering food to us was a fat job, and the price Director Lin offered at that time was unbelievably high.
But I don’t know why, but few people seem to be willing to take on this job.
Those people are really strange.
It's such a lucrative job, but you still don't accept it."
The chef's hands were still wrapped in gauze.
While lowering his head and handling the ingredients awkwardly, he was talking to Zhou Bai about the food delivery boy.
Zhou Bai picked up a cabbage and stood next to the chef.
While picking vegetable leaves, I listened to what he said.
However, after the chef only said a few words of useful information, he spent the rest of the time complaining to the waiter that the ingredients delivered were not fresh enough.
He also told Zhou Bai that he suspected that the food delivery boy had received a kickback.
Several times Zhou Bai wanted to lead the topic to what he wanted to know.
But the chef was very persistent and spoke ill of the food delivery boy every time.
Zhou Bai felt that he might not be able to get any information about the chef.
I could only answer him perfunctorily while helping him with the ingredients.
With Zhou Bai's help, the chef finished cooking dinner in a short time.
He put the food on the dinner plate and brought it to the animals.
Then, he sat down at the dining table and started eating his dinner.
After dinner, Zhou Bai walked back to his room to rest.
Although Wu Gui doesn't like to talk to Zhou Bai recently, his food is still delicious.
Seeing that he had finished all the shrimps, Zhou Bai sat down in front of the desk with confidence.
Then he reached into his pocket and took out everything inside.
The red lighter was placed on the far left.
Then, from left to right, he placed the mobile phone, the colored pills from Good Effective Pharmaceutical Factory, the Whitebeard badge, and the Spark that had transformed into an ordinary star on the table.
These things can be said to be all the trophies Zhou Bai has obtained after experiencing so many dungeons.
Zhou Bai looked at these things and something popped into his mind that he had noticed before but never thought about deeply.
With each copy, he has to play a new role.
Sometimes, when he enters the dungeon, he will automatically change into a set of clothes that matches his current identity.
However, no matter how he changed his clothes every time he entered the dungeon, these things would appear again in his pockets.
It's like he has an independent storage space, and these things are put into the space.
Zhou Bai was just doubting this matter and could not verify it yet.
If he could pass the level successfully this time, he would like to put a few more things in his pockets to see if the same effect would occur.
After he finished thinking about it, he took the red lighter in his hand.
Then he put all the other things back into his pocket.
After doing this, he looked up into the basin.
But he saw the turtle, staring intently at the red lighter in Zhou Bai's hand.
Zhou Bai looked at the turtle in the water basin.
After thinking for a while, he suddenly turned on the lighter in his hand.
Then, the turtle immediately showed a painful expression.
The limbs kept slapping the water.
And his head kept turning backwards, as if he wanted to reach the turtle shell behind him.
Zhou Bai looked at the position where the turtle turned its head and wanted to touch it.
That was clearly what he saw in the mirror, the place on the turtle shell with black smoke coming out.
Zhou Bai only turned on the lighter for a while, and then quickly closed it.
The turtle painfully soaked its shell in the water, and then looked at Zhou Bai with wide eyes.
"Do you really want me to give this lighter to your daughter?"
The turtle used its forelimbs in pain and clawed hard at the stone in the water basin.