The distance between Cheng Ye and the shopping mall is not far.
After walking for a while, we arrived at the door, and there was a modern doorbell: Welcome.
The clerk who heard the voice raised his head, glanced at Cheng Ye, then lowered his head and continued to do his own thing.
The whole store looks completely different from the outside.
It was gray inside and the lights were a little dim, like a forgotten place.
When I first looked at it from the outside, it was brightly lit and people were coming and going.
Cheng Ye raised his eyebrows and glanced around the decoration of the store.
It's a bit like the decoration of a traditional Chinese medicine pharmacy, with a row of enclosed glass cabinets and a bunch of souvenirs inside.
There is a large refrigerator on the far side, which is full of drinks.
Cheng Ye pretended to be casual and walked around the store. There was nothing special about it. Not only was it not as big as it looked from the outside, it was also very shabby.
It feels like the entire air is always filled with fine sand, as if walking in the desert, making it difficult to breathe.
Cheng Ye felt thirstier and thirstier.
His body instinctively came to the refrigerator. Looking at the dazzling array of drinks, he wanted to open a bottle and drink it immediately.
His eyes became red and his breathing became more rapid, as if he was going to die of thirst if he didn't drink water.
At this time, the clerk suddenly spoke. His voice was hoarse, like an old man, which made people feel uncomfortable.
“Drinks are 5 yuan a bottle and no credit will be given.”
“If you have a museum pass, you can get it for free.”
This sentence is free, like a person in the desert finally seeing an oasis.
Cheng Ye's hands couldn't help but tremble, and he directly picked up a bottle of drink in the freezer.
At this time, the barrages sounded like wave after wave of bombs.
[Don’t drink! Think of the rules, think of the rules! ]
[I know you are thirsty, but can you stop being thirsty first! ]
[This sugary drink is like sweet love, one bite is fatal. ]
[It’s poisonous upstairs. When did it remain non-mainstream! ]
Everyone was worried about Cheng Ye and stared at the screen intently.
But Cheng Ye's hands already held the drink and were about to twist it open.
At this moment, Cheng Ye threw the drink out like a bomb.
He didn't unscrew him, but hugged himself tightly and gasped for air.
He didn't forget the rules.
I have said it many times that his memory is very good, especially in emergencies, the rules come up one by one as if they are engraved in his blood.
Of course he knew the rule, never buy sugary drinks.
[Nine, there may be shopping malls between the exhibition halls, depending on the route you take, but whether you go to the shopping mall or not, please do not buy any wax figures and sugary drinks. 】
But the clerk just said that if he has a package, it will be regarded as a purchase without paying the amount.
Therefore, he cannot unscrew the bottle cap, which by default means that he has purchased this bottle of drink.
In my desperation just now, even though I just glanced at it cursorily.
But he still wrote down most of the drinks.
Among the drinks here, there is no bottle of mineral water.
In Cheng Ye's impression, there are almost no other functional drinks without added sugar.
This is a trap.
This shopping mall is probably a trap.
but……
why?
Cheng Ye used his strong self-control to restrain the raging thirst in his heart.
He raised his head with red eyes.
He looked a little scary now, like a hungry wolf that had been hungry for many days, with a fierce look in his eyes.
Facing Cheng Ye like this, the clerk seemed a little surprised.
He calmly walked to the bottle of water, bent down, and picked it up.
Then he walked slowly to Cheng Ye, held the water in the air, looked at Cheng Ye with compassionate eyes, and said in a low and slow voice: "Dear guest, why did you throw away this bottle of water?"
"Is it because you don't like this taste of water?"
Cheng Ye turned his face sideways the moment the clerk came over.
Can't look at him.
There was no reason, but the alarm bells in Cheng Zhiwei were ringing crazily.
Like an instinct hidden deep in his memory, he subconsciously avoided danger.
Absolutely, don't look him in the eyes.
The clerk maintained this posture for a long time, and when he saw that the other party did not pay attention to him, he withdrew his hand.
He slowly walked to the freezer, wiped off the excess dust from the discarded bottle of drink, and put it back in the freezer.
After doing all this, he turned around, still in a low and hoarse voice: "Customer, what do you want?"
what do you want?
Although Cheng Ye was restricted by most of his thinking ability due to his body's instinctive thirst.
But his powerful consciousness still kept his brain spinning.
He recalled everything that had happened since he entered the store and everything he had seen.
Sudden.
An unconscious detail formed in his mind.
He took a few rough breaths.
Force yourself to calm down as much as possible.
However, physical dehydration cannot be forcibly rid of by willpower.
His lips had become dry.
The eyes became even redder.
