Meng Fei just wanted to stab him back.
"Are you out of your mind again?"
This kid's nerves haven't been normal since he arrived here. Even though his skin color is quite dark, his haggard panda eyes are still clearly visible. The problem was that he didn't look sleepy, but rather overly excited, like a hyperthyroidist.
Meng Fei can completely understand. A guy who has no money in Qingmang but at least lives a stable life every day, first comes to Weiyue to wallow in the mud where gunfire is everywhere, and then hides in this weird nuclear plant full of radiation. It's strange that he can be normal. .
"Hey, I'm not lucid. I'm afraid that you'll oversleep, boss."
Duan Yu pointed to the note posted on the small bulletin board next to the aisle.
"The guys in work clothes just posted it when they passed by. They are going to start inspecting the bathroom at six o'clock tonight. But the terrible thing is that it won't be usable for a whole week, that is, you can't take a shower for a whole week! You don't want to take a bath again. Want a bath?"
"You can't take a shower for a week..."
Meng Fei couldn't help feeling uncomfortable all over.
Of course he couldn't take a shower while wallowing in the mud in a war zone. Rain, mud, and sweat are mixed in the fibers of the clothes and clinging to the skin, and various microorganisms are multiplying crazily in them. The feeling is really exciting.
For him, the almost unlimited supply of gold, diamonds and gluttonous coins in the "Palace of All Things" has no appeal to him, but the hot pool here to soak in is better than anything else. Even though the bathing pool is just a converted nuclear power plant spent fuel pool.
"Well, let's go take a dip for a while."
There was indeed radiation in the pool, and the bottom of the pool was filled with discarded nuclear fuel. But to talk about radiation aside from dose is to be a hooligan. Nuclear fuel is packed in huge lead tanks, and additional protection is provided. As long as it does not rupture, it is not a big problem.
The truly dangerous consciousness of the "Lord of Creation" mixed in nuclear radiation is quietly transforming people into his followers. But this is not a problem for Meng Fei, who has a system that can repair himself.
"Then you have to hurry!"
Meng Fei lifted the quilt, stood up, and stared at the latest announcement posted on the bulletin board for a while.
"Why does a bathroom need to be overhauled for a whole week!"
He figured it out right away. In fact, the real overhaul was not the bathroom, but the spent fuel pool.
Although this is a nuclear power plant, it has been abandoned for a long time and is still in a war zone. It actually lacks energy. The "Palace of All Things" also needs to be supported by servers with extremely high energy consumption. How about extra electricity for boiling water and heating?
The spent fuel pool is not only a bathroom, but also a core living facility with heating and hot water supply functions. Once something goes wrong with it, the entire living area will be ruined, so regular maintenance is inevitable, and it is not easy to do.
Meng Fei remembered that he had relevant information while flipping through the information obtained through the wishing box. During the maintenance of the spent fuel pool, professional divers must be sent to dive into the bottom of the pool to inspect all the equipment and waterways. This is not an ordinary trouble.
After the notice was posted, almost everyone took the last chance to take a bath this week. The living area, which had always been bustling and noisy, was now eerily quiet, and the hallways were empty.
Probably because the interference of characters was eliminated, the "living area" became particularly clear in Meng Fei's eyes. The open "private rooms" are like small and exquisite models in a home furnishing store, placed in the open exhibition hall.
"Hey, is there actually a private area where no one lives?"
Meng Fei suddenly noticed a little difference. In fact this living area is almost full. The reason why he and Duan Yu were able to move in was probably because someone happened to quit or some other accident happened.
The reason why he usually didn't notice that there was an empty private area within a few dozen meters of what he could see was because people were walking around during the day, which disturbed his concentration.
There are not many people left now. Although everyone's private space is very tidy due to the rule here that everything not put away should be disposed of as garbage, he can still feel the difference through some details.
For example, although the bed in the private area was neatly covered with sheets, the table was also
It was wiped clean and no dust could be seen, but there was no quilt or pillow on the bed, and there was nothing under the bed.
"Boss, you didn't just know, did you? That is the famous Private Room No. 51."
"No. 51? What's going on?"
Duan Yu once leaned his head over and whispered in a mysterious tone like the boss, "I'll just tell you, I've heard rumors that a corpse was found in the private room of No. 51!"
"Then it stays empty?"
"Of course. I don't know where I found it. Was it the bed? Who would dare to sleep there without being afraid of dreaming?"
Meng Fei knew that this was just a misinformation. Judging from their records of the case, Chaikov's broken body was found not in his private room, but in the toilet and sewer of the bathroom.
In order to avoid causing panic, the officials of the Palace of All Things kept the matter secret. But I don’t know who spread the news about the mutilated corpse. In addition, Chaikufu disappeared, and the rumors pointed to the discovery of the corpse in the private room where Chaikufu lived.
"Yeah?"
Meng Fei's heart moved and he replied nonchalantly, then got up and tiptoed a few steps towards the private room of No. 51, then stopped again.
"That means that no one has touched this place in the past two weeks?"
He asked in a low voice, as if he was afraid that the louder voice would irritate the soul of the broken corpse, and he raised his finger to his lips, signaling Duan Yu to also keep a lower voice.
"Boss!" Duan Yu also became softer and softer, "That's right. No! Staff come to clean it every day."
"Well, yes, that's right."
Meng Fei tiptoed a few steps forward.
"scanning!"
Because of an idea that suddenly popped up in his mind, he didn't want to get too close to that area. However, his scanning distance is limited, so he must keep moving forward quietly, and then try to scan the range that can be reached.
"Why, boss, you didn't really see a ghost there, did you?"
Meng Fei did not answer his question, but took two steps forward again, then stopped and scanned again. This time he finally reached the distance.
His goal was to scan for fingerprints, skin flakes and other traces of human traces. Although the cleaning staff and others will have been here and left traces, it will still be a little different. For example, no one would open a cabinet that they knew was empty.
"Of course it's empty." Duan Yu noticed Meng Fei's weirdness, "Does the boss think there's a ghost trapped inside?"
"What the hell."
Meng Fei shook his head again, and then his expression became serious. The atmosphere was so solemn that every word he uttered in an extremely low voice was filled with white air.
"But I feel like there's a dead person in there!"
