Doomsday Wonderland Chapter 1679: A very stable activity

High-altitude bungee fishing seems to be a very physically demanding activity - Lin Sanjiu was watching the rest of the group eat, drink, talk and laugh with a cold eye, not knowing why he felt unhappy.

The fat woman named Feng Maomao, on the contrary, was in a very good mood: "Let me tell you, she was hugging me tightly at the time. When the dragon fish pounced on me, I could only Waving the ribbon with one hand, wow, that arowana was so close for a moment..."

She spoke enthusiastically and patted Lin Sanjiu on the shoulder several times, as if the two had become familiar friends after an accident - although this emotion was completely one-sided at the moment.

"Oh, the food is here," when everyone was chatting lively, someone said hello, and all the heads on the dining table suddenly turned to the entrance of the square hall.

After the "fishing" activity, whose purpose was not to fish at all, the tour guide led everyone into the lunch restaurant designated by the tour group: in walking in the cloud world, daily necessities such as food and water are far more expensive than those in other ten places. The second world is more expensive, and a day trip with lunch is certainly expensive - so the lunch only covers six people, not including the tour guide.

Lin Sanjiu, who came with Cengtuan, didn't even have any cutlery, so he could only sit aside and eat the dry bread he brought.

The so-called "server" is an ordinary middle-aged man who has not evolved. He held a steaming brass basin in both hands, placed it on the table with a serious face, and gently opened the lid. A strange hot aroma suddenly shot into the air together with the white steam. He moved very quickly and scooped out a bright orange-red stew with soft meat from the brass basin. He scooped out exactly six bowls - Lin Sanjiu sat close and stretched his neck to take a look. , there is only a little residual soup left in it, maybe not enough for a spoonful.

Anyway, she had almost completely lost face today. When the waiter was about to pick up the brass basin again and leave, she quickly pressed the bread into the basin, turned it around vigorously, and sucked up all the remaining soup. After entering the bread, the waiter glanced at her, and even though he didn't say anything, she seemed to hear the silent "hum" from the other party.

She took an indignant bite of the bread—the soup tasted infuriatingly good.

"What's the name of this restaurant?" She turned to Feng Maomao and asked, "Why can't you just pay extra money and make an extra serving for me?"

"This is not a restaurant," Feng Feomao stared at her plate and said while chewing: "Didn't you realize that we are the only ones here? This is an extra lunch booked during the tour group activity. I guess the ingredients are something like that. It’s all prepared early in the morning, so there’s no need to spend extra money at the last minute.”

Since it’s not a restaurant, why can we book extra lunch? Lin Sanjiu was a little confused, but it wasn't an important question and she didn't ask in depth. The speed with which she ate a piece of bread dipped in soup was naturally incomparable with the speed with which the other group members ate six courses. Soon she left the table and found the tour guide who was frowning at the lunch box he had brought with him on a chair outside the entrance of the small square hall. Miss.

"The helper I hired this time is terrible at cooking," the tour guide sighed into the bamboo lunch box and put away the untouched food.

"Do you live in the clouds?" Lin Sanjiu asked curiously.

"Well," the tour guide said without much pride on her face: "The cost of living is very high, and being a tour guide is only one of my jobs. Sometimes I even have to leave the Twelve Realms once to do tasks and collect information. Only with supplies and other things can we barely maintain our current life."

Lin Sanjiu, who was only lucky enough to be able to set foot in the Twelve Realms once when he was very lucky, was almost in a trance when he heard this.

“It’s getting harder and harder to find help now. I can only afford hourly servants who serve several companies at the same time.” The tour guide’s complaint started and she couldn’t stop: “Don’t mention the quality. ! And after I teleport away, I don’t feel at ease if I rely on servants like that to continue to keep a place to look after me. Rich people from the other twelve realms are particularly willing to come to our Wandering Cloud to hire people, causing local labor shortages. The shortage is getting worse."

She seemed to feel that it was not good to say this. She smiled at Lin Sanjiu and explained: "Of course, I am not unhappy that they are hiring people...after all, I have to make money from this."

For Lin Sanjiu, this was another kind of trouble that she had never experienced before and could not understand. When the tour guide changed the topic, she was dealing with it while looking around - they were now on the top floor of the "Purple Kingdom Building" before the end of the world. As soon as they came in from the stairs, this was where everyone was eating. There is a small square hall. Apart from the door, there is not even a kitchen. All meals are served from downstairs.

The Ziguo Building covers a large area. This square hall is only a few dozen square meters. What is the use of the other spaces?

"By the way," just when Lin Sanjiu was about to ask, the tour guide suddenly asked her: "Is this your first time walking in the clouds?"

She nodded.

"Then...do you know anyone here?"

Lin Sanjiu thought this question was a bit strange. "No," she replied, "I don't have many friends."

The tour guide frowned, and there seemed to be some restrained doubts in her golden eyes. "Where are you in the other twelve realms? There are...no problems, right?"

It would be nice if it was okay to be chased by the arsenal. Lin Sanjiu felt vaguely wary, but on the surface she said very naturally and sincerely: "There is no problem. What's wrong?"

"That may be my imagination..." The tour guide's doubts did not lighten at all. When she said this, the waiter just stuck his head out of the square hall and greeted her politely. Said: "Miss Feng, the meal will be over in a few minutes."

"Oh!" The tour guide hurriedly jumped up from the chair~IndoMTL.com~ and pulled Lin Sanjiu up. "Come on, our next activity will start at the same time lunch ends."

"What activity?" She remembered that the tour guide said that the next activity was very smooth.

The tour guide was thanking the waiter as she walked in, and didn't care about her question. As soon as the two entered the square hall, everyone immediately took the appearance of the tour guide as a signal. They put down their tableware one after another, stood up from the table, and asked all kinds of questions: "Is lunch about to start?" Is it over?"

The waiter hurriedly exited the square hall and closed the door with a heavy sound - he seemed to have already turned the door lock. As soon as the door was closed, the door lock automatically made a tapping sound.

"Oh, it seems that everyone has finished lunch, are you ready now?" The tour guide once again put on a professional smile, stood in front of the lunch table, clapped her hands, and said, "Then what's next for us? Activities——"

A muffled sound of "dong" suddenly sounded in the hall.

The eyes of everyone at the table turned to the tour guide - not far from her, Lin Sanjiu fell to the ground on her back, her face pale and lifeless.