He supported his body, slowly stood up from the ground, and said gently: "I'm sorry, I just smashed your things."
The clerk looked at him thoughtfully: "It's okay, I've taken care of it."
"But guest, do you really have nothing you want?"
Cheng Ye didn't look up at him and kept his head lowered.
The broken hair on his forehead hid the sparkle in his eyes: "Can I get a bottle of mineral water?"
As soon as these words came out, the live broadcast room was in an uproar.
No one thought that Cheng Ye would think of such a method.
Yes, if you can’t find something yourself, you can ask the store clerk to give it to you.
[Cheng Ye is indeed the current number one in our first division. This new brain is very useful. ]
[It’s not necessarily the first in the division, it’s just the first in the excellence rate. ]
[Can you guarantee that every copy of your copy will be ranked first in excellence rate? ]
[Stop arguing upstairs, didn’t you notice a detail? ]
[Details, what details? ]
[This clerk is wearing all black clothes. ]
Yes, this is why Cheng Ye dared to ask him for something.
Rule 6:
[6. Some exhibits in the exhibition hall will think that they are staff. Please do not believe them. Only those wearing black clothes are real staff. 】
He is most likely a staff member.
The other exhibits pretended to be shop assistants, but Cheng Ye didn't dare to ask them for anything. After all, the rules said they would deceive tourists, so don't believe their words.
But the staff can absolutely be trusted.
"A bottle of mineral water?" The clerk repeated Cheng Ye's words: "Well, let me look for it."
The clerk squatted down and dug into the drink cabinet for a while.
After taking out many drinks, I finally found a bottle of mineral water.
"No, your water."
Cheng Ye stared at the water in front of him and instinctively wanted to take it and drink it directly, but he still suppressed his desire.
After politely accepting it, he carefully checked the ingredient list, and after confirming that it was mineral water and absolutely free of sugar, he drank the drink.
The sweet water exploded in his mouth. Cheng Ye had never felt that water tasted so good.
In one breath, he drank it all.
The feeling of comfort returned, and there was no longer the feeling of being controlled by a mysterious power.
Cheng Ye then bowed to the clerk: "Thank you."
The clerk remained expressionless and said calmly: "It's just a little effort."
If you encounter anything in the museum, you can ask the staff for help.
Cheng Ye thought for a while and asked: "My ticket is a package. I just visited the Museum of Dead Animals. Which museum should I go to next? Which museum should I go to after attending the next museum? My visiting route should be How was it?"
After drinking the real water, Cheng Ye was even more certain that this person was a staff member.
So he couldn't wait to ask the questions he wanted to know.
The clerk looked at Cheng Ye, then looked out the window, and repeated Cheng Ye's words: "Do you have the museum ticket package?"
“No one has had a package for a long time.”
As he spoke, he walked back to the counter.
"You asked about the route to the exhibition." The clerk squinted his eyes and seemed to be thinking: "I remember it was the Hall of Dead Things, the Regular Hall, the Special Hall, the Inhuman Hall, and finally the Strange Hall."
Cheng Ye walked up to the clerk and said, "Thank you very much, but what will happen if you don't follow the tour route?"
The clerk smiled and said, "I don't know either. I don't know how this route was set up."
"Then how should I get to the regular hall now?" Cheng Ye continued to ask.
The clerk pointed to a small red door on the far left side of the store: "Just go out from there."
"You can rest here for a while and see if there are any souvenirs you want to take back. After you have a good rest, you can continue to visit."
His voice seemed to soften a bit.
Cheng Ye nodded and stopped talking.
He began to look at the souvenirs being sold in the store.
Except for the wax statues, which cannot be purchased, others seem to be available for purchase.
Do the other souvenirs have any special functions?
Like helping yourself or something?
You know, this group of players had just finished a dungeon and were pulled into this dungeon without any supplements.
He has obviously been through several rounds of tests.
It stands to reason that the game should also give some rewards.
Perhaps these souvenirs are what will allow him to get rewards.
For example, in the exhibition hall later, help him resist a fatal injury.
Cheng Ye began to look back and forth at different souvenirs.
At this time, the clerk suddenly said: "Dear guest, because there are too many tourists, we can only buy one souvenir at a time."
Cheng Ye showed no emotion and pointed at the souvenir in front of him: "I can only buy one."
"Yes, guest."
The corners of Cheng Ye's lips raised slightly.
It seems that he was right. These souvenirs should have some extraordinary effects, so the purchase is restricted.
Everyone can only choose one. As for whether they can help themselves next, it depends on fate.
At this moment, Cheng Ye missed Wei Sheng'an very much.
His invincible, bug-like talent can surely pick out the best one from these mediocre souvenirs.
